Before leaving Catwoman's house, she sent me to the door, we didn't speak, just hugged each other and kissed, but all this was not out of love or **, just a simple need to hug and hug, need to kiss and kiss, and it was a natural thing. When I turned around, she had closed the door. The sky was a little hazy, and the chimney on the roof was emitting light gray smoke, and it climbed up some ladder in the air to the horizon.

I was sitting in the car and was about to dial Ant's phone when a call came in that didn't show the host number. I got on the phone.

"Hey, hello," I said.

"Can you give me five minutes?" The voice of a strange woman.

"I don't need insurance, I don't need a loan, and I'm driving right now, so if nothing else, I'm just hanging up the phone."

"Five minutes is good, people have tens of millions of minutes in their lives to use, only five minutes, and it won't bother you in the slightest."

I was silent. Quietly glanced at his watch.

"Thirty seconds have passed, and four and a half minutes remaining, can you say a word? It's okay to respond to the harmony that doesn't matter. ”

"I don't know who you really are. But I need to make the necessary phone call to my friends now, otherwise I risk missing the best call, you know? ”

"Yes, so I won't take too long of your time. Well, I'll cut it short, I wish you could hug me a bit. ”

"Now? In front of me was the steering wheel, and if I held it, the car would kiss the fence next to it. ”

"Then kiss my forehead, eyes, mouth, earlobes, and neck..."

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but it's not rude, I think. If it's a ** phone call, I want you to find someone else, I don't really have much time. ”

"Hands grip my back, soft skin."

I hung up the phone without waiting for her to finish and dialed Ant's mobile phone. There was no answer several times in a row, presumably because he was busy socializing before marriage and couldn't hear the phone ringing. I parked my car in the abandoned vacant lot where I had parked the last time I came to Temple Street with Catwoman. Light a cigarette and take a deep breath. When I brought my phone to my face, the phone without showing the host number had not been interrupted since the day I came back, was it just to have a chat with me on the phone? The ant's call has been delayed, and Catwoman has lost her wonderful abilities, so what am I supposed to do now? "What should be there, will come at the right time."

One cigarette quickly went out, and I lit another one, turning up the volume on the stereo, which was still MilesDavis' jazz "sowhat". I lowered the back of my seat, extinguished my cigarette, sank deep into my seat, closed my eyes, and let the darkness disappear around me.

The train shook abruptly and stopped. "Hello passengers. We apologize for any inconvenience caused by a circuit problem that may cause an emergency stop when the current train is passing through the tunnel. The staff is rushing to repair in time, please rest assured. ”

When I opened my eyes, it was dark, except for the green light in the toilet at the junction of the carriages. After the broadcast stopped, the whining in the carriage and the cry of the child gradually sounded like boiling water. I was about to get up and move my stiff limbs, but the person next to me held my right hand tightly.

"Can you sit with me a little longer," was the woman's voice from before, but it was too dark to see her in the carriage.

I sat down slowly, her head resting on my right shoulder, her hands around my arm.

"Who are you?" I asked. She didn't answer, didn't make any movement other than a well-proportioned breath. But the frequency of her heartbeat coming from her right arm was steady and quiet, as if the noise around her could not squeeze into her ears at all.

The middle-aged man on the left, who was supposed to be reading a book, kept banging on the square table in the seat in front of him, and the young woman in front of him was shouting hoarse insults to the train staff along with her child.

She must have fallen asleep, and I reached out my left hand and gently brushed her face, without the touch of hair, as smooth and elastic as a pudding just taken out of the refrigerator. With the help of my voice and skin, I quickly searched for women who had similar conditions in my memory, but was interrupted again and again by the noise around me.

"I want to go to the bathroom," she said, straightening up.

"I'll go with you," I said.

"No, you can't go anywhere, or I won't find you." I nodded, though I didn't know if she could see it. She moved her petite body out of the way and into the hallway, disappearing into the darkness.

The radio "ding" sounded, "The train fault is lifted, please sit in your seats, the train is about to start." The noise subsided until the train exited the tunnel. The carriage saw the light again, and everyone was back to their original state. The man on the left gently flipped through the books on the table, and the young woman in front of her held her child and sang a lullaby slowly. I saw that she hadn't come back for a long time, so I got up and went to the bathroom to look. But the bathroom was empty, and at this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Where are you? I can't find you. ”

I woke up from the seat of the car, the sun had set behind the tall building in the west, the phone was lying quietly in the passenger seat, the screen did not display any number incoming information, it was as empty as here, no cigarette butts, no monsters, nothing.