City Walls

 1

This night Tian Xiaoou dreamed of Yu Wei. In the dream, there appeared a quiet room, dim lights, a soft sofa and a tangled body. Finally, she woke up in a burst of joy. After waking up from the dream, Tian Xiaoou was still immersed in the afterimage of the dream, and she knew that the dream was just the subconscious of her brain. She turned on her phone and lit the screen to check the time. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, she found an unread message again. She clicked on WeChat to see that it was sent by Fang Chao. There were a dozen messages in a row, and the sending time showed a quarter past zero.

I got up and went to the restaurant to drink water. When I went to the bathroom, I saw two men's bottoms thrown on the washing machine, but I didn't remember them. The bottoms belonged to Yu Wei. Yu Wei slept in the next room. Tian Xiaoou froze for a while when he came out of the bathroom and passed the door of his room. The door was always closed, but she knew he was inside.

Tian Xiaoou and Yu Wei divorced in the summer, and they still lived together after the divorce, although there was a lot of trouble during the separation, which meant that they broke up. But in order not to affect the growth of their daughter Yu Huan, on the surface, they still look the same as before. At that time, her daughter Yu Huan was still in kindergarten, and the two took turns picking Yu Huan to and from school every day. After work, Tian Xiaoou has to make dinner, do laundry, clean up, and continue to be a good wife and mother. Yu Wei played with Yu Huan and helped her with her homework. They have a clearer division of labor, each performing their own duties and fulfilling their responsibilities.

However, that happy and warm scene was just a temporary drama. When Yu Huan went to primary school, he was sent to a closed school again, and only came back on weekends. Now there are only two of them left in the house, both of them seem to be relieved, they don't need to pretend to take off their masks completely. So, the house was deserted. They seem to live under the same roof, but they don't talk much. In the morning, the two of them get up and wash each other, and then go out to work. Tian Xiaoou lives in a bedroom with a bathroom. Going to the toilet and washing up are all done in the bedroom. Yu Wei was in the bathroom outside, and the two did not conflict. They are like tenants who share a tenancy together. It was only when Yu Huan came back every weekend that they ate together again and talked with Yu Huan.

A few years ago, Yu Huan was just over half a year old. In order to make progress in his career, Yu Wei and his leaders took the initiative to invite Ying to a remote town in the south to start business. Three years later, he was transferred back from the south, and as expected, he was promoted to deputy director. But Tian Xiaoou would not have thought that her marriage was in danger. When she found out that Yu Wei had a new love outside, she quickly filed for divorce with him. The custody of Yu Huan belongs to Tian Xiaoou, half of the house, and three chapters are stipulated: not to bring the new love home; not to disclose the fact that they have divorced; not to go home after twelve o'clock in the evening.

Early in the morning, Tian Xiaoou heard from the crack of the door that Yu Wei was about to go out. She heard the sound of water rushing down the toilet, and Yu Wei brushed his teeth, washed his face, and drank water. There was a brief silence. Then he was heard putting on his coat, taking the key from the box in the shoe closet, putting on his shoes, and opening the door, which slammed shut. Tian Xiaoou narrowed her eyes and slept for a while before she got up. She sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at herself in the mirror with some grief. The speed of her aging in the mirror in the past two years surprised her. She had sunken eye sockets, dark circles, chapped lips, and mottled shadows floated on her thin, sallow cheeks. Tian Xiaoou picked up the small mirror on the table and faced the window with her cheeks. She wanted to avoid the mottled shadows on her face from the light refracted from the gaps in the curtains. So, she got up again and opened all the half-covered curtains, and a large beam of light covered her face in an instant. Now she could see it clearly. Under the sufficient light, she confirmed that her face was ashen The bumpy features on the face.

But at the age of thirty-two, who can she blame when she sees herself like this? Of course she doesn't blame the time, and she has to blame Yu Wei and the marriage change. But then she thought about it, there are many women who, even if they have not experienced marriage, still seem to be broken by age, marriage, children, and food, rice, oil, and salt, and eventually lose themselves. They are sloppy all day long, letting their body fat, freckles and folds all over their faces and rough temperament completely break free from their gender consciousness. Tian Xiaoou knows that there are still some women who go to extremes after going through a marriage change and will retaliate against men by giving up or self-harming. They self-indulge and begin to wander among men of all colors, and then gradually transform from revenge to pleasure and self-identification. She didn't want to be like them.

2

When going to work in the morning, Tian Xiaoou wore a long navy blue dress with three-quarter sleeves and a pair of black high-heeled shoes to go out. She likes the creaky sound of her heels hitting the ground when she walks on the road, which she feels can increase women's desire and strength to walk, making them confident. She went to her work unit to listen to her colleagues gossiping for a while. Several men gathered to talk about where the real estate is about to open, which car prices have dropped, and whoever bought the stock is stuck. Women's topics are always inseparable from husbands, children, education, cooking. What's more interesting is who is divorced, who is not married, who is in a relationship with who, who travels to such and such places and gets slaughtered.

When Tian Xiaoou just got divorced, she was always alone and taciturn, and asked for leave with the leader every three days. A colleague cautiously and tentatively asked her why she always seemed unhappy, and she said nothing. At first she was also afraid of being labelled a "divorced woman", and she wondered if maybe they already knew something. Although she and Yu Wei's divorce was kept secret from the outside world, there was no airtight wall, so maybe they would talk about her after turning their backs on her. No one speaks behind their backs, and no one speaks behind their backs. Thinking of this, she was completely relieved. Even if they knew she was divorced, what could she do, maybe she would have a second spring after she left. Thinking of this, Fang Chao's phone call came.

Fang Chao asked Tian Xiaoou to meet a few days ago, and Tian Xiaoou chose the place for them to meet at a coffee shop on the pedestrian street in the south of the city. Before she got off work in the afternoon, she slipped home from the get off work unit early, and went to see Fang Chaoqian, she put on her makeup again, maybe because she was over six years old, and seeing him always made Tian Xiaoou a little stressed.

The waitress of the coffee shop came over and handed her the drink list, and Tian Xiaoou looked at it casually. There were not many customers in the store, only a young man and woman who looked like students sat in the corner by the window. Fang Chao looked up and stood in front of the large glass window outside the cafe, the lights in the store reflected on his tan coat, Tian Xiaoou saw him through the glass window, she leaned her body slightly towards the waitress, To avoid colliding with Fang Chao's eyes, it was a pity that it was too late. Fang Chao, who was outside the glass window, leaned suddenly, raised one arm with a smile on his face, and winked at Tian Xiaoou. She thought he looked like a monkey that had escaped from the primeval forest.

When Fang Chao walked in and sat across from Tian Xiaoou, he picked up the steaming coffee in front of her and poured it into his mouth as if he was drinking a cold drink, only to see that the coffee in Fang Chao's mouth instantly spit out like a fireball. Neither drink nor.

"Be careful!" Tian Xiaoou's reminder was slow, and he was so hot that he grinned.

"Don't tell me sooner." Fang Chao shouted, covering his mouth.

"How can anyone drink coffee like you." Tian Xiaoou said with a smile.

"How can there be such hot coffee!" Fang Chao felt a little aggrieved, and wanted to call the waiter, but Tian Xiaoou stopped him.

Fang Chao was Yu Huan's former teacher in the painting class. Tian Xiaoou would take Yu Huan to the Youth Palace to learn painting every weekend. Originally, there was no other intersection between the two people's lives. Just when Tian Xiaoou was divorced, one night, Tian Xiaoou didn't come home from work in the afternoon. He hid in a KTV to drink and get drunk. He walked out and staggered, but was caught by Fang Chao when he was looking for the bathroom. He took Tian Xiaoou to play with his friends. That night Tian Xiaoou took advantage of the wine to tell the story of his marriage. Fang Chao listened. That night, Fang Chao delivered the drunk Tian Xiaoou to her door, even though the singing place was only across the road from Tian Xiaoou's house.

Tian Xiaoou beckoned to the waitress just now. The girl was standing inside the bar, and a male waiter was standing next to her, and soon the male waiter came over with a single drink. Fang Chao ordered a cup of vanilla almond coffee for himself, Tian Xiaoou also ordered another cup for himself, and the coffee was quickly served.

"Why did I make an appointment in such a secret place? I've been looking for it for a long time." Fang Chao looked at this old-looking cafe. The store is not large, and there are only log tables and chairs in some positions by the windows and corners. . Paganini's music is playing in the store. There was a strong aroma of coffee in the air, mixed with some tobacco and spice. At this time, there seemed to be fewer customers in the store than the clerks. This place is indeed a bit hidden, Tian Xiaoou didn't want to meet acquaintances.

"I did it on purpose, I just didn't want you to find it easily." Tian Xiaoou said playfully.

"You are so bad!"

When he heard the word "bad", Tian Xiaoou felt a little guilty. At first, Tian Xiaoou only said that she was divorced, but did not say that the divorce would not leave home. She felt that it was not yet time to speak. Although Fang Chao sent her frequent messages in the days when Tian Xiaoou was just divorced, and greeted and cared for her in the morning and evening, it did make Tian Xiaoou feel a lot more comfortable. But they are not officially in a relationship after all.

The waitress at the opposite bar was joking with the waitress. The girl looks happy. She smiled and squeezed the boy's arm with her hand, and the boy quickly made an expression of unbearable pain, and then the boy suddenly kissed the girl's face.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Chao turned around curiously and looked in the direction Tian Xiaoou was looking at, "Are they a couple?"

"It should be." Tian Xiaoou asked instead, "Didn't you say you have a cold and you can't get sick?"

"I lied to you, I just want to know whether you care about me or not. I want to see you, but I can't see you." Fang Chao said aggrievedly.

"I'm older than you, and I'm still with Huanhuan. I won't take things lightly." Tian Xiaoou felt that although he was a little self-indulgent, it was better to say it than to keep it in her heart, which made her panic. "You shouldn't waste your time on me."

"I didn't waste time, I was doing things that made me happy, seeing the people I wanted to see, that's right." Fang Chao said frankly.

After hearing this, Tian Xiaoou felt that Fang Chao lived a transparent and bright life. At this moment, the girl at the bar stood and lowered her head without speaking. Her cheeks were rosy and charming. The boy was next to the girl's side, with one arm around the girl's waist.

Fang Chao suddenly grabbed Tian Xiaoou's hand on the table. Eyes full of tenderness. Tian Xiaoou pulled his hand back nervously.

As if to resolve the embarrassment, Fang Chao hurriedly removed his hand from the table and leaned back on the back of the chair. His mouth suddenly looked like an unscrewed faucet. It was Tian Xiaoou who didn't understand and didn't understand, as if he deliberately created a distance from Tian Xiaoou. He talked about classicism, abstraction, and finally Picasso and Dali from painters, commercial drafts, and buyers. Tian Xiaoou soon felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of their conversation. At the same time, a new melancholy suddenly appeared in my heart, as if I was about to lose something. She lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him, and she listened as if one ear went in and the other went out, and her eyes fell on the coffee in the cup.

"If you don't like me, then I will..." Fang Chao said suddenly.

"No," Tian Xiaoou raised his head sharply and said softly, "you are fine."

Tian Xiaoou's lips moved slightly into a smile, but he couldn't smile. To be honest, she has some complicated and contradictory emotions about her counterpart. She feels that she should let him go, but she wants to hold him firmly. He treats her like a bottom line to her. Fang Chao has a bottom line. She wants to wait until the day when Yu Wei suddenly withdraws from this house and completely withdraws from her life. Tian Xiaoou will not As for the pain and can't live. Back then, when Tian Xiaoou and Yu Wei had the worst fight, she couldn't sleep all night, and often ran into Yu Wei's room in the middle of the night to wake the sleeping Yu Wei from her sleep. She was crying to him, telling her the hard work and grievances of taking care of her daughter alone in the past three years, and scolding Yu Wei for being ungrateful and being a contemporary Chen Shimei. Tian Xiaoou's grievances are real, but her grievances come out of her mouth, and they always come at the most inappropriate time, and the result can be imagined. At first, when Yu Wei looked at Tian Xiaoou, he felt remorse and regret, and there was a trace of pity, so he repeatedly promised Tian Xiaoou that he would never contact that woman again. Whenever Tian Xiaoou seemed to get a good medicine temporarily, his emotions were cured at that moment. When Yu Wei took her into his arms, Tian Xiaoou lay down obediently in Yu Wei's arms like a tamed hound. But when she heard him snoring again, the hatred and injustice in her heart made her break free from his arms and drag him awake again.

Fang Chao saw tears suddenly burst into Tian Xiaoou's eyes, and he asked her in confusion what was wrong. Tian Xiaoou's eyes flickered and he just said nothing. Fang Chao handed her a tissue. When she took the tissue, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When their hands touched, Tian Xiaoou's hands were cold.

3

Originally, Yu Huan was living in the school, but Tian Xiaoou no longer took care of Yu Wei's dinner, and the two of them ate their own. But Yu Wei was a little resentful about this. He told Tian Xiaoou that he could add 500 yuan to the monthly maintenance payment for Yu Huan, hoping that Tian Xiaoou could make his dinner by the way. Tian Xiaoou was displeased when he heard it, thinking that he really regarded her as a nanny? But she thought about it again, why she couldn't get along with money, it was nothing more than adding more dishes and chopsticks.

There are two dishes and one soup on the table, and the dishes look very delicate, which makes people full of appetite. One is twice-cooked pork, with a few slices of red pepper and green onion sporadically mixed with the coin-thick slices of meat; the other looks like scrambled eggs with tomatoes at first glance, but there are also three shreds added to it. The soup is seaweed egg drop soup.

Yu Wei had a great appetite. He quickly finished a bowl of rice and went to the kitchen to refill it. He took out his mobile phone to open the live broadcast, and put the mobile phone on the stand. I watched the live broadcast while eating, the same as before.

Tian Xiaoou has long concluded the stakes between meals and the harmony between husband and wife, which is no less important than the harmony of sex life. On Yu Wei, the quality of the food directly determines his appetite, which in turn determines Yu Wei's attitude towards Tian Xiaoou at the dinner table. If the food suits his taste, then there are more words, smiles, and the atmosphere is harmonious. Yu Wei will talk to her about the recent finance, real estate and stock market. Tian Xiaoou doesn't understand this, but he doesn't care whether she understands or not. If the meal is a perfunctory meal, then all Yu Wei's attention will be on the meal and the live broadcast on the mobile phone. The rice is also tasted like chewing wax, and there are not many words. Most of them were complaining and complaining, and they looked at her with a bit of grievance hidden in their eyes.

At this moment, she watched him bury his head in his meal and eat, his mouth making chirp chirp sounds from time to time, and the corners of his mouth were still sticking to the rice grains. She strangely thought of an inappropriate and ironic saying: To keep a man's heart, you must first keep his stomach. Could it be that he messed with the woman outside because he couldn't eat the food she made? Thinking of this, Tian Xiaoou couldn't help laughing. This laugh only brought Yu Wei back to reality from the abyss of his job. He glanced at Tian Xiaoou blankly, and asked alertly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Tian Xiaoou said calmly. But she said in her heart, how could it be possible.

Tian Xiaoou has a clear understanding of her cooking skills. No matter how well she cooks, it cannot compare with the beauty of Jiangnan. It is not difficult to imagine that when Yu Wei was out, he was in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River where the doors and windows were opened, the bridges were flowing, the flowers were red and the willows were green. Then stood at the door, a beautiful man eight feet tall and facing the wind. If you look closely, this man has thick black hair, thick black straight eyebrows, and small but melancholy eyes. Such a jade tree would ruin this beauty without encountering a little bit of wind and moon.

Tian Xiaoou ate like a cat. She only ate a little. She was completely immersed in her own reverie. All her memories of that woman were in the few photos she found on Yu Wei's mobile phone. In the photo, the woman looks to be in her twenties, wearing a long goose-yellow windbreaker, the windbreaker is open, and inside is a long printed skirt that transitions from soot to white, with several wavy pleats at the bottom of the skirt . With her head resting on Yuwei's shoulders, she looked tall, fair-skinned, and had faint dimples at the corners of her mouth when she laughed. Her teeth are whiter than Tian Xiaoou's, her skin is thinner than Tian Xiaoou's, and her hairline shows no signs of moving up. Bright red lipstick on the lips, warm, unrestrained, youthful, and charming.

Hatred and anger set her on fire again. Tian Xiaoou's pain was often brought on by himself.

She suddenly asked Yu Wei, "Where's your girlfriend, does she know that you still eat the food I cook every day?"

Yu Wei raised his head and glanced at her meaningfully. After a while, he said calmly, "She's fine, thank you!" After that, he continued to eat and watch the live broadcast.

4

Looking at the current life, Tian Xiaoou feels that although it is not happiness, it is not the worst. Even if the day repeats itself every day, one day repeats one day, one month repeats one month, there is no vitality and no waves, but it is rare and comfortable. After experiencing a little storm, Tian Xiaoou gradually understood that it is good to be easy and plain.

After dinner, she went out for a walk alone. It was already dark and it had just rained. When she went out, she felt the air was fresh, and there was some water in the sunken areas of the road. There are always many people gathered at the entrance of shopping malls, restaurants and bars. The sight of the city at night, day after day, year after year, doesn't seem to make any difference. If you want to talk about the difference, the most obvious thing is that in winter, you can't hear someone screaming at the door of the bar by the roadside in the middle of the night. It seems that all those heart-piercing and lustful are frozen by the cold, wait for a while In the summer, those young men and women were scorched by the hot air and their blood boiled. After accumulating a winter of hindsight and fearlessness, the blood boiling was completely rescued by the alcohol and heavy metal music in the bar.

The couples who came out of the bar were staggeringly holding hands, shoulder to shoulder. They acted as if no one was around, and blatantly made various intimate gestures, as if they were announcing something to the whole world. Who hasn't been young, who didn't come this way?

Are there two people who are inseparable in this world? Tian Xiaoou doesn't think so, she thinks it's all one's own wishful thinking. No matter how close people are, they can't escape two people who eat the same dish with different flavors, appreciate the same flower and see their own beauty. Even if they sleep in the same bed, they will have their own dreams. Could it be that you can still run into her (his) dream and dream with her (him)?

On Friday afternoon, Yu Wei went to the boarding school to pick up Yu Huan home on time. The father and daughter went to the supermarket halfway, and bought a lot of food and drink in large and small bags. Back at home, Tian Xiaoou was busy cooking dinner in the kitchen with an apron tied around his waist, while Yu Wei tutored Yu Huan in his homework in the living room. She saw Yu Huan pulling Yu Wei to talk and laugh, and in a trance, she also felt a little sense of happiness that she had not seen for a long time. After all, they are father and daughter who are connected by flesh and blood. Needless to say, the meaning of a daughter to a father, those chicken soup words that can be seen everywhere have long been said. But the relationship between husband and wife is much more complicated. Two people who are not relatives and not friends can't guarantee anything with a marriage certificate. Before the paper is rotten, people's hearts will change first, not to mention that their paper is broken and their hearts are scattered.

A table of dishes can be eaten to the bottom, and both father and daughter praised Tian Xiaoou's cooking skills.

In the evening, when the family finished washing up, when they were about to go to bed, Yu Huan suddenly said that he wanted his parents to sleep with him. This made the two of them a little overwhelmed. It was the first time that her daughter made such a request. In Yu Huan's memory, she almost never slept with her parents.

Yu Huan slept sweetly between Tian Xiaoou and Yu Wei, and Tian Xiaoou slept on the side by the window. At one o'clock in the morning, she hadn't fallen asleep, and she heard that Yu Wei didn't seem to fall asleep either. The two of you turn over in a while, and he pulls the quilt. Tian Xiaoou's heart and brain were a little complicated this night. She didn't know why Yu Wei was also insomnia, and she couldn't help but think about it. The light of the street lamps dimmed the blinded curtains and the room into dim yellow, on and off. She thought, in the middle of the night in this city, I don't know how many people are hiding behind the shadowy curtains like her, but people are still awake.

Tian Xiaoou dreamed almost every night. She dreamed that she had a lot of gray hair on her head, which was much more than her actual gray hair. After waking up, she habitually went to Baidu to find the answer, but she didn't see any good or bad hair. Bad explanation. She recalled that Fang Chao said a few days ago that he dreamed that she was dead, and Tian Xiaoou said that dreaming of her death was to prolong her life. Fang Chao said, but later came back to life, and said that he held her and shook her to live. Tian Xiaoou said, is this dream of yours really killing me? Fang Chao did not speak. When she answered the phone, Tian Xiaoou was on her way to work. She raised her head and glanced out the window.

Perhaps because of the dream, she has been a little restless recently. When she was about to get off work in the afternoon, she received a call from Fang Chao. This time, it was not a dream, but he was sick.

She took a taxi to Fang Chao's studio, the door was left open, she pushed it open and went in. She only felt that the light in the room was dim, but she could clearly see the large murals hanging on the scarlet walls and the peculiar, grotesque and exaggerated patterns of flowers, birds and plants. She was attracted by the artistic atmosphere here. She only looked at the murals on the wall, but she forgot her purpose. When she remembered, she was looking for Fang Chao's shadow, but suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"I knew you would come." Fang Chao stood not far away and smiled at Tian Xiaoou. He was wearing a plaid shirt and blue jeans, his hair was disheveled, his face was pale, his beard was unshaven, and he looked listless.

Tian Xiaoou turned around and walked in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you sick? Are you lying to me again?" After speaking, he looked up and down, "Where are you sick?"

Fang Chao walked up to Tian Xiaoou and suddenly held Tian Xiaoou's hand, put it on his forehead, and said, "Touch it, is it very hot?"

Tian Xiaoou was a little flustered. She spread out her palm and pressed it on his forehead, and then said, "I really have a fever." She retracted her hand and asked, "Have you taken medicine?"

"I've eaten." Fang Chao said unhurriedly, his voice soft like Yingyanyan, not the cheerful Yingyan who went out for food in the morning, but the tired Yingyan who returned at night.

Only then did Tian Xiaoou realize that he had lied to her, and said angrily and complained: "You have taken all the medicine, why do you still say that you have no medicine at home?"

"I went out to buy medicine five minutes before you came." Fang Chao looked at Tian Xiaoou with some innocent and aggrieved expression and said, "I'm afraid that you won't come, and I'm also afraid that I will die."

Fang Chao looked at Tian Xiaoou, the two looked at each other for a while, the sick light and softness in Fang Chao's eyes quickly dispersed in the air, like a drug that disturbed the mind, Tian Xiaoou was at this moment. A kind of pity rose in her heart, and at the same time, her heart was pounding, and she hurriedly turned around, daring to face him again.

5

Since Yu Wei became the deputy director, there have been more and more entertainments, and he eats out three or four days a week. Gradually, Tian Xiaoou's dinner has become less and less, as if she used to cook dinner specially for her. Yu Wei's. She lay on the sofa and fell asleep after reading a book for a while. She woke up and glanced out the window. The sun was blocked by a large dark cloud, and the sky was a little dark. The house is very quiet. She stood in front of the window and looked out the window. The window of the living room was facing the direction of the gate of the community. She used to be able to walk out of that door at any time as her ideal and wish. At that time, Tian Xiaoou took care of Yu Huan at home alone. She got up at the same time every day, washed, organized housework, cooked for her daughter, fed her, and played with her. Talk to her and watch cartoons that have been repeated countless times with her. She felt like a bird in a cage. She would often lie on the window sill and watch the people in the courtyard of the community downstairs walk out of the gate, walk all the way to the street outside, and then continue along the street until she walks out of Tian Xiaoou's line of sight. At this moment, she noticed a white moth lying on the window glass. The moth fluttered its blue-white wings and looked out of the window. She opened the window and opened the screen, and the moth flew away quickly.

In the afternoon, she ate out alone, went to the beauty salon again, and arrived home after dark. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yu Weizheng sitting alone in the living room drinking, with Kaifeng red wine on the table, half of the wine had been drunk. She was changing her shoes when she heard Yu Wei talking to her.

"It's just right to come back," Yu Wei said after sizing Tian Xiaoou up and down, "Come and drink together."

Tian Xiaoou felt that Yu Wei was a little abnormal. She put on a pajamas with a pattern of a cat on the chest, and simply washed and sat in front of Yu Wei. She looks radiant tonight. Since that morning she looked in the mirror and got herself a beauty card and a fitness card like being enchanted.

"I go out every three to five, and I'm getting more and more fond of dressing up." Yu Wei stared at Tian Xiaoou and said with a smile, "It must be love."

"I used to dress up too," Tian Xiaoou took a sip from the wine, "If I don't dress up, I will be disliked by men." Tian Xiaoou suddenly felt that the feeling at this time was very subtle, she actually sat with the enemy and had a drink .

"Women also despise men." Yu Wei said casually, "Despise men..." Yu Wei said, suddenly stopped and stopped talking.

Tian Xiaoou looked at him thoughtfully and thought: Could it be that he was rejected by women outside so quickly? Her heart trembled when she thought of this, she raised her chin slightly, and said with a smirk, "You are right, but women who don't rely on men to support themselves are probably the most arrogant and self-righteous. man."

The halo from the antler chandelier in the restaurant hit Yu Wei's face, Yu Wei frowned, and his face seemed to be shrouded in a sense of loss and despair in the dim light and shadow.

"However, there are many places where men dislike women." Tian Xiaoou's heart softened again, and he said as if to make up for something, "Men dislike women more places, they dislike women's deformed bodies after giving birth, and they don't dress up or make up. Let's eat, snort, fart in the bed, love to gossip, suspicious, all day long..." Tian Xiaoou fell into a self-deprecating pleasure but was interrupted by Yu Wei.

"Are you in love?" Yu Wei brought the topic back to Tian Xiaoou again.

"You can talk, but I can't?"

"How far has it developed?" Yu Wei asked immediately, taking a sip from his wine glass.

Tian Xiaoou smiled slightly, pretending to be mysterious and saying, "I've come here, I haven't seen or done anything." As soon as the words came out, Tian Xiaoou felt that his words were a little out of bounds.

She looked at Yu Wei carefully from the side, and Yu Wei's face showed a calm face in the light of clouds and wind. Tian Xiaoou suddenly felt like he was defeated by something.

"Congratulations!" Yu Wei picked up the glass and gently touched it on the wall of Tian Xiaoou's glass. Tian Xiaoou grinned, said thank you, picked up the glass and drank the rest of the wine.

Back in her room, she lay on the bed and pondered over the details of drinking with Yu Wei just now. An inexplicable sense of frustration made her heart feel sad. She noticed a mosquito on the ceiling light and stared at it for a while. After a while the mosquito flew slowly over her head, like an old man faltering. It's autumn, and the large army of mosquitoes has already gone to Elysium. She thought that this mosquito might feel lonely, it might be better if she fulfilled it now, she slowly got up and started looking for the mosquito, and soon found that it was parked on the wall, she was half-kneeling on the bed and staring at it with lightning speed Covering her ears, she clasped it in her palm, and Tian Xiaoou felt that the raised edge of her palm was hot and sticky due to the force. She opened her palm and saw that there was a bloody corpse of a mosquito lying on a small blood stain. She gently shot the dead mosquito to the ground with her fingers, staring at the blood stain on her palm, looking at it with sadness Get up and think: maybe it's not alone.

At night she dreamed that she was flying around on the roof, and that she was tied to a tree stump. After a while, she vaguely felt a pair of warm hands cruising on her body, she quickly woke up and realized that it was not a dream but Yu Wei's hand. Tian Xiaoou didn't stop it at first, Yu Wei's hand continued to grope on her body, just when he started to take off Tian Xiaoou's underwear while panting hot, Tian Xiaoou suddenly held Yu Wei's hand and said Said coldly in the dark: "I think you are dirty."

Yu Wei was silent for a moment in the darkness, his figure was like an iceberg with a hint of cold air. Tian Xiaoou vaguely saw the figure and seemed to tremble slightly. They are so close, yet so far away. She saw Yu Wei slowly get out of bed in the dark, went around to the other side of the bed, and walked out of the room holding the quilt.

After Yu Wei left, Tian Xiaoou couldn't sleep anymore, she thought, that woman successfully took away her happiness.

6

After Fang Chao recovered from his illness, he insisted on taking Tian Xiaoou to his secret base. Tian Xiaoou sat in the passenger seat, and the car quickly drove across the block towards the suburbs. The streetlights outside the window gradually turned on, but the mountains in the distance gradually disappeared in the darkness. Fang Chao lit a cigarette for himself while driving, the window was half down, and his hand holding the cigarette stuck out the window. Tian Xiaoou looked at the highway quietly, and the car quickly drove towards the highway. Go past the toll booth and follow a dirt road. Tian Xiaoou didn't know this place, so they got out of the car and parked the car on the side of the road. There were a row of three-story buildings on both sides of the street, and on the first floor there were shops such as tobacco and alcohol shops, restaurants, and pharmacies. Fang Chao took out the key from his body and walked along the stairs between the shops to a door on the second floor and stood still. Tian Xiaoou saw a piece of paper on the door by the moonlight, which said: If you have something to go out, please call.

This is a suite. There are also two rooms inside. The floor is covered with wooden floors, the walls are covered with dark blue wallpaper painted with golden patterns, and the walls are hung with pictures with brass frames. The room looks very quiet.

"This is my secret territory." Fang Chao said, taking Tian Xiaoou's hand, and the two walked towards a room inside. Inside was a small exhibition hall, and Tian Xiaoou soon saw a portrait of a naked woman hanging on the wall. The woman looked in her fifties, with sagging breasts and a fat, bloated belly, her lower body covered by a cloth.

"Did you draw it?"

"right."

"Why do you draw these?" Tian Xiaoou asked again, feeling that his question was a bit idiotic, "Is she doing it to make money?"

"Yes. She doesn't earn as much as those young girls, though."

Fang Chao said and pointed to another half-naked painting of a young woman. Tian Xiaoou soon found that there were several such portraits of women on the wall. She walked to one of the portraits of a somewhat strange woman, who looked to be in her thirties. She was half-lying on the bed, naked, with her legs together on the edge of the bed, one of which was obviously darker than the other. complexion.

"Why are the legs different colors?"

"She asked for it to be painted like this. One of her legs is a prosthetic leg," Fang Chao said. "But it doesn't affect her beauty."

Tian Xiaoou took another look at the expression of the woman in the painting. She raised her head and closed her eyes slightly. She looked confident and full of desire. She couldn't help but glanced at the woman's legs, as if she saw a lush green grass. She felt as if a wisp of a man's tobacco smell could set the woman with a broken leg on fire. Of course, she thinks this is normal, she shouldn't be so narrow and vulgar.

"If you were drawn, you would be prettier than her." Fang Chao's voice was like a gentle breeze suddenly stroking her from behind. Tian Xiaoou's face was a little hot, and the front of her clothes was slowly rising and falling. She could vaguely hear her heartbeat and breathing in the silent room. She was instantly summoned by an exuberant hormone, a fresh female vitality.

Fang Chao was standing not far behind her. She pretended to be casually admiring the painting, but she was thinking in her heart whether he was looking at the woman in the painting or looking at herself at the moment.

The room was silent for a while, and she suddenly said to him, "Then you can draw a picture for me too."

Tian Xiaoou was lying on a couch against the wall, covered with maroon velvet. Fang Chao let her hair tangled behind her head and hung it down on her chest. Her two full and firm breasts were in soft brown. The curls loomed, and the cleavage ran through the twin peaks like a stream. Tian Xiaoou felt her cheeks were hot, she smiled and said to him, "This pose makes me feel like I'm playing the Titanic." After that, both of them laughed.

After painting, when Fang Chao showed her her portrait, she found that she had an artistic beauty after being painted with charcoal, she felt like she was living in another world different from real life. for a while.

As soon as Tian Xiaoou got dressed, Fang Chao hugged her tightly from behind. The moment has come, she thought. Fang Chao hugged her tightly, and she suddenly smelled that the smell on him was surprisingly similar to the smell on Yu Wei. Tian Xiaoou thought, maybe all men in this world are the same. She broke free from Fang Chao's arms and turned away.

"It's too late." Tian Xiaoou said as he adjusted his clothes, "Go back, I have to go home before twelve o'clock." Then he walked towards the door.

On the way back, neither of the two said a word. Fang Chao was driving while smoking a cigarette. Tian Xiaoou looked at the bean-like lights in the crowded houses not far from the window. She asked herself in her heart. : Why am I here at this time?

She got off the car at the intersection less than 100 meters away from home. Fang Chao suddenly stuck his head out of the car window and said to Tian Xiaoou with a smile, "I'll still miss you." After speaking, he walked away. Tian Xiaoou felt that he was still a child.

Walking on the side of the road, the bright street lights eclipsed the moon in the mid-air, there were no people on the street, there were few vehicles, and the sky above the trees and street lights was a silent night. Every time a taxi passed by, the driver slowed down and kept honking at her, so she had to wave at the driver. When the third taxi honked her horn tirelessly again, she walked over and got into the taxi.

After getting in the car, the driver asked her where she was going.

"Stop at the intersection ahead."

The driver was a little embarrassed when he heard this, so he glanced at Tian Xiaoou in the rearview mirror.

Tian Xiaoou asked: "Master, what time do you usually run until night?"

"Two or three o'clock, three or four o'clock, maybe."

"How much did you run today?"

"It's only two hundred dollars for ten dollars!"

Tian Xiaoou thought that compared with this driver, he was happy. At least there is no need to rush for a living at this time. Happiness is sometimes in the comparison with the outside world and others in order to make people appreciate the small or great happiness and misfortune. But she thought, maybe the driver's sleep is better than her.

After getting out of the car, she gave the driver an extra three yuan and ten yuan.

When he got home, Tian Xiaoou put the painting in the closet in the bedroom. When I went out in the morning, the leftover milk was still on the table. On the sofa and coffee table, it seems to be the same as when he left. She could see no trace of anyone walking around here. She simply washed and went to sleep. Before going to bed, Lu was in Wei's room, the door was closed, and there was light in the crack of the door.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, she got up to drink water, and when she walked outside, she saw that Yu Wei's room was still lit. For some reason, I suddenly remembered a piece of news I read in the past few days. The news said that a couple slept in separate rooms all the year round. The wife died in his room for a few days, and the husband didn't even know about it. She came to Yu Wei's door again, hesitating whether to open the door and have a look. She knocked on the door lightly first, but no one answered, so she opened the door, Tian Xiaoou was stunned for a while when the door opened. Seconds, the air was filled with the smell of thick smoke and alcohol, wine glasses and empty wine bottles were placed on the round table in the corner of the bay window, and the scattered soot was attached to the floor like a spider web. Yu Wei lay sideways on the ground, his body curled up, one arm under his body and the other on his head. She stepped forward and saw a cloud of transparent liquid flowing beside him, glowing brightly under the light. Tian Xiaoou froze there, as if she heard a strange tone from far to near. She was sure that the tone was not from Yu Wei, and soon she heard the sound of her blood humming in her eardrums.