Text: Episode 6

1.

My name is Tao Qiwu and I am a nurse at the Seventh Hospital.

On May 16th, I worked the night shift and took over at 16:30.

At 8:07, I was lying in bed, thinking about my last night's visit to my girlfriend's house.

I have been with Ma Ting for a few years, and we should have reached the stage of talking about marriage, but we are still running long distances while "tug-of-war". Her family didn't look down on me, but she persisted, and I thanked her from the bottom of my heart, but I felt sorry for her.

Ma Ting always creates opportunities for me to spend more time with her family, and yesterday was no exception, her friend sent me beef from Inner Mongolia, and she asked me to go to her house to eat.

Every time I go to her house, I won't go empty-handed, although I know that a "big family" like Ma Ting's family looks down on a "small family" at the bottom of the society like me in their bones, and they don't look down on what I take, but the poor also want to save face. This time, I spent more than 500 yuan to buy two bottles of red wine, and I don't know what brand is good and what is the origin of the bar, I just thought: I can't go empty-handed.

As usual, Ma Ting's parents didn't say a word to me, only Ma Ting kept chatting with me for fear of being embarrassed. Her parents quickly finished eating and began to clean up the table, and I quickly stood up to help.

After the old couple finished cleaning up, they went back to their room and closed the door heavily.

I looked at Ma Ting, Ma Ting looked at me, gently grabbed my arm, and rubbed it on me.

"Thank you for your hard work." I stroked her head.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's all because I can't do things, and I'm stupid."

"How could it be, you're the best."

She sent me out, and I could see the tears in her eyes when I looked back to say goodbye to her.

If it's not suitable, don't stick to it anymore, I thought to myself.

At 8:12, I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my face with my hands, my mobile phone rang, and I looked at the caller ID to see that it was my mother's phone.

"You went to Ma Ting's house again yesterday? I saw the photos posted by her circle of friends! How much did you spend again? "Mom's head and face are straightforward.

"More than five hundred." I replied.

"Why are you such a loser? Is it easy for me and your dad? Don't blame me for saying you're nothing! If you don't make a lot of money, you know how to spend money! Look at Liu Haoran! See how good people are to him? Buy a house and a car! Look at you again! What does it look like! What to eat is not enough, what to do is not good! Take a face and stick it to someone's ass every day! ”

"I see."

"What do you know? Why did I give birth to this thing of yours? What a sin! You were my rival in my previous life! ”

"Mom, don't talk about it, I'm going to work."

I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed.

There was no place to vent, and the invisible stone was pressed against my chest, and I gritted my teeth and nose was sour, and I didn't know why Yang Ying's mocking and provocative face appeared in my mind.

2.

At 11:37, I was sitting in the noodle shop opposite the hospital.

A few dishes are placed on the table.

The next few tables are all drivers who drive taxis.

"Boss, bring me another two halves of white." I raised the two glasses in my hand.

"I said, can you drink at noon? Don't go to work? The boss didn't take the wine, and said to me with a frown.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

The boss nodded helplessly, took a bottle of liquor from the shelf and put it on my table.

"Drink less! Borrow wine to kill sorrow and sorrow! ”

I grinned and glanced at the boss and said, "Still draw a knife to cut off the water, the water is more flowing?" ”

"Haha," the boss shook his head and smiled.

It's really sad, my own life is like "", and when I want to drink, I can't even find anyone to accompany me, so I can only sit in a small restaurant and pour myself drinks.

Lonely and happy?

But I'm not happy.

I drank it by myself, and my head became more and more dizzy.

3.

"What are you doing here?" Liu Yinghong helped Tao Qiwu to sit on the bed in the duty room.

"It's okay, I'm not happy." Tao Qiwu pulled away Liu Yinghong's hand, lay on the bed and muttered, "I'll feed Yang Ying medicine at night!" Hey! ”

"I'd better go, you go to sleep quickly!"

4.

Liu Yinghong's daughter-in-law sat on the sofa and hid her face and wept.

Tao Qiwu looked at the portrait and was stunned.

I lifted my glasses, and the scene in front of me was so weird, like a Japanese horror movie.

"What's wrong with you?" I touched Lao Tao with my elbow.

"It's fine." After Lao Tao finished speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said to Liu Yinghong's daughter-in-law: "Sister-in-law, I thank you and Brother Liu." ”

After he finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to the statue, and then turned around and bowed to Liu Yinghong's daughter-in-law.

I was stunned.

Although I listened to it on and off, I still didn't understand what was going on.

"Sister-in-law, this is for you and the child, and you can call me again if you have something." Tao Qiwu took out a white envelope and put it on the coffee table, and got up and walked to the door without waiting for Liu Yinghong's daughter-in-law to speak.

I hurriedly followed.

"What a bizarre story about your experience! Do you want me to write it in a novel? I caught up with Lao Tao and asked.

Tao Qiwu turned his head and glared at me: "You go back first, I still have some business." ”

"What are you waiting for me to do! Are you sick? Call me over from afar, and that's it? "My head was dazed, and my heart was still on fire.

"Yes, you're right, I might be really sick......"

He left this sentence that left me scratching my head and turned away.

5.

I sat on the bus back, and connected what I heard from Lao Tao before with what I heard from Liu Yinghong's daughter-in-law today.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly smelled a fragrance, which was refreshing.

Looking up for the source of the aroma, my eyes fell on the seat in front of me.

Girl with shoulder-length short hair.

I was staring at her hair, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in through the car window, and her hair moved with the wind, and I could see a human face faintly under the hair.

"I'll go!" My throat tightened, I didn't get my breath right, and I almost choked myself when I said it.

The middle-aged woman sitting next to me gave me a blank look as if she was looking at a "nervous disorder", and moved her body to the outside.

I took a deep breath and looked at it again, and everything in front of me was normal.

6.

Tao Qiwu thought about it, and walked on the side of the road unhurriedly.

It was completely dark, and the rain had stopped.

The rain has not dried up on the streets.

"Squeak" a shrill sound.

A taxi barely stopped.

"You want to fucking die!" The taxi driver saw someone calling a taxi on the side of the street, turned the rudder to the side of the road, and Na Cheng wanted to almost put himself on the leg of Tao Qiwu, who was walking slowly.

"What are you looking at?" The taxi driver poked his head out of the window.

Tao Qiwu did not answer, "Look at you", but continued to walk silently.

"I'm blind! Sooner or later, let the car run over you! The passenger who stopped the car on the side of the road said as the taxi driver spoke.

"It's not like that, you look at his positive appearance!" The taxi swore and cursed.

The lights are on, and it is cool after the rain.

Tao Qiwu couldn't understand what was going on recently, he always felt that someone wanted his life. He originally thought it was Liu Yinghong, but it was impossible for a dead person to be burned to ashes to hurt himself. He thought of Yang Ying again, but how could a patient tied to a hospital bed hurt himself?

Are you persecuted paranoia? He even began to suspect that he had some kind of mental illness as well.

Could it be me?

Just thinking about it, Tao Qiwu suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and he couldn't help but fall forward, his hands subconsciously stretched forward, and the whole person lay heavily in the puddle. When I came back to my senses, I felt a pain in my right leg.

His right leg stepped into a well on the side of the road.

Because of the rain for several days, the manhole covers on the side of the street are open, and there are reflective warning signs standing next to the wellheads. Even so, Tao Qiwu didn't see it. Fortunately, it was only one leg that fell, not the whole person.

Tao Qiwu barely got up, limped to the flower bed on the side of the sidewalk and sat down, looking at his bloody right leg.

To outsiders, all this is a very common accident.

People may choke on cold water when they walk and memorize words.

"It's all an accident, but it's all my fault." Tao Qiwu muttered in his heart.

7.

"Can you count ......" Cao Chengrui opened the door, and was startled by Tao Qiwu in front of him halfway through his words.

The Tao Qiwu T-shirt and shorts in front of him were stained with mud, and there were bruises and purple on his legs, as well as blood marks one after another.

Cao Chengrui gasped, stared at his little eyes and asked, "Are you falling into the ditch?" ”

"Almost, I fell into the sewers."

"Come in! Do you have hydrogen peroxide in your home? This has to be disinfected! ”

The two of them worked hard for a long time, and finally Tao Qiwu slumped on the sofa and said, "Help me get a bottle of wine." ”

"You're still drinking like this?"

"Then you pour me a glass of water."

"Okay, you're an uncle!"

Tao Qiwu took the water cup and drank it all, put down the water cup and sighed.

"You're done with everything you want to do?" Cao Chengrui sat on the armrest of the sofa and looked at Tao Qiwu.

"Hmm."

"By the way, I wanted to tell you something in the afternoon." Cao Chengrui slid down the armrest of the sofa to the sofa seat and continued: "I plan to put Untitled on the Internet. ”

Tao Qiwu turned his head to look at Cao Chengrui.

"What's wrong?" Cao Chengrui couldn't see the reason in Tao Qiwu's eyes.

"Nothing." Tao Qiwu turned his head and looked directly at the TV set on the TV stand.

He could see his face on the black screen turned off the TV.

"Do you think the word count is a bit low?" Cao Chengrui thought for a moment and said, "We can update it while writing after hanging it up, so that we can see the reader's reaction." ”

Cao Chengrui obviously felt the changes in Tao Qiwu in the past few days, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Whose name is that?" Tao Qiwu closed his eyes and rubbed it.

There was silence in the room.

21:33。

Time danced in silence.

"Let's have a new pen name." Tao Qiwu sniffed and said, "It's called Cao Zhibo." ”

"It's okay to be surnamed Cao, but why is it called Zhibo?" Cao Chengrui didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that Tao Qiwu was just joking.

Tao Qiwu moved his body slightly, and he bared his teeth in pain and said, "Because I have shallow ambitions." ”

"You've decided?"

"Yes, that's it." Tao Qiwu pointed to the computer and said: "The original manuscripts I sorted out are all numbered in the computer, and you can change them as much as you want, and they are still the same as before." ”

"Huh?" The corner of Cao Chengrui's eyes moved and asked, "What happened before?" ”

"Didn't ...... much" Tao Qiwu stood up with difficulty and said, "For the sake of my injury, how are you sleeping on the sofa today?" ”

"All right."

Tao Qiwuyi limped into the room, slowly sat on the bed, and moved his legs up with difficulty.

"Then you can rest first, I'll study and study the first chapter and hang it on the Internet first." Cao Chengrui sat down in front of the computer as he spoke, thought about it and said to Tao Qiwu in the bedroom: "That, there is a strange thing recently." After a pause, he continued: "Do you remember that I told you about a girl being harassed by a foreigner on the light rail?" It was reported on the Internet that the girl was raped by the foreigners, and then she jumped off the building. ”

Cao Chengrui said as he used the mouse to find the chapter he wrote on the document: "You asked me the day before yesterday if I had killed anyone, and now it seems that I killed her, but I didn't actually kill her, and her death has nothing to do with me." After he finished speaking, he looked at Tao Qiwu in the bedroom and asked, "Are you listening to me?" ”

Tao Qiwu in the bedroom didn't say anything, and suddenly a name popped up in his head: Zhao Shutong.

He turned his head to look at Cao Chengrui, who was sitting at the computer desk in the living room.

Behind Cao Chengrui, on top of the sofa, there seemed to be a person sitting.

Tao Qiwu's eyes widened, and he hurriedly straightened up and sat up, he blinked vigorously, what kind of figure was there on the sofa?

It must be that he was too nervous, Tao Qiwu thought to himself, lay down, and closed his eyes again.

8.

I was standing on the Guilin Hutong Snack Street.

People come and go.

Xinjiang meat skewers, fried noodles, fried stinky tofu, octopus balls, sizzling squid, fried chicken, fried rice cakes, sizzling tofu, grilled cold noodles, grilled sausages, ......

It's steaming and smoky.

In such an environment, I couldn't see the faces of passers-by at all.

Loud music, laughter from men and women.

"Fifth brother!" It was Ma Ting's voice.

I turned my head to look at her, and although I couldn't see other people's faces clearly in the crowd, I could find Ma Ting at a glance.

"I'm here!" Ma Ting beckoned at me.

Weaving through the crowd, I trotted over to her, and she cut her hair short.

"Did you cut your hair? It's so pretty! I raised my hand to stroke her hair, and she raised her little face to look at me.

"It's sweet in your mouth."

For a moment I felt like I was choking.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao ...... Zhao ......"

Her face instantly blurred, and everything around her was plunged into darkness.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and Cao Chengrui's face was right in front of me.

"What do you say you shouted at your neck early in the morning? Got a nightmare? I looked at him with-eyed droppings in the corners of his eyes.

I pushed his face away and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

"What are you pushing me for! Tell me about it! It's been cool for almost two days, and it's hot when it's hot! ”

At 10:31, the sun was shining outside the window.

"What time did you sleep yesterday?"

"After registering the account, two more chapters were passed...... It's about three o'clock. ”

"Then you can sleep a little longer."

"No, I'm in good spirits."

Cao Chengrui said and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

"You go buy a few buns, I'll take a look on the Internet."

I sat up from the bed and the pain in my right leg did not lessen.

"I'm going to buy buns like this? Let's make noodles and eat them. ”

"Can you be healthier? We're both good enough for home. Cao Chengrui stared intently at the computer screen.

"What's the matter?" I got up and moved under the bed, I had a headache, my legs ached, my whole body ached.

"Don't say it, there are really two people watching! I thought that people nowadays only look at cultivating immortals! Cao Chengrui happily rolled down his mouth and was not idle: "There are still people scolding here!" Look at this ......," he said, gesturing to the screen, "What the hell is this!" I'm afraid it's not written by a psychopath, right? ”

"Psychosis is not a derogatory term."

I say.

9.

Half a month later, the response to "Untitled" is not bad, and Cao Chengrui has always been taking care of it, one chapter a day.

In this way, I am idle.

After more than two weeks at home, my right leg was fine, but I didn't want to go out, let alone move.

I haven't been in contact with Ma Ting again, I still dream of her, and I still dream of Brother Liu.

I cleaned up the room briefly and watched Cao Chengrui sit in front of the computer and stare intently at the screen, his fingers tapping nimbly on the keyboard.

If Untitled could be published one day, would it be written by me or by Cao Chengrui?

Or maybe it was written by Cao Zhibo.

10.

July 17th.

Lately, I've been working on the materials and the manuscripts we've written before.

I need to piece them together.

One story after another accumulated over the years is coherent, and there must be cause and effect.

I don't understand what's wrong with Lao Tao recently, he has become reluctant to speak, and every day in addition to eating and sleeping is leaning on the bed in a daze, and there is more trouble talking in sleep.

Every night, he either shouts Zhao or Ma Ting.

If it's really "sequelae of broken love", I think I'm about to be like him.

Li Ling hasn't contacted me for a long time, and she doesn't reply to messages or calls.

Looking at her state, I feel like she won't come to Songbai to look for me.

But who's to say?

Text: Episode 6 -End-