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Today, other than having the good luck to pick up a hot chick, my luck has been terrible.

In the morning, I received a phone call. It was a call from my company telling me that I have been fired. After that, I threw my handphone away in anger, and it happened to fall into the river. There goes my 300 bucks Motorola Cottage phone.

After that, I went to an ATM to withdraw money to pay my rent. But who knows that the money in my ATM card had been pilfered by hackers, and my card was eaten up the ATM machine? Oh, high and almighty bank, the 500 bucks in my card is to supposed to be used for paying my rental expenses!

Next, the bicycle which had accompanied me for 3 or more years left my side. It was ‘arrested’ by an inspector uncle for being too old and clunky and was considered a road safety hazard.

I did even not have dinner, and muddle-headedly return to the cell where I live in.

And found that there was a BMW parked below my flat.

Looking out the window, I was surprised to see a female driver, lying on top of the steering wheel. I do not know why, but her shoulders were twitching.

It was not really my business, so I did not really care about it.

Walking through the neighbourhood, I sneaked a glance in all directions. Surely heaven is not so cruel to me? I am sure that God will provide me with a way out!

I did not know whose house had planted some green vegetables in their garden. The garden seemed to be abundant with the plants.

I stretched out my hand, and sneakily took one stem of vegetable. After washing away the soil, this plant could be used to make a vegetable porridge. What is even better is that this green vegetable is definitely fresh!

My home is on the fifth floor, a 3 room flat with a hall. I rented the middle room, and my rental is about 500 bucks a month. As for why the rental is so low, it is because other people are not willing to rent this place. At first I thought there are ghosts here. But it turns out that my neighbours are a bit more ‘special’.

The women living in the room to the left of my room often brings some middle age men home. Then the room seemed to shake and you could hear the sounds of panting, moaning and groaning. Of course, such a straight and sweet man like myself have no idea what they were doing.

As for my neighbours on the right, it is rented by several university students who are forming their own band. There is a guy in the room who would play his drums and sing loudly every night as he tried to compose some music.

Therefore, it is not surprising for me to wake up into the middle of the night, with two types of sounds drifting into my room.

“arrhh. Aiya.. Arrrhh.. Arrhhh… Ohhhh…!”

“You died already and you still want love…..” [Lyrics to a self-composed song]

“arrhh. Aiya.. Arrrhh.. Arrhhh… Ohhhh…!”

“You died already and you still want MORE LOVEEEE….”

Therefore, in loneliness of the night, while I am sleeping, I often I wish that I

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