Chapter 54: Comedy in Tragedy
Have you ever tried watching from the top floor of an empty high-rise building? Would you be scared of that dizzy, almost suffocating feeling?
You think that falling from the top down will relieve the pain, but you don't know how unbearable the mental struggle will be before this, but the destruction of life is always more tormented than the fall of four seconds, and we are cowardly after all.
Therefore, some people will commit suicide, some people will die, and we keep fantasizing about the pleasure of trampling on the enemy for our own selfish interests, and we keep telling ourselves not to be abandoned by life.
After learning the news of Wang Tao's death from the building, I guess the most painful person should be Wang Tao's family, and Wang Ying, who has just left in front of my eyes, should not know the news that her sister has died.
I immediately dialed Jiang Xiaoqiao's phone number, and I couldn't wait to share this sad looking good news with her.
It's a pity that Jiang Xiaoqiao's phone was turned off, and I made two calls in a row, but it was still turned off.
I hurriedly called Liang Xue, because Liang Xue lived in Jiang Xiaoqiao's house, and should know Jiang Xiaoqiao's whereabouts, but although Liang Xue's phone could be reached, no one answered.
With no one responding to my big news, I quickly lost interest in sharing, got up and went to the bathroom, put hot water in the tub, and continued to wonder if I should go to the room on the second floor, which was full of other people's memories.
I reclined on the soft couch and listened to the sound of the pendulum in the room, swaying from side to side in a dull way.
The wall clock in the house is old-fashioned and doesn't fit in with the decoration of the house, so every time I come in, I stare at the clock for a while, like tasting a jar of old wine.
Although the smell of brand new furniture is everywhere in the villa, the old-fashioned furniture in a few corners exposes the sensibility and nostalgia of the owner of the house. In a new environment, there is always a taste of the past.
It was supposed that the sofa was too soft, and it was too comfortable to lie on it, so that I was about to fall asleep when I relaxed. I suddenly remembered that there was still hot water in the bathroom, so I hurriedly got up and rushed in and turned off the faucet.
I turned around and stood in front of the mirror, looked at my slightly ordinary self in the mirror, and reached out to touch the finely made mirror in front of me, I suddenly felt that my personal value was not worthy of this five-digit mirror.
This sense of inferiority complex is getting stronger and stronger, and it also makes me feel inferior.
I suddenly became more timid to go to the room on the second floor, not only afraid to learn about Fang Wenke and Wang Ying's past, but also afraid that I would see those experiences that I had never touched in my life.
After all, the status and value of people are different, and many times insight determines a person's mind and erudition, but I have never had any of them.
If I had seen the past of him and her, I think the gap between class and wealth would have been more deeply seared between me and Fang Wenke.
I've had enough low self-esteem, and I don't want to torture myself with my eyes anymore.
At this time, the silence and emptiness in the house were broken by the sudden sound of the door opening, Fang Wenke came back from the hospital, I walked from the bathroom to the door, and looked at the exhausted Fang Wenke in front of me.
"How? Is Dad okay? I asked with concern.
"The situation is not optimistic, don't talk about this. Baby, have you eaten? Fang Wenke took off his shoes and hugged me.
"I didn't eat it! I'm going to starve to death! What about your mother? Aren't you coming back tonight? ”
"She hardly comes home at night, and she has a boyfriend."
"Yes! Your mother is so good, she should be pursued by many people. ”
Fang Wenke looked at me and smiled, then went to the bathroom.
"Wang Ying came just now, she opened the door by herself, came in and packed some of her luggage, and left." I turned on the TV as if nothing had happened, and yelled at the bathroom.
Except for the sound of the faucet, there was silence for three full seconds on the other end of the bathroom, and then Fang Wenke's voice came out: "It's okay, she told me that she was coming to get the luggage, she used to have the key to my house, and I will find someone to change the lock in a few days." ”
"It's okay, I don't mind." I said this seemingly generous sentence against my will.
Fang Wenke walked out with a towel, sat down next to me, and said teasingly, "I really don't mind?" So how do I smell a smell of vinegar? ”
I hit him twice on the head with the remote control and said, "She was deliberately angry with me just now, saying that I should visit the leftmost room on the second floor of your house, and she opened the door for me, and even turned on the light for me." ”
"And you're going to see it?" Fang Wenke looked at me nervously out of instinctive surprise.
"No, I was afraid that I would be angry when I went in, so I didn't dare to go. You go to the second floor and turn off the lights in that room, and lock the door, and it's better not to give me a chance to go in. I said intently as I watched the TV.
Fang Wenke heard that I didn't go to that room, took a long breath, and said relaxedly: "I'll find someone to clean that room in two days!" That's all in the past, don't take it personally. ”
"As long as you love me." I turned my head to look into Fang Wenke's eyes and gently put a stamp on his lips.
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you! Fang Wenke got up and walked to the kitchen.
"You can eat anything! Oh! That's right! Do you know that Wang Ying's sister Wang Tao committed suicide by jumping off a building? At five o'clock just now, in Hongqi Building, I saw this local news on Weibo! ”
"What! Sister Wang Tao committed suicide? ”
Fang Wenke was surprised and looked at me with a look of disbelief.