That night, God seemed to be teaching her one-on-one, deliberately teaching her all the rules.

The last rule is smoking.

Five women put ten lit cigarettes in her mouth to seal her snort, betting on how long she would choke and vomit.

Later, she had insomnia many times, and she really couldn't think of complicated things, and she would simply reflect on it: the reason why she was planted in the hands of those women that night was not because she missed, but because she didn't have a hand at all at that time - as soon as the prison guards left, those people attacked her from behind and tied her whole body firmly.

When people can't even struggle, the senses are extremely strong.

Even after a year, she still remembers the smell that corroded into her internal organs.

At that time, she thought that she was going to go to prison for ten years, to sit as twisted and depraved as those women.

So he forced himself to develop an addiction, and the smoke burned her, penetrated her, stimulated her, and reminded her.

***

Dressed up and smoking while walking inside, soothing the heartbeat with the action of swallowing.

Under the shade of the trees, there are uncles and aunts playing mahjong in cotton clothes, and there is a crackling brazier arched next to the card table, and the crisp sound of rubbing cards sounds particularly real. In this jubilant voice, she walked all the way to the building in her memory.

However, she believed that most of these people did not know her anymore, and although there was a bloodbath, it was only a few months since she moved here, and she disappeared for another year.

An old lady passed by and complained, "The little girl is still smoking, and she is doing evil." ”

The voice was loud, with no intention to shy away, revealing obvious dissatisfaction.

She smiled, extinguished her cigarette, and walked on.

There was also an aunt holding her little grandson passing by and mistakenly saying hello to her, "Come back for lunch after work?" ”

She was a little happy and nodded positively.

Sheng Makeup relied on his memory to find it, turned a corner, and arrived at Building No. 3. From a distance, she saw the people gathered at the door to hold the children and chat, and the children were looking around, and one of the little girls turned her head with a childish and innocent face.

Seeing such a pure little face, she instinctively reached into her nylon bag to find the hat, and just took it out and put it back - it had to happen this way.

There is no elevator in the community, so dress-up bypasses people, gets into the unit door, and goes up the stairs one step at a time. On the vertical surface of some of the steps, there are faded red double happiness, a small cluster, and a rotten blessing.

***

Sheng Xiang stood in front of the door and fumbled for the key for a while.

There was the sound of broken footsteps approaching from top to bottom in the corridor, and she reflexively looked up, a man in his twenties and thirties, very handsome, swept over, and kept turning down the stairs.

It seems that a lot of new residents have moved in.

The cold touch of the key in the palm of his hand was in his heart, and he continued to bow his head and pick up a few things in his bag, rubbing against the door.

After turning it over for a while, I couldn't help but take out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, rubbed the lighter with my thumb trembling, lowered my head and lit it, took a deep breath, and my body gradually calmed down.

The Spring Festival couplets and blessing paintings pasted on the door frame have been obscured, and the few places that have fallen off are rolled up, and they stare at it for a while, wake up, pinch the key handle, and slam it into the keyhole.

Turn right, holding your breath and waiting for the "click" of the deadbolt to break open.

"Xiao Sheng......?" Someone called her behind her back.

Sheng Xiang bit his lip and turned around, "Grandma, long time no see." ”

The neighbor's grandmother changed the full vegetable basket to the outside and carried it in her hand, looked at her suspiciously and defensively, and smiled on her face, "This is ...... Coming back? ”

The questions were subtle, but they understood the meaning of each other.