When I woke up, my throat felt like a cracked walnut, I picked up the mineral water next to the TV in the hotel naked, sat on the floor of the floor-to-ceiling window with white curtains, unscrewed the lid, and drank a few large sips of water, opening a little gap to let the light sneak in.

The hotel is located on the 22nd floor of the Japanese restaurant where I ate before, and you can see the scene of the entire Xicheng Street through a little gap, with the traffic surging, pedestrians taking their own purchased goods and clothes strolling in front of the square, and a few foreigners holding accordions and playing I don't know what kind of melody it is. I took a few more sips, coughed dryly, and turned my head to look at the woman who was still asleep on the big bed.

She lay on her side on the bed, holding the quilt, holding the quilt with both hands like a baby, a beautifully shaped ** was exposed, and her snow-white calves were on the sheet. From my vantage point, I couldn't perceive the position of her other leg, as if it had never been on her body. The hair is scattered and obscures the face. I tried to figure out what she looked like from memory, but it was as if something was blocking it. Let's wait until she gets up and take a closer look.

I put on my T-shirt and jeans, lit a cigarette, and went back to the floor-to-ceiling windows to peek downstairs.

It was past nine o'clock when she opened her eyes, and after looking around in amazement, she finally turned her gaze on me, with silent words waiting for an explanation.

"It might take a little while, do you want to hear it?" I snuffed out my cigarette in the ashtray. The woman didn't speak, she looked at me motionlessly.

"Yesterday it was about eight o'clock in the evening, I had dinner at my grandmother's house, and I went to Qiu Yu's bar for a drink, which is a retro bar not far from here, since high school, I would go in my free time, and since then it has been more than ten years, but the bar has not changed, and all day long there is rock music from the 60s to the 90s, such as beyond, the Beatles, and the beachboys, and occasionally some michealjackson. He invited me to a lot of beer and some peanuts because I hadn't seen you for a long time, and we talked until about half past nine, when you walked in through the door, and because the lights were so dim and you were so drunk that you were shaking your head down, I didn't see you clearly, or saw clearly at some point and then forgot about it. You sat at the bar two seats away from me and asked for a full glass of whiskey, and you could tell you were in a worse mood than the weather outside. There weren't many people at the bar at this time, just two Russian men looking around like hunters drinking vodka. But to be honest, his bar wouldn't have been crowded with people.

"When the hour hand jumped to ten o'clock, one of the Russian men came up to you and talked to you, because the music was so loud that I couldn't hear what you were saying, and even though you looked like you were roaring, not a word could fit into my ears. When a man tried to hug you, he was stopped by Qiu Yu in time, he has a pure sense of justice, so even if he drinks too much at his house, he doesn't have to worry about being stolen or lost, of course, he will have his destiny when he walks out of that door. When the minute hand jumped to 40 minutes, the two men walked away, and I was about to go home, but I was stopped by Qiu Yu, at this time you were already lying unconscious on the bar, and the chest of your brown dress was stained with your vomit, but fortunately you put your mink jacket on another chair in advance, otherwise you would not have been spared.

"Qiu Yu stopped me and said, 'Please take her home, I don't accept drunk women here.' But we can't find any information about your address in your wallet, maybe it's on your phone, but we're not hackers and can't get through the loopholes. So, I brought you here. Do you understand what I'm talking about?" I lit another cigarette. The woman nodded, pulled up the quilt to cover her body, and got out of bed to look for clothes.

"I washed your dress and hung it in the bathroom, I don't know if it's dry now. ”

"Thank you!" the woman dragged the quilt into the bathroom, and after a while, she heard the sound of a hair dryer coming from the bathroom.

I walked to the bathroom door, knocked twice on the door that was closed, and said, "If it's okay, I'm still going to go." The sound of the hair dryer suddenly stopped, and when the rustling was over, the bathroom door opened, and the woman was wrapped in a bath towel and the quilt was lying limply on the bathroom tiles.

"Thank you very much for taking care of me, I'm sorry to delay you for so long. If we say or do what we did last night, of course it's my responsibility, and I don't blame anyone else, but I hope you don't tell it to the public," the woman said, bowing her head.

"Don't worry, nothing happened to us, what you said, it seems to say a lot, but under the influence of alcohol, every word is like a biscuit soaked in water, it is no longer the same, so please rest assured again, it will not have any adverse effects on you," I put on the zipper of my down jacket, "Is there any more problem?"

"But why would I be lying naked in bed?"

"I took off my dress and high heels because I was afraid that I would stain the bed, and you took off your bra and underwear yourself, maybe it's been a long-standing sleeping habit. ”

"Can I trust you?"

"If there is a Bible, I can put my hand on it and swear to the Buddha. ”

The woman nodded and closed the bathroom door.

"I've paid the money, you can stay until 12 o'clock at noon, when you check out, just take the key card, I'll go first," I said I opened the door of the hotel and walked out. The hair dryer was still ringing behind me, and I closed the door, my dark blue sneakers on the soft carpet, which was as high as some kind of animal fur. Maybe it really was the fur of some kind of animal, only to be separated from the blood-red muscles and given a new life, a life without signs of life, a life as cold as a machine.