Chapter 3 third chapter

His alcohol-smelling breath sprayed on the back of her neck, which was so hot that she felt uncomfortable.Zhou Xiaomeng didn't speak, Zhou Yanzhao smiled softly, and kissed the hairline on the back of her neck. A fluffy beard had grown on his chin, which made her skin ache slightly.Zhou Xiaomeng closed her eyes and let him kiss.Zhou Yanzhao didn't get drunk very often, and it was rare twice a year, but she would go crazy when he was really drunk, and she couldn't afford it.Sure enough, Zhou Yanzhao hugged her and kissed her for a while, but got up staggeringly and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

Zhou Xiaomeng opened his eyes: "Want to help?" He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, his hand was strong, especially when he was drunk at this moment, it made Zhou Xiaomeng extremely painful, the smell of tobacco and spirits on his fingers was mixed together, it was particularly pungent and unpleasant.Zhou Yanzhao grinned: "You wait for me to take a bath, I have to pay three thousand, if I can't bear it anymore, I will do you in the bathroom, and it will add up to eight thousand," he stretched out a Pressing an index finger on her soft lips, she said word by word: "I think it's expensive..." Zhou Xiaomeng was stunned, he had already let go of his hand and laughed, and walked towards the bathroom.

Zhou Yanzhao sang in the bathroom while taking a bath.Zhou Xiaomeng was sure that he was really drunk. The last time he was drunk was half a year ago, and he was not so drunk, at least he didn't hear him sing.Zhou Yanzhao's voice can only be described as a barren accent when he sings. It's hard for him to be happy. While singing, he was very excited, and raised his voice to call Zhou Xiaomeng's name: "Zhou Xiaomeng! Zhou Xiaomeng!" Zhou Xiaomeng didn't dare to let him call it a third time, so she quickly got off the bed, slipped on her slippers, and walked to the bathroom door: "What?"

"Where's my shampoo?" Zhou Xiaomeng knew that he was drunk, because this was her room, and he didn't have any personal items here. She said, "I'll go to your room and get it for you." Zhou Xiaomeng hurriedly ran to the master bedroom at the other end of the corridor, and Zhou Yanzhao would not allow her to enter his room, but at this time he was drunk, and she happened to go in to have a look.It's a pity that she was too hasty, she didn't dare to delay any longer, went to the bathroom to get his shampoo, and quickly looked at the furniture in the room: bed, bedside table, sofa chair, side cabinet... the man's room, nothing unusual could be seen.She rushed back to her room in a hurry, afraid that he would become suspicious after a while.

She stood at the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door. Zhou Yanzhao finally stopped singing, but stretched out a wet hand and shook it indiscriminately: "Where is it?" Zhou Xiaomeng handed him the shampoo bottle, but he didn't prevent him from grabbing her hand together, grabbed her wrist with all his strength, and dragged her into the bathroom.Zhou Xiaomeng couldn't see clearly because of the steam. She had been pushed down, and there was a particularly hard metal behind her, which made her spine hurt.She remembered that there was a radiator hanging on the wall next to the bathroom basin. Sure enough, the curved pipes were cold and damp on her back. Zhou Yanzhao pressed her hard against the wall, as if Wanting to force her whole body into the radiator, her waist was about to break, and she felt like a piece of steak being put on an iron fork, behind which was an iron grid burning with charcoal, and even the heating pipes looked vertical and horizontal Also like.The water droplets from Zhou Yanzhao's hair dripped onto her face, it was slightly cool, and fell on her cheeks like tears.Zhou Yanzhao leaned over to her ear, and smiled softly: "Zhou Xiaomeng, why didn't I make you and your mother half dead back then... Or do I think it's useful to keep you?"

Zhou Xiaomeng was trembling all over, he pinched her waist and hugged her, she could only hug his neck tightly.Zhou Yanzhao put her on the washstand, pushed her head, and the mirror was hit with a "bang".His thumb was just pinching her carotid sinus. Zhou Xiaomeng studied nursing and knew about carotid sinus compression distress. If he suddenly became violent, he would die of cardiac arrest within a few minutes.However, Zhou Yanzhao slowly stroked the faintly beating pulse in her neck with his thumb, and smiled: "It's easy to kill someone, isn't it?" He leaned over and kissed her slowly: "But killing someone, how can it be so fun to me now..."

The mist in the bathroom has not dissipated, the hot water from the shower is rushing, and the fan is whistling. Behind Zhou Xiaomeng is the mirror, which is cold to the bone. The condensation on the mirror soaked her clothes, tightly Stick it on her body.Zhou Yanzhao quickly felt that her clothes were in the way, so she tore them aside and threw them aside.In a trance, Zhou Xiaomeng forced herself to recite "The Story of Yueyang Tower" silently: "In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling County. In the next year, the government will be smooth and the people will be harmonious, and all waste will be prosperous. It is time to rebuild Yueyang Tower and add its old system... But the North Connecting to Wuxia Gorge, Xiaoxiang in Antarctica... The sky is full of blue and vast expanses of light above and below; sand gulls gather, and golden scales swim; the banks of Zhitinglan are lush and green. Or when the smoke disappears, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the floating light jumps into gold, and the quiet shadow sinks into jade... ..."

It hurts so much that it doesn't hurt anymore. Zhou Yanzhao drank wine, which was extremely tormenting. After a while, she turned her over. Her head almost hit the faucet of the basin. She didn't want to face the mirror. Go down into the washbasin, hold back the feeling of nausea, and continue to recite silently in my heart. After memorizing "Yueyang Tower", I will recite "Preface to Tengwang Pavilion", "Pipa Xing"... Back to "So Luo is inspired, leaning and hesitating. The divine light separates and reunites, and it is yin and yang. The light body stands on a crane, as if it will fly but not fly. Jianjiao is suffocating, and the steps are thin and fragrant. Super long Yin Yiyongmuxi..." At that time, Zhou Yanzhao carried her out of the bathroom, and the two of them rolled wetly on the bed sheet, and the wet marks were pressed on top, and it was cold against the skin.The curtains of the room were still closed, but at this moment there was only moonlight.She didn't want to look at Zhou Yanzhao's face, but turned her head away, and he forced her to turn her face over and over again.His eyes were red, bloodshot after drunk, as if his pupils were full of blood.Zhou Xiaomeng felt that even the moon outside the window had turned red, and she was in the flames of hell, practicing and practicing.Refining until there is not even dross left.

Zhou Xiaomeng went to bed at three o'clock in the morning and got up at six o'clock to take a shower.The bathroom was in a mess, clothes and bath towels were thrown all over the floor, and all the bottles and cans on the washstand were swept to the floor, scattered all over the floor.Zhou Xiaomeng washed for a long time until her skin turned red and her fingers were so wrinkled that no fingerprints could be seen... She only hoped that she could peel off a layer of skin so that she would not look dirty.But even if you peel off a layer of skin, so what?Zhou Yanzhao pressed her in the mire, and the filth penetrated her bones.She lowered her eyelids and quickly put on her bathrobe and went out. Zhou Yanzhao was drunk and didn't go back to her room. Zhou Xiaomeng came out of the shower, and he woke up sleepily. He stood up and glanced at her. Then he reached out and beckoned.

Zhou Xiaomeng walked over step by step, just wanting to have a knife in her hand, so that she could stab into his heart, but the skin on her face was stiff, her flesh was stiff, and her steps were even stiffer. After walking to the bed, Zhou Yanzhao sized her up and said, "You have class again today?" "There is class in the afternoon." She dare not lie, Zhou Yanzhao can check the schedule at any time. Someone knocked on the door outside the room, very cautiously three times.Zhou Xiaomeng knew it couldn't be a servant, and after knocking again, she heard Xiaoguang's voice through the door, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ten? Are you awake?"

Zhou Yanzhao lay lazily on the head of the bed, and asked, "What's the matter?" "People from the Tang family called..." Zhou Xiaomeng pretended not to hear, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yanzhao got up after hearing the news. He had no clothes here, so he interrupted Xiaoguang: "Go to my room and bring my pajamas." Zhou Yanzhao didn't ask to bring the phone, he went back to his room to answer the phone, Zhou Xiaomeng changed clothes, and went downstairs to eat.When passing through the corridor, she glanced at the master bedroom at the end of the corridor. The door was ajar, but she couldn't hear Zhou Yanzhao's movement. Zhou Binli wore a bib around his neck, and was being fed apple puree by the nurse. When he saw her coming downstairs, he narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Xiaomeng is... wearing a skirt today." "Morning, Dad." Before she could sit down, she suddenly heard Zhou Binli ask, "Where's your mother...why can't you see her all the time? Could it be that Xiaomeng had a rash and she was hospitalized with the child again?" Zhou Xiaomeng's hand holding the knife and fork was trembling slightly. She heard her own voice and answered mechanically, "Dad, I'm Xiaomeng. My rash has healed up. Mom is on a business trip." "Business trip..." The old man took a sip of the apple puree brought to his mouth by the nurse, and muttered: "Business trip..." He suddenly shivered, and said, "Tell her to go quickly...Xiao Yan wants to know what she did I can't spare her...tell her to hide away...never come back..." The old man excitedly waved his hand and overturned the bowl of apple puree in the nurse's hand, and started yelling, how could the nurse drag her? Can't stop, Zhou Xiaomeng rushed up to hug the old man: "Dad! Dad! My brother is still abroad, he won't know, he won't know!" The old man gradually relaxed in her embrace, put his head in her arms like a child, and said slowly: "Xiaomeng, you have to persuade your brother..." "I know……" "Your brother has a bad temper... Whoever offends him...he won't forgive..." The old man raised his head with difficulty, and stared behind her with cloudy eyes: "Xiaomeng, your brother is back... ..." Zhou Xiaomeng turned her head, and Zhou Yanzhao was standing on the stairs, looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, looking at the mess in the restaurant, the servant was still busy cleaning up the apple puree on the ground, and the nurse was wiping the fruit splashed on the old man's clothes. Mud, while Zhou Xiaomeng hugged the old man's shoulders and stood there motionless. Zhou Yanzhao walked down the steps step by step as if nothing had happened, and said, "Good morning, Dad." Zhou Binli glanced at Zhou Xiaomeng helplessly, and Zhou Yanzhao said again: "Xiaomeng, stop standing, sit down and eat." Only in front of Zhou Binli would Zhou Yanzhao treat her so politely, as if she was really a pampered sister. The kitchen freshly made apple puree and brought it up. The nurses began to feed the old man. Zhou Xiaomeng swallowed the sandwich and drank a sip of milk when he choked.Zhou Yanzhao ate porridge and fried dough sticks, and the three ate breakfast in silence.When Zhou Xiaomeng swallowed the last bite of the sandwich, she suddenly heard Zhou Yanzhao say, "Go home early today, I'm going to bring my girlfriend back and show it to Dad."