The whole city is my old attack

swish

Xiao Yu took out a utility knife from his pocket and sharpened a pencil for himself.

A doodle diary is spread out on a scratched wooden table.Several little stickmen came alive on the paper.

His posture with a knife is very skillful, as if he was born with it.After a few clicks, the tip of the pencil was exposed. Xiao Yu held the pen and continued to draw. The small warm yellow desk lamp illuminated on his left side. In a quiet night, suddenly——

despair.

Suddenly there was movement on the ceiling.

Xiao Yu stopped and looked up.

The old building has been in disrepair for a long time, and the ceiling on his bedroom is not white, but it is faint with yellowish wet stains after returning to the damp, and there are a few cracked black cracks.

After a while, there was no sound.

Xiao Yu lay on his small desk, continuing to draw graffiti diary, after a while, he said again:

Click, click, click.

There was a sound like footsteps upstairs.It sounded like someone was stepping on a poor-quality wooden floor.

Xiao Yu raised his head and stared at the ceiling.

Room 404 of his house, room 504 upstairs is unoccupied.

Xie Shiyu glanced at the small black cat alarm clock placed by the bed, it was ten forty in the evening.

- It may be an illusion.

Xiao Yu continued to graffiti.He had read the illustrated encyclopedia in Xinhua Bookstore, and there were strange movements from the ceiling: the sound of footsteps and marbles was actually a sound produced by the shape change of the building materials of the house due to temperature or aging, so there was no need to be afraid.

Xiao Yu lowered his head, flipped through his graffiti diary, and listed on the calendar the time period when all the weirdos in the residential building were away: next Monday, from 04:30 p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. after school.

This period of time is very safe, you can invite Chu Feng to his house...

blah blah blah.

There was a rush of footsteps!

Xiao Yu suddenly raised his head, this time he heard it very clearly, it was definitely the sound of people walking.

Xie Shiyu opened the bedroom door, and his mother had fallen asleep exhausted.Xiao Yu silently walked to the window, secretly pulled up a little curtain, and looked up——

There is no light on the fifth floor.

Xiao Yu put down the curtain, stood back at the door of his bedroom, and waited for a while...

thump.

A sound came from the floor.

Like someone is lifting something heavy.

Brush, brush,

—the sound of boxes being moved.

There are definitely people in room 504, and I don't know what they are doing there.

Xiao Yu frowned unhappily. He was finally able to invite Chu Feng to his house to play. Someone in the building was playing tricks on it. If a new strange person came, he would have to make new observation records.

Xie Shiyu's immature little hand moved slightly, and his fingers felt itchy. Sometimes he really wanted to...

Kill them all.

Xiao Yu thought calmly, he is only seven years old, and he is definitely not as good as an adult in terms of size, but he has an absolute advantage that all adults do not have:

Children under the age of 14 are not subject to criminal responsibility.

Xiao Yu recalled the picture books he had read in Xinhua Bookstore. He knew that it was not illegal for him to kill people now, and he would just go to the juvenile detention center for two years.If you really want to kill, it is not worthwhile to kill one, it is better to kill them all.It has been completely clean since then.

Xiao Yu turned around and saw her mother lying on the bed, sleeping, as if she couldn't hear these sounds at all.He thought about it, and the picture edition encyclopedia also mentioned that children's hearing will be stronger than adults, and they can hear sounds of a wider range of frequencies.

Xiao Yu touched his itchy fingers, moved a small stool, stood behind the door, opened the small peephole on the wooden door, and observed the corridor outside.

Room 504 is unoccupied, and the water and electricity are not turned on, so it is impossible to meet people's daily life.

The person who is staying above now will not stay in Room 504 forever, that person will definitely come down.As long as you go downstairs, you will definitely pass the door of Room 404 of his house.

He wants to see who is playing tricks on it.

The corridor was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Xiao Yu suddenly thought that if someone really came down the dark corridor, they would see light in his cat's eyes.

If there is light, it means that his house is not asleep and someone is there.Maybe that person will continue to suspect him, causing unnecessary trouble.Xiao Yu jumped off the stool and turned off all the lights.

Now his home was plunged into darkness just like the corridor outside.

Xiao Yu crouched behind the cat's eyes and got used to the darkness for a while. Gradually, the stairs, handrails, walls, and light bulbs all appeared in the darkness.

Little he waited patiently, like a hunter hunting.

click, click, click—

Footsteps gradually descended from the fifth floor, gradually approaching as the stairs approached.

Someone is down!

Xiao Yu crouched behind the cat's eyes, stared outside with his eyes wide open.

A rose flower dress appeared in the darkness.

In fact, the color can't be seen clearly in the dark, but Xiao Yu recognized this dress: it was worn by the aunt in room 401!

He suddenly remembered that the aunt lived in the building behind her, but she often came to their building recently. Just now, when she went to the uncle’s house in Room 304, the uncle said to the aunt: Why do you always come to visit our building? People are moving here?Or, is there a baby in this building?

At that time the aunt passed by vaguely, Xiao Yu thought, maybe the uncle at the commissary was right, the aunt secretly hid something in room 504.

Xiao Yu silently remembered that he didn't like this talkative aunt, but since he moved in to now, he hasn't discovered any secrets from her.

From 04:30 pm to [-]:[-] next Monday, this aunt will go out to buy vegetables, and Chu Feng will not meet her.

The aunt looked around in the corridor, sneaking through the intersecting stairs on the fourth floor back to the building behind, where she lived in Room 401.

Xiao Yu jumped off the stool, left the door, and returned to his small bedroom. It was already eleven o'clock at night.

Auntie is also very strange.

Xiao Yu drew her into his graffiti diary.

"...Xie Shiyu?"

Xiao Yu immediately closed the doodle book, jumped on the bed, lifted the quilt and got in, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Mom rustled and gently opened the door of his room.Seeing Xiao Yu obediently lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the small desk lamp cast a shadow on his immature face.

"This kid is really...why doesn't he turn off the lights when he sleeps?"

Xiao Yu, who was pretending to be asleep, heard his mother walk to his desk, and did not turn off the light quickly, and her mother saw his diary.

Mom picked it up and flipped through it, and there were all weird stick figures inside. She didn't look at it very carefully, but thought it was a child's scribbles.

pat.

Mom turned off the light and went out.

In the darkness, Xiao Yu opened his eyes.

Tomorrow is Friday, and school ends very early. You can ask Chu Feng if you want to go to the department store with him. He wants to find out what snacks Chu Feng likes to eat.Get ready for next Monday.

The huge sum of 30 yuan to help my uncle find a cat has been hidden in the inner pocket of the schoolbag.

Xiao Yu happily wrapped her little quilt tightly.

,

Friday, after school.

"Aren't you... going to the left today?"

Little Chu Feng and Xiao Yu walked to the fork in the road holding hands.

Chu Feng was about to let go of his hand, but found that Xie Shiyu was holding him tightly.

Little Chu Feng blinked, and looked at Xiao Yu strangely.

"Are you free today?"

Xiao Yu pretended to ask casually.

Little Chu Feng: "What's wrong?"

"Well... I'm going to the department store to do some shopping. If you're free..." Xiao Yu didn't look at Chu Feng. He deliberately stared at the trees beside the road to see their shadows whirling in the wind.

"Feel sorry."

Little Chu Feng lowered his head in disappointment: "I'm going home to practice the piano today."

The wind stopped, and the leaden shadows of the trees froze on the sidewalk.

"That's it."

Xiao Yu had no choice but to let go of little Chu Feng's hand, he pretended not to care:

"It's okay, then I'll go by myself."

The temperature in the palm of the little hand gradually left.

Little Chu Feng didn't even think about it, and suddenly took the initiative to grab Xiao Yu's hand.Xie Shiyu was taken aback for a moment.

"Next...will I go with you next time?"

Little Chu Feng lowered his head and said.

"Then, are you free next Monday?" Xiao Yu stood under the shadow of the tree, holding Xiao Chu Feng tightly, not wanting to let go:

"Go to my house."

,

"Really!"

Little Chu Feng called.Xiao Yu saw Chu Feng's dark eyes like lychee cores looking at him with watery eyes.

"Um……"

Xiao Yu was a little embarrassed and kept looking into Chu Feng's eyes: "It was because... the adults were all at home, so it was inconvenient." He made up an excuse casually.

"Then it's settled! Next Monday, don't go back on your word." Little Chu Feng said.

Xiaoyu felt that Chu Feng suddenly became very happy. Children on Friday were the happiest, but little Chu Feng was always depressed today, and he didn't get happy until he heard that he went to his house on Monday.

"Well, that's for sure."

Xiao Yu said.

His immature little hand twitched slightly.Xie Shiyu thought, if there were strange people in the building who had unexpected situations on the day Chu Feng came...

Then it really should go away.

,

Friday night, as bright as day.

The lamp in the study room shone above Xiao Chu Feng's head.

White walls, white ceilings, everything is as white as snow, bright, clean, and empty.

A snow-white grand piano is placed in a corner of the big study.

The 7-year-old Chu Feng sat numbly in front of the piano bench, stretched his immature fingers, trying to reach the various keys on the piano.

Stumbling music jumped out of the keys one by one.

"What kind of mess are you playing!"

His mother sat by the piano bench, supervised him, stared at him playing the piano, reprimanded him:

"How can you play like this, huh? Have you practiced at home these days? You will go to the piano class tomorrow on Saturday. You say you play like this, how can you tell the teacher!

"Do you know how much you pay for a class? One-to-one teaching, 400 yuan a class! This piano is worth tens of thousands! Your grading exam this summer vacation is also only [good], not even [excellent] No! Don’t you want to lose face? Look at the one upstairs. He goes out to compete to get No.1 when he practices piano. Usually, when I meet his mother, I’m embarrassed to say that my son is also learning piano. Can you stop embarrassing me!”

Little Chu Feng sat on the piano bench, silently saying nothing.

He doesn't like playing the piano at all, and he doesn't think it's interesting, but his mother wants him to learn it, because if he learns it, he can pass the grade test, and everyone has a grade test certificate, so he can't live without it.

"Practice yourself! Don't eat if you can't play well! I've never seen a kid like you..."

Mom went out cursing.

Little Chu Feng sat on the piano bench, looking at the timetable posted on the wall of the study: Practice the piano for at least one hour every day.

Go home on Friday afternoon to do homework and practice piano in the evening.Piano practice is required all Friday night.

周六早上9:00~11:00钢琴课，12点吃饭，1:00~2:00练琴，下午3:00~5:00国学班，周六晚上7:00~9:00硬笔书法班

周天早上9:00~11:00英语课，下午3:00~5:00珠心算。周天晚上可以休息，但需要练钢琴，6:00~8:00练琴两小时，整理一下书包，睡觉，准备周一上课。

Facing the timetable posted on the wall, Little Chu Feng took a deep breath.

He hates Friday, but also Saturday and Sunday.

— When will this weekend end?

Come on Monday.

Little Chu Feng prayed in his heart.He wanted to go to Xie Shiyu's house to play.

The immature fingers moved back to the black and white keys, and the stuttering notes popped out again, echoing on Friday night...