Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

"That's what you want in your bones, you're standing there all alone, waiting for someone to take you on an adventure, so here I am. Honey, we can go all the way and never have to stop, We can keep driving even if there is a cliff ahead, just like that movie... with the police and others chasing after me, I will give you a kiss, and we will jump to death together. Have you seen that movie dear ? We should watch it again together."

Nonsense.We are not lovers and never will be.

Elo turned over and pressed heavily on me, took a deep breath of the cigarette, raised his chin, and forced his lips into my mouth. The mint-flavored smoke swept my senses, and I had the illusion that I was about to cry, as he rubbed against my lips , He stared at my every reaction without blinking, his right hand without a cigarette slid all the way down the Adam's apple, and then pressed firmly on my chest, "It's going to be sucked into the lungs, my dear." His The words were as light as a shudder, "Let it kill you a little, so you can feel good."

He covered me like a warm, heavy quilt.I tried my best to stretch my calves, the sheets made my ankles feel cool, I think I must have been stuck here for too long, so long that autumn is coming, otherwise why would it be so cool.

A few days after the peaceful days, he brought back a thin lady with her hands tied behind her back. Elo shoved her, and she fell to the corner of the wall like a sack of apples, trembling with narrow and charming eyes. He looked at me carefully, and I looked back.She was wearing a fitted black thin shirt and washed-to-white jeans, which were simple but took advantage of her, with a kind of simple elegance. The ten toes of the open-toed sandals were painted a rotten purple crimson like ripe cherries.She looked haggard, and her black eyeliner and red lips were visible and mottled.

I unscrewed a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and gulped a few sips before asking Elo what was going on.

"You could also think of her as a toy," Elo said.

The woman's thin shoulders trembled nervously, and she murmured: "Don't kill me."

I frowned and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Elo ambiguously avoided answering, turned the thin and sharp silver razor in his hand, and then lightly slashed the woman's collarbone. , pressed the tip of the knife down on her neck threateningly but didn't cut it, said "shh" in an airy voice, and said, "I don't like too much noise." The woman immediately stopped talking, as if she was scared out of her wits.

"Can't you let her go?" I asked in a discussing tone.

Elo shrugged, "Honey, you know it."

But I still have to ask, even though I am just a prisoner myself.

I sat on a chair and looked at my new inmate, and then I noticed her appearance. She is about 30 years old, with a melon-like face, with a cold expression, but a faint sense of fragility in her eyes. If I groom her neatly, I believe she should be very attractive women.Elo put away the knife and said half-jokingly to me, "You two don't get too close." I ignored him.

Elo took off his coat and entered the bedroom as he walked away. As soon as he walked away, the woman opened her eyes and begged me to save her. I shook my head and showed her the red marks and scars left by being tied up for a long time.

She lowered her head weakly and said sadly, "He will kill me."

I can't say any words of comfort.

"I don't even know him," the woman added.

"Elo? Qi Ying? Any impression?"

The woman just shook her head, half a lock of long hair limply stuck to her cheekbones, showing a lonely and bitter look. "What did I do wrong..."

Maybe you are right.Maybe Elo is just sick.

I walked over to feed her a few sips of water, and Elo came out of the bedroom wearing a long see-through raincoat, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "I'm touched by how kind you are!"

I told him to shut up, and quietly read the popular science magazines he bought from the convenience store.

Elo roughly grabbed the woman by her hair and dragged her to the kitchen. She screamed hoarsely in panic and begged me to save her. I told Elo, "She said she didn't know you."

"Who said it was for me." Elo tilted his head at me, "Honey, come and do me a favor."

I turned away in disgust and continued to stare at the magazine.

"Sorry," Elo said.Drag the woman into the kitchen.

Heart-piercing screams, coughing, legs kicking the floor, shuffling, broken breathing after the trachea was cut, and then the sound weakened until it could not be heard at all.I blinked my eyes slowly, and the magazine turned to the next page. There was a colored photo of a pitcher of a pitcher plant filled with rainwater, and an insect peering in from the edge of the cage.

Not long after, Elo came out wiping the blood splattered on his face with the back of his hand, and told me that there was no food for the next week.

I scolded him to get out.

Elo didn't know which strange button was touched, giggled and said he was joking, "I wouldn't tell you to eat something so disgusting."

It's like you didn't make me eat any other disgusting stuff.

An idea popped up in my mind. "I can help you dispose of the corpse."

Elo looked at me in surprise, wavered for a moment, "No, honey." He finally said, "You just stay here."

"I'm dying of suffocation," I said. "I'd help if it would get me out."

"Then do me this favor," Elo straightened my ruffled neckline, "help me stay at home until I get back."

"Then at least promise me one thing," I took off the watch on my wrist, "this one is broken, you take it and fix it."

"I can buy you another one."

"Just this," I said firmly. "I only wear what I'm used to. You know mine."

"Of course I do," Elo said softly. "A slacker who always stays in his comfort zone."

He did not refuse.

Elo dragged each of the corpse's arms forward with one hand, and let me put the watch in his pocket when he had no free hands. He turned his body slightly to the right, and then turned his left pocket towards me.When I approached him, I saw the deep and ragged wounds on both sides of the woman's neck, which seemed to be grinning with a huge red mouth, and circles of transparent thin lines were deeply cut into it.

"Fishing line," Elo explained triumphantly. "It's very clever, isn't it. It's just such a thin line, and it's very useful."

"Let's go." I urged.

Regardless of holding the dead man's arm in his hand, Elo tilted his head and kissed me heavily on the cheek, "My little wife," he said frivolously, "I'll bring you home with your repaired jewelry."

I pushed lightly on his shoulder, and he left me, unlocked the door with his fingerprints, dragged the dead woman and dragged the door open.

60. Pierrot 19

A thick fog enveloped the entire scattered city, the golden morning light pierced through the clouds, and was then wrapped in a damp and sticky fog.A sparrow skimmed awkwardly over the speeding car, scraped the roof and shot into the gray bushes.I sat on a park bench, holding a cup of hot coffee, and Jin Dongshu also held a cup and stood beside me.She was wearing a warm dark yellow woolen coat and thin trousers, her face was flushed from the cold. I told her that she was wearing too little, but she said that being colder would help keep her sharp.

I felt as if I hadn't seen her for a long time, so I confessed to her like this, she put her hands in her pockets because it was too cold, stomped her feet, and said, "Because we haven't seen each other for a long time." Every time we said The words are all white, it is really a cold season.

We were silently thinking about our own affairs, and we were not in a hurry to speak. I am used to this familiar and intimate feeling. After a while, she talked about her experience this time, saying that she was almost caught, "He came from behind me. When the gun was fired, I was completely dumbfounded, and I thought I couldn’t do it. I didn’t come to play Mission: Impossible because I was beaten to death by the villain and disappeared under the sea. It doesn’t make sense that I have a shorter life than a smuggler.”

"It's a good thing you got away."

"Yeah." She echoed.After another silence, she asked, "Last Thursday was your birthday?"

"Correct."

"Sorry I missed it."

"No. Not many people know about it anyway." I took a sip of the coffee, but my tongue was burned, and I couldn't spit it out so I had to force myself to swallow it. A hot stream burned through my throat. "It's good that you come back."

Jin Dongshu hesitated for a moment and said, "Although it's still a bit early."

"what?"

"Since I seldom spend time in the office every day, you are the only junior I am familiar with."

"Yeah." I replied, "I know."

"But it's not bad to be careful." Jin Dongshu murmured, took out the hand that had been hidden in his pocket and handed it to me, "Take it as a birthday present."

I don't wear a watch very much, but I still thank you.

"It's not an ordinary watch..." Jin Dongshu explained, "There is a signal transmitter inside, which can track your real-time location. You may not be able to use it, but..."

"Do you have this kind of watch too?"

Jin Dongshu nodded, "Mine was given by Wu Ji before." I tried to put on the watch with one hand, but somehow I couldn't buckle it properly. I put the watch on, and the sight of her drooping eyelashes casting faint shadows under her eyes, and a few freckles scattered on the tip of her nose, felt calming to me.She fastened the strap on and asked me how tight it was, and I said it was just right.

"Can't we just leave it like this?" I couldn't help asking her.Give up the risk and choose a simpler and smoother life that she deserves.

She raised an eyebrow and said gently, "Someone has to do it."

Then we all stopped talking.

Under the sun, a strong wind suddenly blows towards me