In the southeast corner of the room, there is only one window sill, on which is a pedal wheel lighter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This kind of pedal wheel lighter is not common these days, so I walked over and pinched the lighter and looked at it. I don't know how long this lighter hadn't been touched, and there was a thick layer of dust on it.

I didn't think much about the lighter back in its original position, just lay on the bed with my hands behind my head, quietly thinking about the past.

At this moment, suddenly there was a commotion outside the hotel.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, open the door, I beg you, you open the door, I think too much, it's me who is wrong!" Accompanied by the sound of talking. There was also a flurry of slapping after slapping. It seems that the man is beating himself.

I opened the door of the hotel and looked at it, and the sound seemed to be coming from the fourth floor. I didn't care about it at the time, so I closed the door and continued to sleep on the bed.

But not long after, there was another commotion from above.

"Daughter-in-law, I was really wrong. I beg you to open the door. This time, I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

At first, the man had a begging tone, but now he was using a slightly frightened tone.

I covered my ears, but I couldn't stop the howl.

I couldn't get angry, so I put on my slippers and went downstairs. When I arrived at the front desk, I held back the anger in my heart and said: Boss, you go to the fourth floor to have a look, and you don't sleep at one o'clock in the middle of the night. What is this all about?

The proprietress was still munching on melon seeds, looking at Zhen Huan's biography, and said impatiently: It's all said, our business is good, and there are many customers. Don't be curious about what's going on at night.

I said, "It's not that I'm curious or not, can't you hear the noisy people who can't sleep at night?"

The man's voice, so loud that it absolutely shocked all the rooms of the hotel, and I was sure that the hostess would have heard it if she was not deaf.

The proprietress snapped, threw the melon seeds into the fruit bowl, pointed at me and said, "Hey, I said you young man, why are you so wide?" Sleep when you should go, don't ask anything else, you know?

I muttered a phrase in my mouth: what a service attitude.

turned around and walked back to the room, still I couldn't sleep if I wanted to, after all, I had slept during the day, and secondly, the hotel was noisy, I couldn't sleep anyway, and I didn't know how the uncle in the suit and the second master could bear it.

Originally, I thought that when the little couple had enough of arguing, it would stop. Unexpectedly, after arguing for more than an hour, the man was still wailing.

I gritted my teeth, put on my slippers, and went straight to the fourth floor.

When you go to the fourth floor, you can see that the staircase on this floor is full of briquettes, and there are gas stoves and various cooking utensils stacked on the outside of the house, which seems to provide long-term residence.

I thought to myself: no wonder.

Seeing the man kneeling on the ground, wailing incessantly, I walked over and persuaded him: Big brother, are you angry with your sister-in-law? I think it's better to discuss it, you see that it's a big night, everyone has to sleep, right?

The man turned his head, with tears still on his face, and said, "No, my daughter-in-law is going to commit suicide."

I glared, gasped, and said, "Then you should call the police!"

Damn, this person's life is at stake, it's useless to wail here. I quickly took out my mobile phone, and was about to call the emergency and police when suddenly the door of the next room opened, and a young woman about 30 years old came out.

She was wearing pajamas, and looking at her sleepy appearance, she was obviously woken up as well.

She said, "Come here, young man."

I looked left and right, and in the staircase, I was with this middle-aged man, and the man who was kneeling on the ground and crying looked like he was thirty years old, so this young woman must be calling me.

"Eldest sister, what are you doing?" I walked over and asked.

The young woman leaned into my ear and whispered, "This man is mentally ill, and every ten days and a half months, he will always get sick." His wife had already committed suicide and died.

"What?" I turned my head to look at the man, who was kneeling at the door, wailing incessantly, begging his daughter-in-law to open the door.

The young woman said: His wife turned on the gas and committed suicide at home, and died a few years ago. This man also went crazy later, often like this, don't you see? With so many neighbors, who cares about him? No one paid attention to him, everyone knew that he was irritated and had a problem with his head.

"I see?" It dawned on me that no wonder I thought at first, the residents around here are so unkind, they don't even come out to see, and it's not once or twice that they dare to be affectionate.

Then the young woman said, "Go back to sleep, young man, it's all right, ah."

I said, "Thank you, big sister, thank you very much."

The young woman went back to the house and went back to sleep, while I turned and went downstairs. But as soon as I took two steps, the man who was kneeling on the ground immediately got up, ran over, grabbed my arm, and said, "Brother, I beg you, help me open the door, my daughter-in-law is dying."

I was very embarrassed and said: Big brother, let's mourn. Kisui Maruka.

The man was stunned for a moment and said: My daughter-in-law is not dead yet, she is really not dead, brother, you can help me open the door.

I said, "You can drive it yourself, you really can't just kick it with your foot."

But he just pulled me and didn't let go, so he had to ask me to help him open the door, I said: Okay, okay, I'll knock on the door for you, as for your daughter-in-law whether to open it, then I can't care.

He was moved and thanked again and again, and said: Brother, you are so good, I... I've knelt down and kowtowed to you.

When he spoke, he really knelt down and kowtowed to me, I quickly helped him up and said: Kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents, in addition, don't kneel indiscriminately, men must have dignity.

He folded his hands and thanked him repeatedly, and I walked to his door, knocked lightly on the door, and asked, "Uh... Eldest sister, you see that this big brother sincerely begs you, just open the door, what do you have to talk about, okay?

I knew his daughter-in-law was dead, and that this man was a psychopath. But I know that there are times when things seem completely meaningless, but if you lend a hand, the outcome may not be the same.

I'm just trying to cooperate with this man, so that he feels that his daughter-in-law is indeed alive, not to mention anything else, at least to make his mood a little better this time.

But as soon as I knocked on the door, the door creaked, and a crack slowly opened.

When I go, the door is unlocked?

The door was unlocked, and when I pushed it, it opened, and it was pitch black, but by the faint moonlight I could see the furnishings.

This is a single room, very clean, very tidy, the room is quiet, full of pictures of women, but the woman must not exist anymore.

"Daughter-in-law, you are finally willing to see me." The moment I pushed open the door, the man was crying, and rushed into the room, kneeling beside the bed, crying incessantly.

"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong, don't do this again in the future, okay? I beg you, I beg you. ”

I could see clearly that there was no one in the bed, and that his daughter-in-law was only living in his crazy brain, so I sighed, closed the door, and prepared to go back to sleep.

I thought to myself, in this society, if everyone reached out and cooperated with this mentally ill person to act out a scene where his wife was still there, maybe this man would not be so disturbing to the people. However, in today's society, nothing is about oneself, and as long as it has nothing to do with oneself, no one is too lazy to care.

I thought that was the end of the matter, and I could go back and get a good night's sleep. As soon as I turned around, before I could get out of the staircase, suddenly the man ran out, and this time, I turned my head and was startled!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he was still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and the moment he rushed over, he directly pressed me to the ground, put the kitchen knife on my neck, and shouted: Who are you! What does it have to do with my daughter-in-law! Why didn't she open the door when I shouted, but she opened it when you shouted?

Damn, it seems that I'm still too young, no wonder no one wants to help him, no one dares to help him.

I heard that it is not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill someone, and at this moment he has a big kitchen knife on my neck, and if he is emotionally unstable and directly hacks me to death, it will be a great loss.

I didn't know how to answer, when suddenly a woman came out of his room and hurriedly said: Da Zhuang, don't kill him, I have nothing to do with him.

What the! Isn't his daughter-in-law dead?