I searched half a city and finally found a rental house in Third Ring Road. This is still a residential area, but it looks like the building is to be demolished, but the price is cheap and the surrounding area is a clear river. At night, you can see everything on the riverbank through the window, and you can even hear the sound of frogs. Can you imagine how beautiful the small river against the stars in the summer night is!
Actually, there seems to be a lot of people asking for rent, so I deliberately chose the house closest to Xiaohe to rent. Unexpectedly, when I talked to the owner of the house, he said that the longer the time, the better. The rent can be settled monthly, and of course it can be settled at the end of the year. He seemed to leave urgently: “I hate the old woman across the street!” I was naturally very happy.
But I didn’t expect it to be so weird!
A few days later I found out that there were only a handful of neighbors around me. What is even more strange is that when I was watching the river late at night, I often saw an old woman on the opposite balcony talking to herself in her arms with a black cat.
Because no one has ever appeared on the balcony, I was driven by curiosity to ask other neighbors about this woman. The person who told me about this woman was an lonely old man. He said, “I don’t know what you think! It’s not easy to rent a place to face the woman!” I asked him what he meant, and he said, “You know Why is your landlord hurriedly asking for rent? It’s weird to tell you that woman!” I asked him again what was strange, but he didn’t say anything. Before leaving, he said: “This woman’s surname is Zhong. She was a well-known artist, but her husband and daughter died in a car accident when she was worthy of estimation! Later, she raised a black cat…”
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While watching the river at night, I saw the woman on the other side muttering to herself that I felt the urge to visit her. Although I wandered around the world in the past few years, I have never contacted an artist. If I had a chance Maybe it can provide me with some material.
One night after dinner, I made up my mind, brought some fruits and walked towards the woman’s house.
The light in the woman’s house was dim, and the door was surprisingly unlocked. I knocked on the door and walked in without a response. Passing through the dark living room, I saw a woman cooking in the kitchen, she still murmured while cooking, unaware that the stranger was near.
“Old man! (Uncle Ghost: http://www.guidaye.com/, please keep it!) Are you tired of eating this dish every day?”
< br/> “Not greasy! As long as you fry, you will never be greasy.”
This is a strong male voice. Because the woman turned her back to me, I thought she should be talking to another person, but I was a little surprised: Didn’t that person say that a woman hadn’t remarried since her family had a car accident? How could there be a male voice?
“Old man, this fish has been fed Cui Changsu for the past few years. You will get fat if you eat it!”
“Old lady, you don’t know, I don’t have any hobbies except this!”
I was stunned for a while, and finally determined to knock on the kitchen door. The woman seemed to hear it, and then turned around Looking around, she was stunned when she saw me. Then the male voice said: “What are you looking at, old lady! I’ll help you see if you are busy!”
The voice fell, and an old black cat walked by. I looked at the woman: wherever someone stood, there was just a stool with four cat paw prints on it!
Looking at the black cat again, the black cat suddenly hissed with a grim face, and then rushed towards me.
“Old man!! Where are you going?” the woman screamed.
As soon as I ran out the door, I rolled down the corridor where I could not see my fingers.