Since I came out of school, I found a job. There are weekends and the salary is not bad. But there is one thing I don’t like. I always go on business trips. I often lie in strange places and think about myself. s home.
This time, I was on a business trip again, from Yantai to another unfamiliar city, after a brief familiarity with the terrain, I found a hotel with a large storefront and nice rooms , The boss took good care of me, of course, because I proposed to live permanently, so he treated me very well.
Although all the conditions are excellent, there are still some factors that make me feel discordant. For example, at nine or ten o’clock in the evening, there are always calls coming in and asking Do I need special services? After repeatedly interrupting my rest, I finally unplugged the phone line. Unfortunately, this still cannot stop their determination and perseverance to make a fortune. They knocked on the door of the hotel to solicit business when the phone was not connected. Every time I open the door curiously, I always see a coquettish woman standing at the door, so I don’t ask her what’s going on, and I close the door directly.
I am very helpless. It is not good for a good young man to do something. Why should he choose such a job that wastes his youth? There was a flashing picture on the TV, which happened to be a column for popularizing the law, and it turned out to be about these things. The remote control was in my hand, and I gently pressed the forward button. When the screen jumped, the door rang again.
I seem to have gotten used to it. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was half past eleven. It seemed a bit late today. I walked to the door and opened the door. There really was a young girl in a white dress standing outside. She looked at me with a smile. Just about to open her mouth, I snatched her words. Even if she didn’t say me, I knew what she was going to say: “Sorry, no need.” After she finished speaking, she just wanted to close the door, but suddenly she pressed her hand on the door.
“Sorry, I’m not a hawker and I don’t sell anything. I just want to ask how to get to Room 317.” After she finished speaking, she smiled at me again.
“Ah!” I feel a little red on my face. Fortunately, she doesn’t know what I said it doesn’t need to be, otherwise, I really don’t know where to put my face , I scratched my head and said apologetically: “Actually, I moved in a few days ago. These rooms are not clear yet. I am room 316, right next door.”
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“Thank you.” She bowed to me, then floated away. The beautiful figure seems to be a white line, in the dark night, with a gleam of light, looking at her back, she…really beautiful.
I closed the door, and there was always her figure in my head, her every move, her smile, and even her back.
Oops, I really can’t sleep anymore, I think I can be happyLike her, maybe. On the bed, I tossed and turned, and there was a sound of shaking the bed next to the left, “creaking”. “Chuck”… the sound keeps ringing, and a woman’s wailing is constantly coming into my ears. I have heard this sound in some special Japanese movies, and now the three-dimensional effect is finally produced in my ears.
I finally couldn’t help it. I opened the door and walked to the next door to the left. I could still hear the sound from the crack in the door. I looked up and it said number 315. I just wanted to knock on the door, and suddenly I felt that my behavior seemed ridiculous. Why should I bother with other people’s affairs, smiled bitterly, and prepared to go back to the room, walked to the door, wanted to open the door, but thought of the woman, I don’t Looking to the right side forbiddenly, in the black corridor, I saw the stairs downstairs on the right side of my room. Isn’t she living in 317? What…
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Entering the room, I was puzzled, maybe she remembered it wrong, there are only 16 rooms on this floor. Where did the seventeenth come from? I lay on the bed and turned off the TV. At this time, the sound in Room 315 gradually subsided. I turned over and seemed to be unable to fall asleep anymore. I was a little worried, I don’t know, where she is now local.
The desire to see her is getting stronger and stronger. At midnight, my eyes are wide and I don’t feel like sleeping at all, but when my mind is full The sound of the bed rocking sounded again when I felt my nerves. I looked helplessly at the wall on the left, this man is too powerful.
No, no, it seems like this sound…
When the sound rang for about five minutes, I felt that the sound did not seem to come from It came from the wall on the left. I approached the wall on the left and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was no sound inside.
I looked at the wall on the right side suspiciously, and then slowly approached the wall on the right. The sound of bed shaking became clearer, and the sound of “creaking” kept harassing my eardrums. How could it be on the right side? I’m still listening. I would rather believe that there is a problem with my ears, but at this moment, the sound suddenly stopped…
What’s the matter? I pressed my ears hard against the wall, but there was no sound at all. Suddenly, my door was knocked again.
I froze for a moment, then put on slippers and opened the door. The moment I opened the door, I froze there, that woman, that woman appeared in front of me again, she With that warm smile, he bowed to me politely.
She said not embarrassed: “I’m sorry to disturb you to rest.”
“No, ah, it doesn’t matter, I haven’t slept yet. “My mouth unexpectedly kept directing my head, sayingThe words hesitated.
“There is a stool missing in my room. I just need to use it now. Do you have it here?”
“Yes, yes.” I hurried back and took out a stool: “I’ll take it for you, which room do you live in.”
“Room 317.”