Zhang Ping opened his eyes in the dark, and there was a commotion upstairs again, the woman's voice poured into his ears, and his heart became restless again. He lives on the second floor, and the woman on the third floor has just moved in, and I don't know if it's the owner or the tenant, and she doesn't stop every night. He had never seen this woman before, only heard the sound of high heels going upstairs, and he guessed it was this woman. This neighborhood is very shabby, most of the residents are elderly, especially his unit, there are few residents, it is always quiet, and he has never heard the sound of high heels before the woman comes. When the woman came, he couldn't remember. He guessed that she was that kind of person, the house must have been rented, he had never seen the landlord upstairs, he hadn't been here for long, about a year, and he was also a tenant, greedy for cheap rent here. The neighborhood is too dilapidated, two rows of old-fashioned, peeling old buildings, standing on the west side of the national highway, and it is also the only community on the west side, the others are some shops facing the street, most of them are car repairers, selling furniture, small processing factories, hotels, freight stations, etc., behind these shops, the community is a village, west of the village is a wasteland wheat field, compared with the east side of the prosperous national highway, this is simply a slum. At night, the surroundings are dark, and from time to time there are all kinds of bird calls, which seem to be birds in the night, making wowing sounds and cooing sounds. The roosters in the village seem to have their biological clocks out of order, and they always croak at two o'clock in the middle of the night. These sounds did not interfere with Zhang Ping's sleep, and he even liked them, which made him feel like he was in a paradise rather than a cold city. However, the arrival of the woman disrupted this beautiful atmosphere. At first, he was excited, her voice made him excited, it was the most beautiful sound in a long lonely night, but after a long time, it was annoying, he needed sleep, sleep was very important to him, his work was very hard, he was a delivery boy.

On this day, he received an order, looked at the address, it was the community where he lived, the customer ordered a noodle, he rode a motorcycle, delivered it to the customer as soon as possible, came to the door of the community, he called to ask the customer's specific address, a woman's soft voice came from the other end of the phone, she told him the address, Zhang Ping did not expect, it was the female neighbor. He came to the unit building with ease, climbed to the east of the third floor, knocked on the door, he was a little excited, he could see the true face of this female neighbor, the door opened, it opened very wide, and the woman appeared in the door, with a medium appearance, a little powder, and a black perm piled up on her neck, twenty-four or five years old. She smiled at Zhang Ping, smiled very charmingly, took the things in Zhang Ping's hand, said thank you, Zhang Ping nodded symbolically and said you're welcome, and then turned to leave, the moment he turned around, the woman "hey" and stopped him, Zhang Ping turned around and asked what was wrong, the woman didn't say anything, pursed her lips and smiled and closed the door, her eyes hooked him. Zhang Ping thought, this woman really did that, she refused to let go of any man she had ever seen. Did she know him? He thought. I don't think I know. When Zhang Ping walked downstairs, he received a text message, he opened it, and saw that it was written, handsome guy, if you are lonely, find me. It was sent by the woman. Zhang Ping calmly loaded his mobile phone, he was not an untrained little boy, and in the face of the temptation of this kind of woman, his heart could not make any waves.

Zhang Ping dragged his tired body home after work, it was very late, and the strange birds in the distance began to chirp, as did the woman upstairs. Zhang Ping took a hot bath, lay down comfortably on the bed, he listened carefully to the voice of the woman upstairs, today he is not in a hurry to sleep, tomorrow he rests, he wants to listen to this woman's voice, because he has seen her, everything is different, it makes him even more excited, and even his heart is surging, he imagines the woman's good-looking appearance, so tempting, so likable, as if in front of his face. Tomorrow to go to her, he made a decision. In order not to be preempted by other men, he immediately sent her a message, hello, I am today's takeaway brother, I am lonely, I want you to accompany me, do you have time tomorrow?

The next day, Zhang Ping woke up and saw the woman's reply, and the message was sent at 4 o'clock in the morning: Come at night.

Zhang Ping knocked on the woman's door at 9 p.m.

There is a wall lamp in the woman's room, the light is very dim and dim, Zhang Ping walked in, a sense of oppression hit, maybe the lights in his house are too bright, and he can't adapt to this dim light for the time being, but it seems to be more feeling. The furniture and sofas are immersed in this darkness, and the shadows are cast on the ground.

The woman led Zhang Ping into the bedroom, the bedroom near the balcony, Zhang Ping thought, this bedroom is where she "does business", she herself must usually sleep in the master bedroom next door, right?

They had a crazy night.

Zhang Ping learned that the woman's name was Lianlian. Zhang Ping knew in his heart that this was a fake name, and for women like them, their ID cards might be fake.

Zhang Ping became a frequent visitor to Lianlian. Lianlian seems to like Zhang Ping very much, Zhang Ping is indeed not bad-looking, although he has a baby face and a weak appearance, he is actually very manly. Although as a guest, Zhang Ping never treated her rudely, he treated her like a lover, perhaps, this is the real reason why Lianlian likes him.

One day, Lianlian didn't want his money, and she said let's fall in love. Zhang Ping was startled and stopped looking for her.

From that day on, he never heard the sound of Lianlian upstairs, not even the sound of walking. He thought, maybe she'd moved away.

Zhang Ping talked about a girlfriend, his girlfriend worked as a cashier in a shopping mall, she was a lively and cheerful girl, and Zhang Ping liked her very much. After a few dates, they moved in together and his girlfriend moved into his apartment. The night they moved in, they were really together. Zhang Ping hugged his girlfriend, that kind of heartbeat is different from that kind of woman, this is the ultimate emotion of men and women, the sublimation of love.

Zhang Ping and his girlfriend live a sweet life, and with love, Zhang Ping is more energetic at work. On this day, he received a list, the customer asked for a noodle, the address is the community where he lives, somehow, he has a bad premonition in his heart, always feels that it is Lianlian, although the phone number is different, he dialed over, asked for the specific address, there was a hoarse and unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone, the customer seems to have asthma, it is very difficult to breathe, she said that she is in the east household on the third floor of Unit 2 of the South Row Building, Zhang Ping's heart trembled, isn't this his own upstairs, Lianlian's home? But it's not her who listens to the voice, is it a new move? He works during the day, and if someone really moves in, he won't know. Maybe it's a new move, he thought, rode into the community, climbed up to the third floor, and came to the east door, he stood for a while, and knocked on the door. The door opened a crack, and an arm with a healthy wheat color stretched out, Zhang Ping handed the thing to this hand, the person in the door didn't seem to want Zhang Ping to see his appearance, and Zhang Ping didn't want to see the person's appearance, after handing over the things to him, he turned around and left. He heard the door close softly behind him.

Every two days in the future, Zhang Ping will receive orders from this person, this customer always eats noodles, and it seems that this person has a soft spot for noodles. He remembered that she and Lian Lian met through an interview. He was a little scared, he never knew if it was Lianlian's face in that door, he restrained himself from looking at that face every time, he didn't want to have anything to do with her, none of them owed anyone, to be honest, he really didn't need to worry about anything, but he still couldn't suppress his fear, he felt that there was a haunting aura that began to surround him.

The customer's order was changed from daytime to night, the first few times were in the morning, and the other days it was 9 o'clock in the evening. He felt more and more that this matter was strange, why he always received orders from this person. Once, he plucked up the courage to look through the crack in the door, but there was no light on in the room, it was dark, only one arm was stretched out, and I don't know if it was a lesion, or because of the light, the color of the arm was no longer a healthy wheat, and the arm was black, and there were a few spots.

A few days later, at 9 p.m., when Mr. Zhang was serving the customer again, the arm began to show signs of decay, and oil was pouring out of the flesh. After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ping quit his job as a food delivery and moved out of here to another city with his girlfriend.

This dilapidated community, this unit, is one less person, and it is even more deserted. In fact, Zhang Ping was not alone, his landlord upstairs, on the third floor, came to collect rent, knocked on the door for a long time and did not respond, he took the spare key and opened it without authorization, and saw the dead tenant - Lianlian. Lianlian was hanging on the drying rack on the balcony, it looked like she had been dead for a long time, it was summer again, the corpse was decomposing quickly, and not only corpse spots appeared on Lianlian's body, but also oil appeared.

Zhang Ping never knew who the person in the door on the third floor was, and he didn't either, and it was impossible for him to know Lianlian's whereabouts. Later, he started a family and worked as a long-distance truck driver, and his wife was not the girlfriend, but a girl he knew. Sometimes, when he drives on an empty and wide asphalt road, when he thinks about the experience in his life, the first thing that comes to mind is not the girlfriend, not the motorcycle that walks the streets, but Lianlian.

Lianlian, who loves him in another world.