Text: Episode 10

1.

I often think about the question of what would happen to people who work in psychiatric hospitals if they were mentally ill.

It is said that doctors can't heal themselves, not to mention that I'm just a nurse.

Lately I haven't been able to sleep soundly. I always see people that others can't see and hear voices that others can't hear. Always thinking about a lot of irrelevant things.

In the mirror, my eyes were sunken, my eyes were bloodshot, and my hair was messy.

The girl named Zhao Shutong came and went in and out of my brain like a ghost, sometimes innocent, sometimes charming, sometimes terrifying.

It's like the two sides of the "Wind and Moon Treasure Mirror".

Someone wants to let me die through Zhao Shutong's hands.

I don't know why the people behind the scenes killed me. I don't have a family property of more than 100 million, I don't have a beautiful wife, and I don't have an ancestral baby, I'm just a depressed ninth-rate person at the bottom of society. Who is it that is best for me to die? I think it will only be possible to save some food for the country. The death of the little person will not be vigorous, but can only die quietly in some dark corner.

If so, then why did Zhao Shutong kill me?

I didn't even know her.

2.

The heat is unbearable.

The plants all drooped their heads.

Tao Qiwu stood in the lobby of the Xingyue Hotel, and the air conditioning was sufficient.

"Hello sir."

"Is Thirty-One-Five empty?" Tao Qiwu said.

"Wait a minute, I'll check." The front desk skillfully operated the computer: "No one lives." ”

"Okay, I'm going to have three hundred and five."

Take the elevator to the third floor, the elevator door opens and you will be greeted by the room signage: 3001 to 3010 to the left; To the right, 3011 to 3020.

The corridors are in a "one" shape, the rooms are door-to-door, and there are windows at the ends of the corridors.

There are a total of eighteen rooms on this floor, as there are no three-zero-four and three-zero-one-four.

Tao Qiwu came to the window at the end of the corridor on the right, and the window was welded with an iron fence, so he couldn't see the situation downstairs.

He turned around and walked towards 3015 and opened the door with his room card.

When he closed the door, he subconsciously glanced at 3016 opposite.

There were a lot of card-sized cards on the ground at the door, and Tao Qiwu picked up one casually, which was printed with shoulder-length short hair, and a girl in a school uniform sat on the grass with her head tilted, and she could faintly see the white panties under her skirt.

"Innocent student, hot nurse, sexy kitten, accompany you through the long lonely night, service number: 137565315XX."

Tao Qiwu pouted and smiled, and threw the card back to the ground.

The room of about sixteen or seventeen square meters is almost occupied by a large round bed.

There is a yoga ball on the bed, and on the window side, there is a shelf that looks like a swing and I don't know what it is called. On the bedside table are family planning and health care supplies for a fee.

It's a "love room" through and through.

He walked into the bathroom, and there was a musty smell. I turned on the faucet and washed the sweat off my face.

Then Tao Qiwu sat on the round bed and turned on the air conditioner, refrigeration, twenty-three degrees.

The air conditioner makes a tractor-like sound and starts working with the dust "buzzing".

The temperature in the room gradually drops.

Tao Qiwu's eyelids began to fight as the temperature dropped.

3.

"Drip" Tao Qiwu was awakened by the sound of swiping the door card, and he wanted to sit up but found that his body could not move.

When the door opened, four people walked in, three men and one woman.

Two men supported a woman with short hair.

Tao Qiwu couldn't see the looks of these four people clearly, their faces were foggy.

4.

Cao Chengrui pressed the light switch, and the light turned on in response.

It seemed that Lao Tao had paid the electricity bill, and he thought so and turned off the lights again.

At 7:14, it was a cool morning.

He hastily washed his face and turned on the computer while wiping the water on his face with a towel.

Since the day before yesterday, he has accelerated the progress of the plot. In order not to be abrupt, he found a lot of stories that Tao Qiwu had formed before and put them into the plot of the novel. And the purpose of this is to make "Tao Qiwu" disappear from the novel faster.

But because of this, Cao Chengrui fell into unease with the plot.

If Tao Qiwu dies, how will the story of Untitled develop?

It was as if an invisible hand pushed him, and in just a few days, the number of readings of the novel had almost doubled, and it had exceeded 30,000 readers. If this development continues, it is not known whether the contract will be published.

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Cao Chengrui's train of thought.

"I knew you were fine!" Li Ling's voice sounded excited: "Has the editor contacted you?" ”

"Not yet."

"Don't worry, sooner or later. I have submitted a resignation application to the company, and the job has been handed over, you wait for me! I'll go over and help you! My great writer! I love you to death! ”

The words "great writer" are particularly harsh.

Cao Chengrui wanted to ask Li Ling why the handover was completed so quickly, but he opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

Her attitude was hot and cold, and the whole person gave Cao Chengrui a completely different feeling, and no one knew what had happened in the past two months.

Even though he thought so, he still smiled happily and said three words, "I'll wait for you."

5.

Li Ling is surprisingly fond of reading. Aside from military-related texts, I haven't found any articles she doesn't like to read. She spends almost all of her free time reading all kinds of words. When reading a book, I am very serious, and I have to chew every word slowly. I sometimes ask her, "Why do you like reading so much?" ”

She would ask me, "Then why do you like to drink?" ”

"I'm a little bit of a drinker."

"I'm also a bit addicted to reading."

"So what if I didn't hook you?" I narrowed my eyes and asked as I approached her.

"Then you'll have to keep working harder."

Then I threw her down on the bed and hugged her.

I retracted my thoughts and planned to concentrate on the plot development of Untitled.

But when I saw the name of "Tao Qiwu", I couldn't help but slip away.

I remember once drinking and chatting with Tao Qiwu, and he said a sentence: A living writer is worthless. To be precise, it wasn't what he said, but Haruki Murakami. Tao Qiwu also gave an example, and said that living painters are even less valuable. It is true that there are many famous people in this world who became famous after death, but I disagree.

"Then what do you think about our rich diamond-level young writers? People are also living well, and the big house and car can be driven into the house, and we don't know about our private life. The things written are full of drunken gold. ”

I gushed on and on to disprove his fallacy.

Actually, I was the two of us most of the time, and I always talked more than him.

"And it's not me saying you, even if we are really dead, we may not be worth anything." I threw my head up and took a long sip of wine.

"Why?"

"Why? We don't even have a decent work! Even if we die, if we want to have some money, we have to leave something for future generations to speculate, right? Hahaha! ”

"Then let's write, whether anyone reads it or not, there must be a complete work."

"Yes." I thought for a moment and said, "Write your story and mine." ”

"What's our story? Don't say it so ambiguously! ”

"Haha."

It was as if the scene was right in front of me.

6.

August 15 in the solar calendar.

13:57, Tuesday.

It's just cloudy, no wind and no rain, 27 degrees weather.

I was standing in the north square of the Songbai Railway Station with my mobile phone, and the whining crowd in front of me poured out of the exit of the station.

"Ling, are you out?"

"Come out, where are you? I see you! ”

Li Ling dragged two suitcases and carried a pink backpack.

"That's just part of it, and some of it came in the mail, so it should be two days away." Li Ling pulled me with one hand and the suitcase with the other.

The pink backpack and another suitcase had been handed over to me.

The two of us walked for about ten minutes, away from the square in front of the station, before beckoning for a taxi. In almost every city, there is chaos in front of the train station. The taxi drivers who are supposed to be the city's business card are trying to discredit their city with a face that resembles a "gang" or a "gangster".

More than half an hour later, Li Ling and I returned to our accommodation. The room was cleaned by me.

"Let's live in the bedroom." I pushed my suitcase into the bedroom.

"Where's your iron buddy? It's called Tao ......"

"Tao Qiwu, he came back to sleep on the sofa."

"Yes, it's the hero of your novel! What about others? ”

"It's been more than half a month since I've been back to my hometown, right? Said he was sick. ”

"You don't say you're going to see people."

I put my backpack on the bed and turned to Li Ling and said, "I'm going to see him who is updating the novel?" ”

"Is your novel important, or is your friend important?"

I nodded, thinking.

"Go see him tomorrow, and I'll do it for you."

"You're coming?"

Li Ling tapped my nose with her fingertips and smiled playfully.

"Don't believe me?"

I grabbed her waist and said, "How can you not believe it, I'm just worried that you won't be able to write the way I want to." ”

"What's your train of thought?"

Her chest was pressed against me, and even the smell of sweat was fragrant.

"I plan to make the protagonist of the novel go crazy because of his own nightmares, or simply can't stand the torture and chooses to commit suicide." I gently kissed Li Ling on the cheek.

"It's better to just let him die, so that the male number two can take everything from him." Li Ling pushed me down on the bed.

I licked my lips and shook my head, "He has nothing to take advantage of." ”

Li Ling muttered: "You can take his works and his ideas for yourself." ”

"You, what did you say?" I was taken aback, and my heart was pounding.

"I didn't say anything, wow."

Li Ling's soft, lubricated lips pressed against mine.

7.

17:27。

I wasn't used to Li Ling's snorting at first, and she said that to almost all men. It took me a long time to get used to it. In such a social background, men who are still "machismo" are afraid that they will be tortured to death.

"Honey, you drink less bars, drunk and promiscuous."

"Wine is a source of inspiration."

With a dry mouth and no water to drink, I got out of bed and pulled out a bottle of beer from the fridge. After so many years of wandering life, I have a very good attitude towards life, there is "home" everywhere, and I can quickly adapt to any kind of environment. Even if I live in someone else's house, I don't feel inhibited and uncomfortable.

"You're called a big face, a typical self-cooked." Lao Tao once commented on me.

Tao Qiwu is the opposite of me, it is difficult for him to sleep peacefully in an unfamiliar bed, and I don't know what he is worried about.

"It's like you're wearing someone else's underwear and you're worried about getting some unknown STD." Lao Tao used this metaphor. I find this analogy not only inappropriate, but disgusting.

"Let's boil the kettle, I'm a little thirsty, too."

I answered the sound and went to the kitchen, connected the electric kettle with water, and pressed the switch.

From the open windows of the balcony, you can see the red sky.

Naked, I leaned back on the couch and took a sip of a cold beer. I looked at Li Ling, who was getting dressed in the bedroom. The afterglow shining through the window shone on her body, and the soft curves shone brightly. The back ridge is like a graceful oil painting.

"Why don't you get dressed? Shame on you! What should the neighbors do if they see it? ”

After tossing for almost three hours, my calves were weak, and I really didn't want to stand up.

"Come on, go get dressed and take me to something delicious!" Li Ling put her arms around my neck from behind and said, "Drinking cold beer at this time is not good for the kidneys. ”

8.

Tao Qiwu in front of Cao Chengrui lost weight, kept snorting, and sat on the sofa in his coat.

"You're cold?"

"What do you say?"

"Didn't you say I was a plastic physique? It's not as good as me. ”

Tao Qiwu sighed and closed his eyes.

"Can you be more enthusiastic, I'm here to see you."

Cao Chengrui handed an apple to Tao Qiwu.

"I can't eat it."

He shook his head weakly, straightened up, slowly sat down again, picked up the glass on the coffee table and took a big sip.

"It looks really haggard, broken out of love and sick."

"Don't talk nonsense...... Tao Qiwu put down the water glass and closed his eyes again, "I've been having nightmares lately, and I can't sleep well every night. ”

Cao Chengrui was stunned for a moment and said, "You also have nightmares? ”

"What do you mean by 'you too'?" Tao Qiwu opened his eyes impatiently and said, "Do you also have nightmares?" ”

"I slept well, I don't do anything bad, I'm not afraid of ghosts calling the door."

"Look at you nag, am I doing something wrong?"

"Haha, we didn't do anything bad." Cao Chengrui picked up the kettle and filled Tao Qiwu's cup with water, and then said, "You get better quickly, let's go drink." And my girlfriend is here, and I'll let you meet too. ”

"Okay, my girlfriend is looking for you from thousands of miles away. How enviable. ”

"Don't be sour, I say!"

"How's the novel?"

Cao Chengrui took a bite of the apple and replied, "You haven't looked on the Internet?" ”

"I'm really not in the mood."

"It's not bad, there are a lot of people who watch it, and there are a lot of people who scold it." Cao Chengrui thought for a while and then said: "Anyway, if someone reads it, it is not written in vain." ”

"That's good. Just know you're okay. ”

"Heh, I'm embarrassed that you praise me so much. If you want to say that you write well, I just revise and revise. ”

The room was very stuffy, and Tao Qiwu, who was in a cold, couldn't blow the fan. Cao Chengrui wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with a tissue. Yesterday it was 278 degrees, and today it is 34 degrees. Cao Chengrui, who has wandered in the south, hates this kind of house without air conditioning. But if you compare it with the weather in the south where more than 40 degrees are enough to steam eggs. It's really cool, even if there is no air conditioning.

"Don't you leave in a hurry, have some drinks with my dad in the evening."

After Tao Qiwu finished speaking, he picked up the towel on the armrest of the sofa and wrapped it around his body.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, you can watch TV, I want to squint for a while."

"Sleep, I'm here."

9.

Li Ling opened the document on the computer desktop, dragged her chin with her left hand, tilted her head and looked at it for a while, deleting dozens of words.

Then she smiled wickedly, and let out a sigh of relief as if she had succeeded in her prank.

10.

The "buzzing" air conditioner gradually lowers the room temperature.

Tao Qiwu's eyelids began to fight as the temperature dropped, and a wave of sleepiness hit.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a knock at the door reached his ears.

"Who?" Tao Qiwu dragged his tired body to sit up, tilted his head and looked at the door and asked.

"Hello, is that the room service you called?"

"I didn't call any room service."

"But the room number on the record is 3015."

The female voice who spoke was soft and pitiful, but Tao Qiwu raised her voice impatiently and said, "I haven't called it!" ”

"Knock knock." In response to Tao Qiwu, there was another knock on the door.

Tao Qiwu was annoyed, stood up and walked to the door to open the door.

The girl standing outside the door smiled at him.

She didn't look to be more than twenty years old, not thin, about 1.6 meters tall, and her grapefruit-like breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing. She has a good face, and when she laughs, there are shallow dimples on her face. The exposed arms and thighs are a shiny, healthy wheat color.

Tao Qiwu's anger was extinguished in an instant, and he looked at the short-haired girl in front of him in a daze.

"Can I go in?"

"Of course, please come in."

He turned sideways to get out of the way, and the girl walked into the house with her head bowed.

The well-proportioned beautiful legs moved and caused the buttocks to tremble slightly.

Tao Qiwu raised his hand and scratched the back of his neck and closed the door.

"You are?"

"Big brother, you can really laugh, isn't it the massage service you called?"

The girl pointed to the small card on the ground.

Tao Qiwu grinned and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Why do you ask for a name? Completely unnecessary. ”

"And what do I call you?"

"Hmm...... Call me Yingying. ”

Yingying calmly put down her handbag and asked, "Brother, do you like nurses or flight attendants?" ”

"That's good."

"Haha, that's good." Yingying smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed and continued, "You're not going to take a shower?" ”

"You look so young."

"Nineteen."

"How?"

Yingying frowned, and said impatiently: "Brother, let's hurry up and get down to business, right?" Shall you go wash up? ”

Tao Qiwu nodded as if he was fascinated.

11.

Warm water poured over his head, and Tao Qiwu closed his eyes.

There was a "pop", and something fell to the ground.

Tao Qiwu wiped his face and looked at the sound, the hair dryer fell at his feet from somewhere, and the tail power cord plug was still plugged into the wall. He hurriedly reached out and pulled down the power cord and slammed it to the ground.

He didn't know if the hair dryer would leak if the water would leak, and the reaction just now was completely subconscious, and now his heart was beating nonstop.

Hurriedly drying his body, Tao Qiwu walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. He looked at Yingying, who was sitting on the edge of the bed fiddling with her phone, and asked, "Do you want to rush too?" ”

"Wow, but you can't peek."

Yingying smiled playfully.

Tao Qiwu watched Yingying walk into the bathroom, got up and walked to the door, locked the door, and inserted the chain. He thought that even if it was a "fairy jump", it would take some time to break the goal.

Judging from the current situation, everything is quite normal.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

Tao Qiwu leaned on the bed and fell asleep, Yingying hadn't finished washing yet.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and shouted "Yingying".

No one answered in the bathroom.

Tao Qiwu came to the door of the bathroom suspiciously, knocked and shouted "Yingying".

Still no one answered.

He pushed the door open, and the water was steaming, and the shower was still on, but there was no Yingying.

Tao Qida was shocked, exited the bathroom, looked around the room, and Yingying's handbag was gone. He was the only one in the room.

Returning to the bathroom to turn off the shower again, Tao Qiwu looked at the hair dryer that he had just thrown on the washstand. He took a few more steps to the door and checked the lock.

Everything works fine.

But Yingying just disappeared out of thin air.

Is everything a fantasy of oneself? Tao Qiwu thought so and sat on the bed.

Text: Episode 10 -End-