Chapter 2 Chapter 1 The Rogue Across the Room

A dozen martial arts actors lived next door to me. They came from Liaoning, waiting to go to the location to shoot the martial arts movie I edited. It's not just the next door, but the same suite, in and out of the same hall, using the same bathroom, going to the same toilet, taking a bath and brushing teeth in the same place, drying clothes on the same balcony, once the door is closed, It's how a family lives. And more than a dozen of them are all men, and I am the only woman. In Nanning in July, the high temperature is 36 to 7 degrees every day, without a breath of wind, everything is hot.These men from the Northeast are shirtless from morning to night, they have nothing to do, nowhere to go, and the scorching sun outside is daunting, so they have to stay in the guest house all day.

They lay on the ground panting heavily like animals, and made strange noises from time to time.Some people have been rushing to the bathroom to take a shower since noon, wearing shorts, singing songs, with towels on their shirtless shoulders, like a barracks landing beside me. From morning to night, whenever I need to go to the toilet, boil water, wash clothes, take a shower, wash my face and brush my teeth, I have to cross a dozen half-naked men walking back and forth, like a dozen piles of burning fire, in the Under the reflection of the firelight, I feel that the living room of more than 50 square meters is so vast and so narrow. The illusion of vastness comes from the fact that I always feel tired walking through the living room, and the narrowness is because they have filled the living room.

After finally coming to the door of the bathroom, I will probably meet a half-naked man coming out of it again. If I bump into it, the sweat on his body will directly wipe my bare arm, which is sticky and hot. , It is always a very uncomfortable thing to come into contact with other people's skin. The strange greasy feeling is as disgusting as getting a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the skin. Resisting the nausea, I walked into the bathroom and was about to take a deep breath to release the nausea, but I inhaled another kind of nausea. The strong smell of men mixed with unhygienic habits turned a good bathroom into a public toilet. When I went to it, it was a public toilet for men and women.Holding my breath, I turned on the faucet, held my breath to receive the water, and then held my breath to carry the water to the corridor. It was more tiring than a 10,000-meter long-distance running!I was panting and lowered my head to wash my clothes. When I raised my eyelids, I found several half-naked bodies walking around in the corridor. They looked at my bucket and asked, "Editor Lin, do you wash clothes?"

I had bras and panties buried under my skirt in the bucket, and I didn't know how to get them out and soap them up in full view.I had to carry the bucket, cross the blockade again, and go back behind enemy lines (these words and habits are all from past movies), I closed the door, and continued to wash clothes in my small room.If I were outside, I think this scene is quite ridiculous. A group of naked men are wandering in the hall, and a woman closes the door and secretly washes her underwear. How abnormal and sick! Perhaps this picture has other meanings. And where do I hang my underwear?

Both witty and brave, the wise and brave woman escaped the eyes of the enemy, she cleverly hung her bra and panties on the inside of her skirt, and then she returned to the enemy's blockade with the hanger, the skirt fluttering Like a banner of victory, although the metaphor is a bit vulgar, I think it is too appropriate. The wise and courageous woman calmly hung her skirt on the shared balcony, and now her secret little clothes can bask in the sun in a grandiose manner.All women who live under the nose of men will learn these tricks without a teacher. From the first day they moved in, the smell of men's sweat and cigarettes permeated the room. Every item, every pore was their smell. Electric lights, faucets, Windows, floors, and wall corners, the stench slowly emanates from these pores, and enters my room through the cracks in the door, making my bed and pillows full of man's sweaty smell. They are so powerful that they completely cover my own body. Breath; and so stubborn, lingering, not clean.

These smells make me sick. No wonder so many women say they are "smelly men" when scolding men. Men are really stinky, and women are naturally fragrant.This is not my discovery, but what the cleaners of our factory hostel said. They are two beautiful women, one in their twenties and the other in their thirties. Prejudice brought about by a bad mood) On a sunny morning, they said when they were tidying up a room where only one man had lived in for a day. At that time, I just got up and was pacing in the hall. Why is there always a stench, the rooms where women live are all fragrant.Back then I hadn’t shared a suite with a dozen men, so I defended them by saying it was because the men smoked and the women sprayed themselves with perfume.They rushed to say, no, the smell is not the smell of smoke, the smoke is even fragrant, otherwise why would it be called cigarettes, and the smell of women is not the smell of perfume, and no one can smell the smell of perfume.

I think they are very interesting.In the days that followed, I found that it was a true insight. During the year when I lived in the hostel, there was only one woman who lived next door. This woman was very young, only twenty years old, and very beautiful. Noticing this, I will refer to him below as Cheng Ma (N) chosen to star in the fairy film he directed as the fairy.Yes, she is Mei Fei (Mei Fei is Dong Pian in "One Man's War"). Mei Fei, when I think of this name, I will smell a faint fragrance. She lives next door to me. Her fragrance is like water dripping on the banana leaves in front of the balcony, filling the whole room with a thin layer of freshness. Green, in the hot summer, it is really refreshing!This unique fragrance of her body is faintly present in the living room, but it is much more obvious in the bathroom.On the white tiles on the window sill of the bathroom, there is a row of small and exquisite bottles, which are Mei Fei’s personal items, shampoo, body wash, soap, facial cleanser, shrinking lotion, skin lotion, sunscreen, hand cream, eye bag cream Wait, instinctively, I don't like a person who plays with her face too much, but I like these small bottles of hers for no reason. I think that even though Mei Fei has so many skin care cosmetics, she is still a A person with a simple life, if another actress is replaced, these messy things will be more than twice as much as hers.

The strange thing is that what these small bottles emit is not the fragrance of their respective brands, but the breath of Mei Fei.When Mei Fei was away, I put my nose close to the bottles and sniffed them one by one. Without exception, they were all the fragrance of Mei Fei. Mei Fei is really a fairy. She became a fairy before she even started acting. No wonder Cheng Ma went all over the country and singled her out. He went to Beijing, Shanghai, Hangzhou and Yangzhou, and stepped on the threshold of countless theater troupes. , and finally found her in the comrade-in-arms song and dance troupe in Guangzhou. She is from Shanghai and joined the army to Guangzhou.I still think that Cheng Ma had a pair of sharp eyes at some point.

During those days, I liked to stay in the bathroom when I had nothing to do. There was a strange fragrance there that lingered all day long. I took a deep breath in the bathroom, once again and again, and the light green fragrance entered my internal organs, like the breeze on the grassland. , Every grass stretches its waist while shaking.Women's deodorant is an earthly flower that makes my body a kind of paradise. How I loved her baggy men's shirt, that white cotton shirt that covered her arms better than the best sunscreen; I loved her big straw hat with its wide brim, dense with straw And vivid, reminiscent of endless wheat fields; I love her sunglasses, which make her look like a leprechaun; I love her sandals, her bare fingernails have a pearly sheen, and her heels are like big petals of pink Magnolia petals.

I love her fragrance, the sound of water she makes in the bathroom, and the warm water mist, the mist clears, the beauty comes out of the bath, in the remaining mist, Mei Fei's naked body is graceful and soft, the jagged water Beads glistened on her body, and in bumps, bends, and hollows, the drops became another kind of drop entirely, one of the same texture as pearls, but sparkling like diamonds.How I would like to be the Emperor of Turkey!Let Mei Fei be my slave girl, just like that, naked with pearls, standing in front of my bath, let me touch her beautiful body.But I still don't want to be the emperor, the imperial system should be overthrown; Mei Fei also doesn't want to be my female slave, the slavery system should be overthrown.Just let her be her fairy again and take a bath in the fairyland in the sky.

At night, the Yaochi is the bathroom, and the living room is the Milky Way.The rivers and rivers are far away, so close to the world, "she is over there, and I am here, still far away" (I don't remember which country's folk song it is, the song is called "Sunning the Straw").The Milky Way is the Milky Way, mortals can only cross it, I am in the room, she is in the bathroom, and the sound of water can be heard, which is thrilling. It is impossible for me to stand at the door of the bathroom and peek inside, only to become a fairy, with one foot on the ground, immediately fly from the window into the air, and then descend from the air to the roof of our gray house, beyond my expectation, The roof is not covered with tiles, but with cement prefabricated panels, without any gaps.So I let myself hang upside down next to the window, there is no curtain in the bathroom, the window is wide open, and the steam gushes out one after another, hitting my head and face, these are the water vapors from Mei Fei's body, and the smell is very fragrant.Being a fairy is satisfying to me. If I were a fairy, peeping would no longer be peeping, but looking around, not obscene at all, not vulgar and despicable at all, but like bright stars, noble and beautiful. If I were a celestial being, of course, I would fly with Mei Fei.We will hold hands, feet together, our clothes are blowing in the wind, our eyes are fixed on the Big Dipper, and the air is rubbing against our ears, making a whirring sound. Ten years have passed, how much I want to fall in love with Mei Fei again!I love you more than Vivien Leigh, I love you more than Maria.Callas. Looking back, during the three days when Mei Fei lived next door to me, she was not a fairy to me, but a sharp sword. I suspected that she had some kind of affair with Cheng Ma. is all too common.I'm jealous of this girl who is ten years younger than me, my eyes are full of venom, and as she goes out for longer and longer, the venom in my eyes accumulates, I wander in the living room like a squirrel A restless poisonous snake, as soon as she enters the door, the venom will automatically spray out. A 20-year-old girl who knows nothing about all this, she is innocent (or is she scheming?), as soon as she walks in the door and sees me, she immediately smiles sincerely, with a bright smile, illuminating all the dark corners .She said happily: I went to the meeting!The sound is like broken silver in a clear sky. Then she went to wash her face, and after washing her face, she talked to me in the hall.She asked me to look at her eyes, and she said, look, I have bags under my eyes, and I have to use this kind of eye bag cream every day, imported and domestic ones are useless.She added, it's great that you don't have bags under your eyes at all. A sharp sword turned back into a fairy.She held a meeting, tried on makeup, held another meeting, and on the third day, she set off for the location.I haven't seen her since.The good girl doesn't know where she is today. I was besieged on an island surrounded by a sea of ​​men, turbulent all day long.They have nothing to do but yell, kick, push up, wander up and down.Sometimes when I sit in the cool air on the top of the building, those who read a lot among them will talk to me about culture, the unity of man and nature, talk about emptiness, and talk about what kind of people have what kind of government. I really want to tell them that if I continue to live like this People are going crazy. I couldn't sleep all night, it was hot and annoying, the air was full of men's sweat, and there were too many mosquitoes.In the daytime, you can see dense one after another in the corners of the living room, bathroom, and kitchen. They are motionless and lurking on the wall, as if they are dead.At dusk, they fly up with great fanfare, Weng Weng's voices come and go, and when you stretch out your hands, you can feel the vibration of the air.There are so many of them, and more and more, it is possible that the mosquitoes in the whole factory are rushing towards the fourth floor of this gray house, like the planes in World War II, coming menacingly, non-stop, they are the ones that make the sky dark down.When it got dark, I had to turn on the light. The light gave the mosquitoes a clear target, and they flew happier. The sweat glands of more than a dozen martial arts actors simultaneously sent a message of a grand carnival, like a dozen gongs beating, which can be heard no matter how far away. If it was Mei Fei, it would definitely not attract mosquitoes. I suspect that the fragrance on her body is also a kind of mosquito coil. All real beauties are naturally mosquito-repellent. If they go, there will be a swarm of mosquitoes behind them, and their beauty will be reduced by 90%.Women are plants, all kinds of trees or herbs; men are animals, and birds of a feather flock together, so they attract so many mosquitoes. I lit mosquito coils in all four corners of the room to no avail. And I was in the mosquito net, separated by the door and wall, separated by mosquito coils, and separated by the mosquito net. The triple barrier could not eliminate the interference of mosquitoes.Although they haven't directly reached my skin, their encirclement makes me nervous. They are like a dark cloud, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands, and shouting loudly.There were too many mosquitoes, so some of them got in through the gap under the door and flew around my mosquito net. I thought they would always find a breakthrough and swarm in. The biggest anarchist act of my youth broke out at this time. Just like a revolution, after brewing, accumulating, stimulating, and finally reaching the critical point, the arrow is on the string, and it explodes with a bang.At the same time, it is also like going crazy. You have to be stimulated by various things before you can finally reach the state of fearlessness.Also like a big fire, there must be combustibles in advance.And all of these are piled up in the gray house. By the third day, I felt like I was going crazy.I decided to leave this place, no matter where I go, even if I go to the prison, there are at least women's cells in the prison, and I don't have to live in the same room with a dozen men.But I couldn't get into the prison, so I had to hide in my hometown in Beiliu. After staying in Beiliu for seven or eight days, I got a good night's sleep before returning to Nanning. The dust settled in the gray building, and the building was empty. They finally went to the location, but they heard that they would come back after the filming, and they also heard that the next film that the factory was going to shoot was a martial arts film.The smell of sweat left in the building appeared and disappeared. I felt that in this chaotic environment, I would not be able to write a single word. I would not be able to sleep well, and it would be difficult to guarantee a basic life. In the long run, even my body would fall off. I realized that the house issue was really a matter of life and death for me. At this time, a new round of housing allocation plan came down in the factory, and I was not there again!I feel like I'm being fooled. The land of the film factory was sufficient, and the economic benefits were very good at that time. Houses were built one after another. The per capita housing area of ​​the entire factory staff was 30 square meters (either 30 or 50, I don’t remember very clearly), which is comparable to the average housing area in Germany. The area is the same, and even workers, almost everyone can get a house, the difference is only the size of the house and the newness of the old one.When I first moved here from the library, the factory manager said, you are temporarily staying in the hostel, and the dormitory building over there will be capped soon. By then, you college students will live in a room with two rooms and one living room.Immediately, my heart was full of enthusiasm, and I went to live in the guest house excitedly. After a while, the new building was built, but there was no mine.I went to find the factory manager again, who lived downstairs from me. His wife was my immediate superior, and his daughter was my friend. It was very easy to find him, and I couldn’t avoid him even if I wanted to.This time, the factory manager said that the new building is gone, and the old building is fine too. I will give you two rooms and one living room from the old building.