YesNo Puzzle Collection

Soon after my wife died, my son brought home a stray dog. When I saw them in the backyard, I personally killed my son.

I was just disinfecting, but doctors and nurses rushed in and restrained me on the floor.

The light in Room 404 was always on. Every night, someone would go in to sleep, but the next day's records showed: no one had ever checked in there. The cleaner said: the sheets were warm. The manager said: she was already dead. —Why?

Old Zhou took the medicine and survived. Others also took the medicine and survived. Later, only Old Zhou was imprisoned for ten years. They still went to the mountains to gather herbs every year. No one mentioned how poisonous the rain was that spring. —Why?

The white dove and crow exchanged clothes; autumn wind couldn't pass 'Jade Gate Pass.' The white dove vanished, and there was 'light' in the crow's eyes. Time sped up; I couldn't hide it. The crow reached its end, new life given to the white dove. He arranged a huge sum, his will stating: 'Money is meaningless, I only wish her well.' He said his death was not an accident, everything was related to her. I was startled—it was her! How? Confused, maddened, I couldn't find her. After she left, I understood. She said she didn't see him one last time. She said she knew his secret with her. He thought he gave hope, but she couldn't obtain it. The crow just missed the white dove. The Dragon Gate is hard to leap, the Weak Water hard to cross; the white dove changes feathers, the crow suffers bitterly.

She wore white gloves, like a snowflake under the night light. Patients said she was light, like a dream. Family members said she was warm, like light. Only the surveillance camera remained silent. Her hands never trembled. Giving injections, writing, signing off, wiping away tears, then taking a new patient chart. She never refused any 'please save him.' Her hands were never stained with blood. Clean, steady, just like her catchphrase: 'Don't worry, I'll take care of it.'

At 2:30 AM, he taped a rain-soaked old train ticket over the peephole, blocking the hallway light outside. A wet umbrella 'cried' in the living room. In the shoe cabinet, there was a single pair of polished white sneakers, and he carefully blow-dried their soles. He dropped marbles into the boiling porridge on the stove, clinking. At 4:30 AM, the hibiscus was awake. He twisted a bedsheet into a lifebuoy, sat inside it, and dialed a disconnected number, hearing only the sound of fine rain. In the morning, he set all the clocks in the house back three minutes, cut off his hair, put it in a glass bottle with water, and prepared to take it to the beach. After doing all this, he put an old bandage on his head and set out.

Ten years is an inverted album. Clara's skirt hem caught in the September wind. The sixth photo's edge curled—Ethan's sweaty palm as she handed him the camera. Counting folds to the three hundred sixtieth night. 'Brother, I'm cold' seeped through radio static. Forged diaries repeated rain. When the hidden wall key rusted, Ethan began to tremble. Shattered moonlight crawled from wall cracks. In the seventh year, on Frost's Descent, the secret room door opened. He straightened his tie for him like a nurse arranging his mother's remains. The suicide note was lighter than the half-gasp she didn't utter when she fell. On his last day, he stood downstairs, his hair lifted towards the window by the wind. His ID badge flipped, 'Logistics' sinking into twenty-year-old bloodstains. 'Send him back to where he came from,' he said. Sycamore leaves fell into her old desk, echoing the faint sound of a broken thermos from that year.

A family was watching TV in the living room when the father suddenly stood up, walked into the bedroom, and never came out again. The police arrived, checked the surveillance, and entered the bedroom, but found nothing. Ten years later, the father reappeared in his original spot, sat down to watch TV, as if nothing had happened. What happened during those ten years?

After her father passed away, the girl showed the police a card taped to his headboard and said, 'He never even saw that card.' The police asked, 'Didn't you see him tape it there yourself?' The girl replied, 'I did see it, but I'm sure... that wasn't my dad.'

Every night, the boy would say, 'The person under the bed is here again.' His parents comforted him, saying it was just a dream. On the fourth day, the boy was gone, but an extra blanket appeared on the bed.

An ordinary employee was 'set up' by a capitalist. As a result, he became the company's only loss-maker, yet he earned everyone's admiration and respect. Why?