A dimly lit room with no lights, and heavy curtains blocking the moonlight from the window. On the bed, the woman bent her legs, leaned against the head of the bed, and listened to the slight snoring around her. The source of the sound came from a man, a man she didn't love. But even if he doesn't love him, now he is her rightful husband.

Touching the phone under the pillow, the woman unlocked it with her fingerprint. The blinding light made the woman squint, and after a few seconds, she felt a little used to it before opening it again. The time on the phone screen is displayed at 04:44.

She got up and went to the bathroom to go to the bathroom, but she didn't want to go back to bed. Inexplicably depressed, she walked lightly, passed by the living room, and went to the kitchen. After opening the refrigerator and looking around, she suddenly wanted to eat durian, but there was no one in the refrigerator. I can't recall that the last time I ate durian was a few days ago.

Disappointed, she closed the refrigerator door and touched the coffee table in the living room again. There was a lot of fruit on it, but she didn't have the slightest desire to eat it. With a sigh of relief, she remembered that the fruit shop not far from the neighborhood would open at about five o'clock. Looking up at the balcony without the curtains, she was stunned for about half a minute, then got up and walked to the entrance to change her shoes.

The house in this neighborhood is separated by a corridor less than two meters from the door, and the elevator is across the door. The elevator shows that it is now on the 18th floor. The woman pressed the down button, still not understanding the design of the building. Why install a door on the first floor of the staircase, but the key is only available to the property. It was obviously on the second floor, and it only took a few seconds to walk down, but now she had to wait for the elevator for a longer time.

In the short time that the elevator came down, the woman fantasized. If the elevator opens and there is a female ghost dressed in white or red, can she ask them to kill her? She feels inexplicably irritable now, and only when she is in this mood, she is not afraid of ghosts, and even wants to meet a ghost, preferably the kind that can scare her to death at a glance. Well, that's right, she wants to die.

The elevator reached the second floor, and with a ding, the elevator door opened, and there was no empty inside, and there was a person. Dressed in white, but not a female ghost, a man in a white shirt. She only glanced at it, then closed her eyes and entered the elevator. is not good at guessing age by his appearance, but just divides him into the ranks of good-looking young men.

She's been living here for a while, but she doesn't know all the neighbors because she doesn't like to go out. People who don't like to socialize will feel safe staying at home.

She forgot to press the elevator, and when she remembered, she realized that the man happened to be on the first floor, and the elevator had stopped.

Out of the elevator, there is no doubt that the man followed her all the way to the entrance of the community, who let this community have only one exit. It's just that she didn't expect that out of the community, the man would still be on the same road with her. She began to fantasize again that a psychopathic murderer followed her, stabbed her through her arteries when he made sure that no one was around, and then she died on the way. But all this is still only in her fantasy.

Coincidentally, the man also wanted to come and buy fruit. It's just that both of them obviously came early, and the fruit shop hasn't opened yet. At the entrance of the fruit store is the common fitness equipment for the elderly in some communities, and across the fitness equipment, it is the main road.

She found a random piece of equipment and sat down as if she were boneless. Her sitting appearance has always been like this, so her best friend Ran Ran always said: "You are very good-looking, with a slap face and a high nose bridge, but your temperament is not good, and your body is not good." ”

She has always felt that Ran Ran is a beauty in the eyes of her best friend, although her face is small, her cheekbones are a little high. The bridge of the nose is high, but the tip of the nose is as high as the pig's nose is not very obvious. The eyebrows are quite thick, but if you don't fix them, they will be like a mess of wild grass. The eyes are not big, the inner pair is still easy to swell, and before the femtosecond, the eyes are even more ugly, and occasionally look at people like white-eyed people. The forehead is high, the chin is short and not sharp, and there are two inconspicuous small buckteeth. In short, she herself does not feel pretty.

Feeling so tired from sitting, she looked at it and changed to a gym equipment with a backrest. Glancing at the fruit shop, I saw the man in the white shirt standing in front of the fruit shop. Standing straight, he didn't even lean against the wall. The man had his head down, feeling that he was about to look up, but she immediately turned her head to look at the side of the road, lest he think she was spying on him just now. She's like that, she's so weak that she never dares to look anyone in the eye for more than three seconds.

I looked at my phone, and it was only five and four o'clock. She flipped through the page of her mobile phone, was too lazy to play games, and clicked on the small video software.

In the first video, the picture is a few lines of text, and the background music doesn't know what song it is, so it's very sad.

"Girls from single-parent families are prone to early love and are prone to meeting scumbags. Especially single-parent families without fathers. Because they lack love and don't understand love, the scumbag treats her a little better, and she will think it's love. Because their definition of love generally starts from a low starting point. ”

After reading it, she felt that this copy was a bit of an afterthought. She's a single-parent family without a father, a scumbag? She has a lot of relationships, but she's not sure if they're scumbags. She only thinks that she is quite scumbag, does not love herself, and is still distracted.

She doesn't feel like this because her father ran away from home back then, she thinks it's because she doesn't love herself, has no principles, and has read too many novels and become a love brain. Although I don't want to admit it, she is rightly scumbag. is not only a scumbag, but also has no sense of responsibility, a cold-blooded and ruthless person. Even if she is pregnant with a child born in October, she can never contact her again.

A few minutes later, she heard the sound of a roller shutter opening behind her. When I looked back, it was the fruit shop that was open. As soon as the boss opened the door, he saw her and the man in the shirt who were about to go to the store, and said with a smile: "The two couples came to buy fruit so early." ”

She felt as if the shirt had glanced at her, but she didn't bother to raise her eyes to confirm it, nor did she bother to answer the boss, so she went straight into the store. The man in the shirt also seemed to be quite cold, and I didn't hear him explain anything to the boss.

She quickly picked a durian, and the boss helped her weigh it, and asked enthusiastically if she wanted to help her peel it. She nodded and asked, "How many?" , the boss still smiled and said, "Eighty-eight." ”

She directly scanned the payment code and paid the money. Hearing the reminder of arrival, the boss said "Huh?", then turned around and put on cotton gloves to help her peel durian.

She was standing at the cash register waiting, and suddenly she felt someone standing next to her, and she guessed that it was the man in the shirt. Afraid of getting in the way of him weighing, she moved to the side. Sure enough, as soon as she got out of the way, the man put a bag of oranges on the scale.

The boss looked back, and the movements in his hands didn't stop: "Do you want anything else, handsome guy?"

Shirt Man: "No. ”

His voice was low, probably because he had just gotten up, and he felt a little hoarse. But she knew that her voice was even more hoarse, because if she didn't speak for a few days, her voice would be inexplicably dumb. She sometimes wonders if she would just lose her voice if she didn't speak for a year.

It's not that she doesn't like to talk, and when she thinks about her time with her best friend, she can be regarded as a talker. She just doesn't like to talk to other people, including her mother-in-law at the age of a grandmother, and her husband at the age of her father. After getting married, she can stop beeping without talking, and anyway, she won't take the initiative to talk to them. She is actually quite envious of those who love to talk and can talk, and they seem to be cheerful and enthusiastic. For example, this fruit shop owner.

He took off his cotton gloves, replaced them with disposable gloves, and glanced back, as if he had calculated for a few seconds.

"Handsome guy, you have a total of forty-eight yuan and four cents, and you don't need to give four cents. ”

"Cash. ”

I probably didn't expect the shirt man to pay cash, and the boss had already started to help the peeled durians be packed into plastic boxes.

"Eh, don't you scan the code to pay?"

"I didn't bring my phone. ”

The shirt man is also concise and to the point. The boss sped up the speed of putting the durian and said, "That handsome guy, wait a minute, I'll help her install it first." ”

The shirt man didn't speak, and when the boss acquiesced, he took out another plastic box and continued to pack the remaining durians.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable in her throat, and she should have been comfortable coughing, but she didn't dare. She always feels that when her surroundings are quieter, she coughs, and others will think that she is deliberately trying to attract someone's attention. Even if others didn't misunderstand, she felt that her voice would be too abrupt, so she had to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Soon, the boss packed the durian and handed it to her.

"Beauty, your durian. ”

She hooked the corners of her mouth, took the durian and walked out of the fruit shop. This season, the sky dawns early. She looked at the horizon and wondered if she wanted to see the sunrise. Take out a box of durians and tear off the plastic wrap as you go.

She asked herself, why didn't she tell her boss not to use plastic wrap just now, did she not have a mouth? Why do you have a long mouth? You can't even speak, what are you doing with a long mouth?

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she was getting more and more angry with herself, biting her lower lip fiercely, and she didn't feel pain. angrily smashed the half-cut durian box of plastic wrap back into the bag, and she suddenly wanted to cry. But why? What is there to cry about. Hua Liangdui, you are his hypocrisy, get out!

She felt that the way she suddenly stood on the side of the road and was angry with herself must have been as ugly as a nervous disorder. With a big sigh, she rudely wiped away the tears that had flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and twisted her cheeks vigorously by the way. It didn't take long to screw it, just a few seconds, but half of the face that was twisted was already numb.

Feeling that someone seemed to be approaching behind her, she hurriedly walked to her home in the spirit of not wanting others to see her crying on the road early in the morning, thinking that she was a nervous disorder. She didn't forget to laugh at herself as she walked.

Are you also afraid that others will see you crying on the road like a fool? Didn't you cry while walking when you fell out of love before? Why do you want to lose face now?

She didn't know why she kept scolding herself in her heart, but she couldn't help but scold.

Before she knew it, she had walked to the elevator and pressed the up button. The elevator is on the 23A floor, which is actually the 24th floor. She thought it was funny again, what was wrong with four, even if it was changed to 23A, he would still be on the twenty-fourth floor, deceiving himself.

Just as she was thinking, she saw someone standing behind her in the blurry reflection of the elevator door. Although it was vague, judging from the white and black at the top, she also guessed that this person was probably the shirt man who went downstairs with her.

She thought to herself, she had just stood on the side of the road for a while, would this person be amorous and think that she was waiting for him on purpose?

The elevator arrived, and after entering the elevator, she turned around and glanced at the person who followed up, and sure enough, it was the shirt man. He shouldn't be misunderstood, right? Just thinking about it, the man in the shirt had already pressed the elevator, and the door was closed. The elevator was running, and she clearly saw that the man in the shirt seemed to want to turn his head and say something to her for a moment.

What did he want to say? Did he really misunderstand that she was waiting for him on purpose? Why didn't he ask, he asked, and asked her to explain. She sang a one-man show by herself and rehearsed it in her heart, thinking of several sets of lines to explain. As a result, he didn't plan to talk to her again until the ding.

Yes, with a ding, the elevator reached the eighteenth floor.

She suddenly reacted that she hadn't pressed the floor button. So, he wanted to stop talking just now, maybe he wanted to kindly remind her of this. She was suddenly glad he hadn't reminded her, otherwise she would have felt even more embarrassed.

But why didn't he go out? No, it was obvious that there was a dinging sound, but why didn't the elevator door open?