Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

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Not surprisingly, I will walk home when I am not in a hurry after get off work.A tall, straight, warm-colored street lamp is erected every ten meters. There will be a gray-black steel bridge on the road. The asphalt road is dark and reflects some golden luster. When I walked across the bridge, I lay on the lever for a while. Everything under my sight was so dark that I couldn't see anything, but I could always hear the sound of the river churning and beating the bridge hole. That sound made me feel very peaceful.I took out the leftover half of the bread from my bag, kneaded them into crumbs and sprinkled them, imagining a few big fish floating up from the dark water to grab these crumbs.Of course, I can't see anything.After I exhausted the bread, I looked towards the end of the river for a while, and there was a strange long strip of clouds floating above the buildings with lights on the bank. There was no moon, and the air was very humid, so I continued to walk my own way.

The hustle and bustle of the city fades away, and the ambient sounds around me become more obvious. Occasionally, a car slowly passes by, and the sound of insects is faint, and the sound of my footsteps echoes on the street. The movement came out, but someone was following behind, and there was nothing wrong when I looked back.Subtly, I felt a kind of uneasiness, and accelerated the pace of going home. When I did this, the footsteps also rushed, and when I slowed down, the sound also slowed down. In this way, I can temporarily relax, because if this is not me A person's steps will not be so harmonious unless the follower perfectly imitates my movements in step with me.Or in another possibility, the other party made no sound at all.

I turn around every few minutes to move forward. Although I am not worth being murdered at all, it is never wrong to be careful.Stopping and going, it took me longer than usual to get home.This neighborhood is considered to be a remote area in the corner of the city. The wasteland is wide and untended. Most of the reeds grow wildly naturally. The houses are sparsely built from the wasteland near the path. The nearest neighbor is nearly a mile away from me, and there is no house light. There are no street lights either. The basic lighting of this area depends on the light of the sun, the moon and stars, so that the place is plunged into extreme darkness at every turn. It is difficult to move without bringing your own lighting tools. It is very likely that you will fall into the dry ditch on the roadside and break a leg.The old house is the first independent two-storey building on this small road. It is well-equipped, spacious and comfortable. There is a garden in front of the door and a fence around it.

I bit the handle of the flashlight in my mouth, took out the key from my pocket and inserted it into the keyhole, opened the gate of the fence, held the flashlight in my hand again, entered the garden and was about to close the door with one hand, my eyes glanced aside inadvertently, a The figure stood across the road, right behind where I had just stood when I opened the door.

The flashlight fell from my hand, and someone held out a hand.

45. Pierrot 04

"Are you looking for a tenant?" The man stretched out a hand to shake my hand, I picked up the flashlight from the ground and shone it.Short curly hair, a black T-shirt, a large pink suit jacket, light green trousers, a bright smile that is almost silly, and an absurd temperament from top to bottom, like a character who jumped out of a fairy tale.Under the stimulation of the strong light, he narrowed his eyes, and with one hand still hanging in the air, he stretched out to me more vigorously.I shook hands with him and asked suspiciously why this spot was still visiting.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Elo. I work as an unknown acrobat in an unknown circus." Elo scratched his head, looking quite troubled. It’s not pleasant, so we can’t move it.” I shone the light backwards, and sure enough, I saw that he was still carrying a luggage bag in his empty hand.

"Shouldn't actors live with circus people?"

There was a bit of embarrassment in his bright smile, "Unfortunately, I found the house after I had a quarrel with the head of the group."

Either way, it's a big problem.

"Today is...Tuesday. I have to go to work on weekdays, so it's not convenient to show you the house. It's best that you come back on Saturday, and we can discuss specific matters."

I wanted to close the fence, but Elo immediately stopped me, making a series of pleas with a sad face: "Please, if you don't want to take me in, I'll have to walk an hour to stay in a hotel, it's too easy to have accidents in the dark. "

"How did you know I was renting?"

"I saw your housing registration with the street committee," Elo said, eyeing me eagerly.

"ID card."

He obediently handed over a card.It's actually a real name, it sounds like a forgery.

No matter how you look at it, you can’t help but feel that it’s strange. The renter who came to visit suddenly doesn’t even have a serious job, the strange visiting time, and the subtle attitude. Together, they almost express the word “rejection” to me. I should directly reject.

But I let him in.Because at that moment, wandering through several worlds without any basis, a situation that I had never encountered so far, made me slightly excited unconsciously.My intuition tells me that I don’t know whether it’s good or bad. The person in front of me represents some kind of change, a node. Whether I agree or not will determine the direction of the whole story——I’m bewitched by this vague sense of destiny.

So take a step back.

The vacant bedroom is on the first floor, next to the stairs. I opened the door, turned on the light, and let him see the situation in the room: "It was cleaned a few days ago, and it is basically clean. You can clean it yourself." Walked around the house and put the bag on the ground. "On the other side of the stairs is the utility room, where toolboxes, ladders, agricultural tools and other messy things are all in there, and you can take them directly if you need them." The kitchen is open and you can see it at a glance. "There is a bathroom on the first floor, and you need to take a shower Go to the second floor and turn right. The first room on the left hand side of the door is my bedroom, and the innermost darkroom needs to be protected from light. You can go up to the roof. As long as you prepare the ingredients, you can cook by yourself if you want."

He shrugged: "I am willing, but I won't." I ignored him, and then took him to the back door of the house, where weeds grew wildly and disorderly, "It takes 10 minutes to walk straight from here to the beach, boring You can go for a walk when you are."

Elo poked his head out and then backed it back. "That's pretty clear," he said cheerfully. "I'm sure we'll get along really well." He patted my shoulder and grinned at me for a few seconds. Zhong Hou suddenly frowned and said coquettishly: "I'm going to starve to death, really. I can swallow a cow alive now. Can you get me something to eat?"

I had no reason to refuse, so I could only turn around and rummage through the refrigerator for food to satisfy my hunger. After thinking about it, I warned: "Don't go to other people's houses when you are walking. There are not many people here, and there are many dogs. Be careful."

Elo, however, sat down on the sofa in the living room to watch TV, and lazily responded that he knew, as if he had always been the owner of this place.

April 7

Involuntarily, I awoke from my sleep.The heavy curtains were opened, and the morning light shone dimly on the bed through the white gauze.

Still drowsy, it was almost time to get up, a quarter to seven, and the alarm clock hadn't sounded yet, the reason for waking up was the loud pop music in my ear that wouldn't stop.I walked to the balcony in my pajamas and looked down. Elo was doing morning exercises on the grass in front of the back door with his back turned to me. Next to him was a radio that came from nowhere, and there was a constant stream of sizzling and electric current coming out of it. Noisy music, maybe he heard the sound of my door opening, he stopped his movements and turned to look up at me, with his right hand in front of his eyes to block the sun, smiled heartily and waved to say hello: "Wake up my friend!"

At that time, my hair was messy, my eyes were slightly swollen when I just woke up, my body was weak, and I couldn’t get up to be as active as him at all, so I just nodded coldly and ignored him, went downstairs to brush my teeth at the kitchen sink, fiddled with one hand with my mouth full of foam cell phone.Elo also turned off the radio and walked into the room. I felt his hot body pass behind me, and then washed his face in the sink next to him, "It's so hot." He wiped the water on his face and said.I nonchalantly responded, and continued to play with my phone. He leaned his head over and asked, "What are you watching?" I found this kind of behavior rather annoying, so I dodged it and told him I was watching the morning news.I didn't move much, but he immediately put on a heartbroken posture and sighed: "It's so cold, it's obvious that we are already in a cohabitation relationship."

"It's just the relationship between the tenant and the tenant." I corrected, "I will sort out the lease contract as soon as possible." He didn't care much about that, wiped his face with a dry towel on his shoulder, and then said, "I'll prepare it for you bread and milk are on the table, remember to eat them.”

Elo went upstairs with a change of clothes, and there was a breakfast for two on the table. I chewed on the bread, thinking that maybe this guy wasn't lacking, but was over-enthusiastic.People who can quickly enter a familiar state are amazing to me. I can only let events accumulate naturally. When I feel that I have experienced enough things, I will summarize the relationship to the next stage. For Ello, I just met it for less than a day He can act like a ten-year old friend.When things go wrong, there must be a demon. This is the first time I have seen someone as enthusiastic as him. He appears strangely, and he is also strangely familiar, so I can't help but make me vigilant.What I want is freshness, but I don't want to die innocently.

I was not in a hurry, so I lingered at the dining table for a while, Elo took a shower, and walked slowly down the stairs on some slack wooden steps, the steps creaked under his feet, like some kind of groan or complain.It's no wonder, after all, it's an old house, and it's normal to be a little emotional.Elo went back to the room, then sat down on the chair opposite my dining table with a steamy ass, fingers crossed