Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1 The Door

A Haval H6 was in front, followed by an Audi Q7, slowly driving into the somewhat old street.

After turning a few corners, the Haval H6 stopped in front of an old yard, and the cars behind also stopped.

The doors of the two cars opened almost simultaneously, and a man and a woman came out of the front and rear cars respectively.

The man is thin and tall, about 25 years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses, white on the top and black on the bottom, and a loose casual attire.The girl is about 20 years old, with a slender figure, and she is not much shorter when she walks next to the man. The whole person looks tall and capable, coupled with her good face and youthful vitality, she can be called a nine-point beauty. , but the slightly raised corners of her eyes made her look a bit strong.

"Brother Yang, is this where you live?"

"I've said it all, you can call me Brother Ye if you can't speak clearly." The man Ye Ang took out a large bag of things from the car and handed it to the woman with some difficulty, "Take it."

Seeing the woman's frowning look, he couldn't help shaking his head, and took the things to the car behind.

"This is the old house of my grandparents, and it is now under my name. I don't live here often, and I don't take care of it much."

Putting the things away, Ye Ang turned around and looked at the yard. It has not been taken care of for two months, and it is estimated that he will not be able to entertain people.

"Shao Qian, I won't invite you to visit, next time!" He turned around and asked, "Why don't you wait for me to put away the things and go out for dinner together."

Shao Qian just wanted to agree, but suddenly her face turned bitter, "No, the two of you are waiting to go back to eat."

"Well, that's all right, go back to eat quickly, remember to call me when you have time, and make an appointment to ask them to have dinner together." Saying that, Ye Ang opened Shao Qian's rear door again, and dragged out a long car door with great effort. iron box. "Thank you for your help, next time I will please!"

Watching the girl's car disappear around the corner, Ye Ang turned around and opened the courtyard door to tidy up the small courtyard.

As a part-time writer, Ye Ang has lived a very healthy life in the past two years.

After graduating from university, I started working. With the help of my parents, I got by in a foreign trade company. Because of my hobbies, I wrote novels part-time.

However, after his parents divorced two years ago, he completely let himself go, wandering around all year round, and rarely going home during the New Year.

This small courtyard in the old street came under his name at that time.

The yard is not too big. In Ye Ang's memory, the whole family was a bit crowded when he was a child, but now Ye Ang lives here alone. There is no warmth of home, and it is full of strangeness and alienation.

Fortunately, he would get used to it after living for a long time, and after not going to work in the company, he renovated the place twice and lived comfortably.

It took more than an hour for Ye Ang to finish the preliminary cleaning of the residence. This time he has been out for nearly two months, and the house is even less humane.There was even a two-finger-wide crack on the floor of the warehouse door in the stairwell. I don't know if there was an earthquake or something.

After tidying up, Ye Ang washed up beautifully, letting the warm water wash away the fatigue and dust from the trip.

When I came back in the afternoon, I didn't buy any vegetables, so I could only deal with it with a bucket of instant noodles.

After filling his stomach in a hurry, Ye Ang sat down at the computer desk and made up today's chapters.

While typing, she was distracted thinking about Shao Qian.

He met this girl last year, and she was also a donkey friend, but she seemed to have just entered college at that time. This time we organized a group trip, and she happened to be there, so we went together.

For this girl, Ye Ang didn't have a good impression at the beginning, he felt like his cheap sister, with a kind of self-confidence engraved in his bones.

This kind of self-confidence is too firm and well hidden. If he hadn't experienced it from the cheap sister on his father's side, he might not have noticed it.

But after getting along with her, I found that this girl has a good temper, knowledgeable, smart and alert, sober and rational, exuding a unique personality.

Anyway, Ye Ang felt that getting along with her was quite pleasant.

But he also intends to stop here, after all, he also has some guesses about the other party, maybe he is really the same kind of person as his cheap sister.

Just when Ye Ang was distracted, he suddenly felt that someone on the left seemed to lift up his seat, making his whole body start to fall to the right.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but just as he stood up sideways, he found that the soles of his feet were involuntarily raised.

earthquake!
In an instant, Ye Ang figured out what happened.

Before he had time to think too much, he grabbed his mobile phone, took a piece of clothing, and quickly rushed downstairs, went straight to the gate, opened the door and ran quickly into the courtyard.

Just as he rushed out of the gate, the shaking stopped suddenly.

Running to the side of the car, Ye Ang breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he should be far away from the source of the earthquake. While thinking about him, he looked around and found that the indoor and upstairs lights were still on. At the same time, he turned on his phone to see if anyone was discussing this matter. Well, after all, many of his friends live in this city.

But the strange thing, he checked several platforms, but he didn't find anyone discussing this matter.

Did no one notice it?
Ye Ang thought for a while, and directly searched for the official information release, but there was no report about it just now.

You know, if this kind of thing happened in the past, the official will definitely send a message in seconds.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the cool breeze in the yard started to rise, but there was still no news. Ye Ang couldn't help but patted his head lightly. It seemed that he had an illusion, and he just needed to take a rest and wake up.

Thinking of this, he entered the gate again, settled down, and then walked upstairs.

After less than half of the climb, the violent vibration hit again, and Ye Ang held on to the handrail tightly, so as not to be knocked to the ground all at once.

This time he reacted faster, and just as he stabilized his body, he quickly rushed out of the door.

Leaning on the car with one hand, gasping for breath, seeing the shock disappear without a trace, Ye Ang couldn't help but turn on the phone again, searched carefully for a while, and there was indeed no real-time earthquake report.

But this time, Ye Ang didn't think that he was hallucinating because his head was not clear. It can be said that it was once, but it was a bit strange to feel the strong shock twice.

After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously approached the door. After stopping for more than ten seconds, he carefully stepped into the door with one foot.

After waiting for a while, there was indeed no shock!
But Ye Ang's complexion did not become relaxed, because he heard a series of subtle rubbing sounds.

It seems that when someone is running fast in the desert, the sound made by rubbing against the sand under his feet.

Step by step, Ye Ang walked in very carefully. The source of the sound seemed to be at the stairs.

After entering the stairwell, he realized that the rustling sound came from the small warehouse under the stairwell.

On the ground, a crack has spread to the warehouse door.

"rustle!"

"rustle……"

"rustle!"

The door of the warehouse is an ordinary red-painted wooden door. There is an iron handle on the right side of the door. The key to this door has long been broken, and it will come if you just pull it, but Ye Ang is a little hesitant.

There were constant voices coming from the door, and slowly, the voice seemed to become smaller.

Just when Ye Ang felt that he could leave it alone, the rustling sound became louder again, and the frequency became more rapid.

There was no convenient tool in his hand at the moment, Ye Ang thought for a while, and walked quickly to the living room outside, opened the iron box here, and a black and simple ax lay quietly in it.

Ye Ang picked up the axe and walked neatly to the door of the warehouse, listening to the rustling sound from the door, he felt a little nervous, but also a little uncontrollable curiosity!

Holding the doorknob with his left hand, he took a deep breath, raised the ax with his right hand, and then slammed open the warehouse door!
A huge force suddenly appeared, and he was pulled in with the ax all at once, without even having time to react!

……

"despair!"

Half of the bloody finger fell to the ground. In the warehouse behind the door, there was nothing but a few broken wooden stools!

Ye Ang, of course he wasn't there either!

(End of this chapter)