Eye

Eye

In the later stages of the Cultural Revolution, the various departments of the Teachers' College gradually resumed normal operations. The housing allocation team assigned room 203, which had been vacant for several years, to a young man surnamed Deng.

The teacher, Ms. Deng, was quite old and in a hurry to get married, so she didn't care that someone had died in the house. The wedding went smoothly. That night...

That evening, after the friends who had been making a ruckus in the newlyweds' room had left, the couple undressed and went to bed. Just as they were about to begin their shy intimacy, they heard several strange laughs. The laughter was clear and bright, as if...

The tone was tinged with sadness, making it difficult to discern whether it was laughter or tears at first listen. At first, Teacher Deng thought her friends were joking with her, and didn't...

They understood. But the laughter continued, sometimes interspersed with a woman's sobs. Combined with the swaying locust tree branches outside the window, the quiet night...

It looked strangely terrifying.

Teacher Deng finally realized that the house was truly haunted. So, he moved out of room 203 that very night. However, the terrifying tragedy didn't end with his departure.

And so it ended. Ten months later, Teacher Deng's newlywed wife suffered a difficult childbirth and died on the way to the hospital. When the doctors opened the pregnant woman's abdomen at the hospital, they found...

A monstrous fetus that had been dead for a long time. The fetus had no eyes, and above its nose was a large, soft forehead. A curious doctor gently cut it open with a scalpel.

Upon examining the stillborn infant's deformed forehead, it was discovered that the infant's skull contained not a brain, but hundreds of densely packed eyes.

News of the freak quickly spread. Teacher Deng, still grieving the loss of his wife, was also transferred soon after.

After a series of strange and mysterious events, no one dared to move into room 203 anymore. The apartment remained vacant until the calendar turned to 1987.

The late 1980s was a period of nationwide housing shortage. Many young teachers and staff at teachers' colleges were unable to secure housing or get married due to the lack of allocated housing.

Or several generations of a family are forced to squeeze into a makeshift shack of only ten square meters. The college leaders in charge of housing allocation are in a state of panic, and in desperation, they remember this empty apartment at No. 85 Nanping.

Room 203, where they'd been for over ten years, was assigned this time to a newly transferred graduate student. The graduate student was very excited to be assigned a one-bedroom, two-living-room apartment so soon after joining the unit.

He was determined to repaint the house with the earnestness of someone dedicated to scientific research. During the painting process, the graduate student made a strange discovery: the freshly painted, snow-white walls...

For some reason, bloodstains would always appear on the wall. After he smeared the bloodstains white, new bloodstains would appear there, as if someone was deliberately playing a joke on him.

Just then, his graduate student brother and sister-in-law came to visit him with their nearly three-year-old nephew. As soon as the little nephew entered room 203, he pointed to the area under the north window and burst into tears of terror.

They got up, as if they had seen something terrifying. When the graduate student and his brother went to look, they only saw a snow-white wall, and the rustling sound outside the window continued.

The locust tree was nothing strange. The graduate student's sister-in-law was a somewhat superstitious woman from the mountains. She had heard from older generations that children under four years old could see...

She could see things that even adults couldn't see, things that are invisible to the naked eye. So, upon seeing a child cry from fright, she immediately understood...

There must be something unclean in this long-vacant apartment 203, and Bai is sitting right under the north window. Finally, after her sister-in-law's strong persuasion...

The graduate student eventually gave up the apartment. Not long after, with the help of a friend, he resigned from his job at the teachers' college and headed south to Shenzhen.

Room 203 remained empty.

In the hustle and bustle of life, the fierce and the eerie tend to fade from people's attention. No one can remain vigilant in the empty room 203 forever. Around...

Residents came and went, and nothing strange ever happened in any of their homes. For the people at the teachers' college, such things only occurred during casual conversations or when they were trying to frighten children.

Some people brought up the story of Room 203, but the content gradually ignored the truth in its exaggeration and fabrication.

Lu Xun said: Time always flows by, but the streets remain peaceful.

Friday, April 5, 2002. Qingming Festival.

Wang Juan finished her work early. While others in the office were still busy, she was already there, one hand gently stroking her teacup, the other holding the mouse.

Wandering freely online. Soothing Scottish music plays from my MP3 player. The bagpipes, with their melodious and poignant tune, carry a sense of sadness. (After reading Nai Gang's post...)

Wang Juan rubbed her eyes and started packing her things, reading "Spiritual Strength." It was almost time to leave work, and for a 22-year-old girl like her, every Friday was...

Leaving get off work means a crazy, romantic weekend is about to begin. As for any talk of "spiritual strength" or anything like that, she's more concerned about who she'll be meeting tonight.

Yes. Wang Juan wasn't conventionally beautiful, but the delicate charm unique to young girls always made her irresistibly attractive and radiant. She understood that she was at the peak of a woman's beauty.

At her age, she always maintained a healthy smile and shyly awaited love. She herself didn't know what her ideal prince charming would be like.

For men, the most important thing is feeling. If love comes, she'll give it her all, no matter who the other person is. Of course, it's best if they're also handsome and cool, like...

Andy Lau and Nicholas Tse.

Just then, a profile picture on her QQ started flashing. It was a one-eyed pirate named "Silent Falling Flowers." Silent Falling Flowers said, "Hi, pretty girl,"

"Hello." The first thing this person said was praising her own beauty; she really had a sweet tongue. Wang Juan couldn't remember when she had added "Silent Falling Flowers" as a friend. Her friend list usually...

She only had the numbers of her close friends; this number appeared silently, as if it had just popped up on its own. Clicking on the details, it said: This guy is lazy.

Only one eye was visible. What kind of information is this? Wang Juan pouted. The avatar of "Silent Falling Flowers" flashed: "Your short hair looks really good." Wang Juan couldn't help but touch it.

Her neat and stylish short hair. Strange, how did he know? The silent reply from Hua Luo was even stranger: "I know you, but you don't know me." Wang Juan typed.

Pan: "Who are you? Where are you? How do you know me?" After waiting for a long time, Hua Luo Wusheng only sent a few words: "I'm right behind you." After reading these words...

Upon seeing the words, Wang Juan felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly turned around, but there was no one behind her. In the distance, employees from several companies were talking quietly.

Everything is calm and normal.

The petals fall silently, yet dance: "No need to look back, you can't

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