Chapter 15 Chapter Fourteen

One hundred and fifth days. Memory, like a broken faucet, sends out a steady stream of water, washing away the painful nerve behind the eyes. Thinking of Jing'an Temple on the night of the winter solstice, it is rare to have a quiet night.The luxury goods in the window are still dazzling, and the street lights are hung on the trees on the street, not to welcome the dead, but Christmas in a few days.The traffic passing through the street, accompanied by the howling wind, messed up her lonely hair. Three years ago, Cui Shan resigned from her first job in an advertising company, but her ex-boyfriend spread the pornographic photos in the circle of colleagues.She changed many jobs, but she was either incompetent, or felt that the wages were too low to support her, or she could not bear the sexual harassment from her boss.She also applied for monopoly state-owned enterprises and public institutions, but she didn't even have an interview opportunity.

She opened a Taobao store and spent every night in Ali Wangwang, and her income was barely enough to pay the rent.Occasionally being dragged to nightclubs by girlfriends, chatting with foreign men in bars, it turns out that they all like to catch foreigners.But her English is poor, and she can't stand the strong smell on them.What's more, her eyes are vicious, and it only takes a few glances to tell that most of them are poor.Someone had introduced her to a boyfriend, a guy in his forties who died prematurely, as well as a wife and daughter, but they caught her at first glance. Cui Shan rejected him.

However, she accepted the man's gift, a LADY DIOR bag. It was the first real luxury she owned.Since then, she kept meeting various men, eating in high-end restaurants, going to the bar of Shangri-La Hotel, and occasionally going to beach resorts and country golf. Every time, she received gifts, the most valuable being a Patek Philippe female watch.She will refuse most men's bed requests, and occasionally, if someone looks good, she will spend the spring night with her wish. Wardrobe and shoe cabinets are gradually filling up, and they are cleaned every two or three months. Brand-name bags and watches are auctioned on Taobao or sent to second-hand stores, which are enough for the rent and living expenses of the month, and they can also frequently replace iPhones.Cui Shan is no longer envious of the white-collar beauties of foreign companies. When they get off work and sit in the bar after get off work, they show their prematurely aging crow's feet.She learned to smoke ESSE mint cigarettes, drink strong alcohol without getting drunk, look at the bar guests with cold eyes, and accurately distinguish the rich people who hide their secrets, the poor clerk who is looking for fun, the high-level pheasant who is looking for business, and herself. The woman - which term should I use to describe it?When I joined the drama club in college, the first play I played was Cao Yu's, and she played Chen Bailu.

After her mother died, she got a lot of compensation from the lawyer.From then on, she refused the date invitation. Even though she was surrounded by men and women holding wine glasses and men talking love words on her lips, she still felt lonely, as if she was surrounded by hallucinations that never existed, just a party before waking up from a dream .Only half a year later, hundreds of thousands of compensation was spent.Although, half of them bought a cemetery, and it is said that Feng Shui is very good, but it is in the outskirts of Shanghai, not Liuhuahe in his hometown. Cui Shan will never go back in this life.

She quickly sat and ate, and almost sold out all the bags in the cabinet, and Patek Philippe also exchanged money to pay the rent, until all credit card overdraft arrears were stopped by the bank... At this moment, when I go back to Cui Shan’s Hanging Garden, whenever she picks up a piece of paper and floats in, she will still quietly write “Help! I’m on the roof! Tower of Babylon!” and wait for the wind to blow away these SOS signals at night.I even caught a pigeon down, tied a small piece of paper around its ankle, touched its warm feathers, its heart was beating wildly in its sternum, afraid that it would be suffocated to death.And she sent it to the sky after all, watching the wings piercing the skyline, cheering for it silently, expecting the pigeon owner to rescue her-you will be pleasantly surprised.

Ever seen a movie called ? The DVD cover shows a man with his clothes open, his hands outstretched, standing in the dense night rain like pinpoints... If you give her a small tool, no matter a shovel, a chisel or a drill. But Cui Shan only has a pair of nail clippers, a gift from X, which is used to trim nails from time to time, except for the little finger of his left hand, which may be useful when escaping. Three days after the recorded iPhone was returned through the model airplane, Cui Shan received the phone again without a SIM card. There is a short video - obviously filmed in the middle of the night, first the moonlight above the head, then several dark walls, the faint shadow of the pomegranate tree, and finally myself wrapped in a white velvet quilt sleeping soundly.

The camera is almost close to Cui Shan, lying on the ground like her, face to face like a lover - it can't be taken by a small helicopter, apparently someone came to the Sky Garden in the middle of the night... Last night, X slept next to him? She has seen a certain Spanish movie, and there is a perverted property manager who sneaks into the beauty's room every night and sleeps silently beside her, until she becomes pregnant and gives birth to a child. It was the first time Cui Shan saw a video of himself sleeping soundly, and his eyelids kept rolling, and there was a dream saying: "I didn't kill anyone!"

Immediately afterwards, the video was suddenly interrupted, and it was unknown what happened afterwards. Frightened, he unbuttoned his nightgown and checked every inch of his body—had he been violated or even raped last night?Thinking of waking up in the morning with some dizziness and nausea, did I inhale the drug, so I didn't notice it at all? Oops!It is almost certain that this is not the first time, that pervert——X, I am afraid that he has come down countless times.From the time she was put in this air prison, someone slept next to her every night. There is also a recording in the iPhone——

Xiaoshan, I have received many distress notes from you, but these are likely to bring you fatal danger.The outside world is scary, that's why you hid on this safe island—now, you must tell me the truth about what happened between you and Lin Zicui, and wait for you. This instruction must be obeyed, otherwise it is unknown what else will happen.That man named X has a pervasive grasp of everything about her, manipulating her life and death and even her heart. The sun touched his forehead like X's finger, and Cui Shan told the recorder—— I was wrong, and I promise I will never write a note for help again.

Please forgive me - sitting and watching the clouds every day, like cotton candy for a while, like a puppy in my hometown, and finally a distressed Xiaobai... It's too boring, I can only find some exciting things to do, I don't really want to escape. Can you give me a book?Anything to kill loneliness, even Guo Jingming's, thank you! Last winter solstice night, I met a man named Lin Zicui. I like his eyes, nose, fingers, and the faint smell of tobacco on his collar. I like him suddenly chatting about classical music, hooking up the Bluetooth to my ears, and playing the last melody of "Swan Lake".

Shortly after Christmas, I gave him my all.After the Chinese New Year, he rented a high-end apartment for me, an old house in the city center, with a monthly rent of 8,000, with a small courtyard and lush oleanders outside the walls, like an old house I lived in when I was a child. This is my dream A home—not just a house. I told all my friends that I will go to Yunnan and Tibet and plan to open a private hotel.I flew to Dali alone, then went to Lijiang for a few days, posted some photos in Moments, and then took a long-distance bus back.I changed my phone number, quit WeChat Moments and Weibo, and canceled my QQ account. In my whole world, only Lin Zicui was left as a contact. I once longed to lose my memory completely—or, like the lie I told him: my parents have passed away, they are both university teachers in other places, I grew up in this city with my relatives, and I am starting an e-commerce business on my own— This is an upgraded version of Taobao Store. In order to sever the relationship with the past, I stopped going to the nightclubs, got rid of the problem of spending money, paid off the bank debts, and didn’t even use his money much, carefully counting every expense-he said that using cash is a Good practice, don't depend on credit cards.The most expensive piece I bought was Christian Louboutin's red-soled shoes. High heels are a woman's last friend, aren't they? He always said that the necklace I was wearing was too cheap, and wanted to buy me a Cartier or Tiffany necklace, but I refused with a smile.This Swarovski swan pendant was a birthday present I bought for myself on the eve of my university graduation.Although, it is not worth a few hundred dollars, but on my most difficult days, seeing it has the desire to live.Now only this little crystal is still faithfully accompanying my chest. But the reason I told Lin Zicui was - if you change jewelry frequently, you will feel insecure. In fact, the truth is the same for both men and women. Lin Zicui is nine years older than me, but I don't think it's a big distance.I am a Cancer woman, and he is a Scorpio man. They are a perfect match in terms of astrology.Cancer is very affectionate, but lacks a sense of security, and Scorpio is a dedicated and good man. I think we are really suitable.I am willing to be his underground lover, never take the initiative to call, and always use text messages to communicate.We meet four times a week, mostly on the outskirts of the sea, or at the cinema in the Kerry Centre.The number of times he spent the night in my room can be counted on one's fingers, and he must leave at ten o'clock at the latest.But he is really kind to me. This kind of kindness does not lie in whether he is willing to spend money for you, but is willing to spend his thoughts on you, choose gifts for you in special shops, and draw patterns on cups for you... I learned how to cook for him. Although it was just fried poached eggs and sausages, he was very satisfied.Sometimes he would be silent and cry for no reason, which made me want to risk my life to protect him.However, whenever I mentioned the future to him, there was a tenth of a second of hesitation in his eyes—literally years. His wife's name is Cheng Lijun. Everything Lin Zicui has now comes from this woman, including his position as vice president of a listed company.The company was started from scratch by the father-in-law, who was, to some extent, the son-in-law.Not long after Lin Zicui got married, he lost his lawyer's license due to a judicial case. If he hadn't used his father-in-law's resources and connections, he would have almost gone to jail.Cheng Lijun's father was careful, and signed an agreement before they got married. Once they divorced, Lin Zicui would not get any shares.His only income now is an annual salary of 500,000 from a listed company, just because he is Cheng Lijun's husband. I know that Lin Zicui won't get divorced, he won't lose everything for me.As a disbarred lawyer, he might not even be able to support himself. So, I had an idea to make myself creepy. For many men in this world, there is only one kind of wife that is the best, and that is a dead wife.