The blue sky is as clear as washing. Against the background of countless skyscrapers, the old town painted by old roofs looks dark.In this ancient city named Yinhai, the sense of vicissitudes arises spontaneously. The quiet alley was wet, and after the heavy rain, it was foggy and there were few pedestrians. In a secluded courtyard, an old-fashioned two-story wooden building is silent in the fog like an antique.There is a concave corridor upstairs, and a narrow staircase leads directly to the center of the corridor.On the dilapidated door downstairs, the seal was corroded until only two red marks remained.The old courtyard door has no door panels, only two gray and white brick walls.This faded old wall stretches along the entire empty alley.

Twenty-one-year-old Pan Yulong followed a fat man to the door of the small courtyard. The fat man said, "Come in!" This small courtyard seemed to be the warehouse of some unit.The stairs are old and the banisters are cracked and oily.It was steep, narrow, and creaked menacingly under their feet.The exit of the stairs was facing the main room on the second floor, and an old-fashioned double door caught Pan Yulong's attention.Pan Yulong followed the fat man along the corridor to the left. They turned a corner and came to the end of the corridor.The fat man stopped, and inserted the prepared key into the keyhole of the wing door.

"Here, just such a neighbor, a father and a daughter. Dad is a poet..." The lock may be a little rusty, but the fat man finally opened it after twisting it for a long time, "My daughter... is also very good, but she is beautiful!" Pan Yulong followed into the door, the room was very dark, the fat man turned on the light, and the furnishings in the room were simple: a bed, a desk, and a dilapidated wardrobe, which matched the dilapidated room very well.Pan Yulong walked to the window and opened the dusty window with great difficulty.The fat man also leaned over to the window, feeling with himself:

"Look, what a wide field of vision." The terrain here is high, and you can see the dazzling blue sky from above, and the old city with wavy eaves from below, but Pan Yulong's sight is directly on the big room facing the stairs.The quaint double doors of the big room are at an oblique angle of ninety degrees to his windows.Standing in front of this window, one can see almost the entire corridor, as well as the stairs, the small courtyard, and the half-empty alley outside the courtyard. He turned around: "Can it be cheaper?" The fat man shook his head: "No matter how cheap it is, I'm sure it won't work. I saw you studying in our school, so I quoted the lowest price when I opened my mouth. It's cheaper than you living in the school dormitory. Besides, don't you just want to be quiet? This kind of old house for foreigners And cultural people like it."

Reluctantly, Pan Yulong took out the money from his bag, pieced it together, and handed it to the fat man.The fat man dipped in his saliva and counted seriously.Pan Yulong approached the window and cast his gaze out of the window. The alleys and courtyards outside the window were indeed quiet and deserted. "What is value for money, huh? It's so peaceful to read a book here at night!" The fat man said with a smile on his shoulder after counting the money. In the night of Yinhai, it gets dark very late. When night fell slowly, the small building that was still unusually quiet during the day suddenly made an ear-splitting roar, and the music with a strong rhythm hit like an explosion, and even the newly installed curtains on the windows were shaking slightly.Pan Yulong was sitting under the lamp with books spread out on the table. The loud noise made him unable to read, and the pen on the table vibrated slightly.The main room was brightly lit, and the noise from there broke through the window.

Pan Yulong had to put the Walkman's earphones on his head, and took out his English book to read aloud.The music in the main room suddenly stopped, and the voice of the English reading aloud couldn't help being loud.But there was only a moment of silence, and then the music exploded again at full speed. Pan Yulong strode towards the main room, restraining his anger, and knocked on the door as politely as possible.There was no response from inside the door, and the floor was still vibrating violently.Pan Yulong knocked harder and shouted loudly at the same time: "Hey, is there anyone?"

No one answered.He had to slam on the door hard, but unexpectedly the door was not closed, and under the force, the two doors suddenly opened.The bright lights in the room burned his eyes, and the moment his vision recovered, Pan Yulong was shocked by the scene in front of him. Four boys and a girl lined up, ten feet hitting the floor in the strong tap dance music, music and The dance steps are intertwined, and the momentum is like overwhelming.The girl in the middle looks less than twenty, with passionate expressions and movements. Pan Yulong was so shocked by the youthful atmosphere and strong dynamism in front of him, as well as the selfless intoxication of the boys and girls, that he even forgot the reason why he knocked on the door and entered.He stood at the door with stunned eyes. Fortunately, the dance stopped soon. The boys and girls found the uninvited guests at the door, and the music also stopped.A boy was full of doubts, and asked hostilely in a blunt tone:

"Who is this?" Pan Yulong was a little embarrassed, and was stopped by the question, not knowing how to explain his identity. The boys turned to the girl and asked, "Doudou, who is this?" The girl's tone was also somewhat hostile: "Who are you looking for?" Only then did Pan Yulong wake up, and said, "Ah, I'm sorry to bother you, I just moved here, so I live next door." The girl blinked her doubtful eyes, and even leaned out of the door, and glanced at the side room: "Oh, you are a relative of Master Tian, ​​right?" "Ah, no, I rent the house of Master Tian..."

The girl was a little more polite, but her attitude was still cold: "Oh, what do you want?" "I'm sorry, please turn down the volume, your music is too loud." The boys and girls looked at him unfriendly, but no one spoke.Pan Yulong had no choice but to thank him again and leave in embarrassment.He returned to his room, just sat down at the small desk, the vibration of the music came back again.Pan Yulong was stunned for a long time, more helpless than angry, so he simply went to bed.The bed was made during the day and a mosquito net was hung.Pan Yulong lay on the bed, watching the top of the mosquito net tremble slightly, and he could still see the dust peeling off layer by layer on the wall outside the tent.

Pan Yulong tossed and turned, and suddenly, the music and dancing stopped unexpectedly.A half-drunk voice came from the main room. It seemed that the girl's father had returned and was loudly reprimanding his daughter and her companions.The reprimand was interspersed with the daughter's complaint: "Dad! You're drunk again!" The dispute between the two was flickering.The girl's father was obviously drunk: "...Didn't I let you come and dance here? Late, late at night, and... harassing the neighbors..." The boys had to scatter like birds and beasts, and said one after another following the sound of the rumbling downstairs. Saying "Goodbye, Doudou." and other farewell words, there were also one or two "Goodbye, Uncle", and the necessary politeness was extremely perfunctory.

The girl's father is still nagging: "Young people nowadays don't know how to care for others! How can the dancing be so emotional and infecting others..." The girl was a little disgusted by her father's nagging: "You drink so much wine all day, the poems you write can infect people? You want to drink in the future and don't go to the Crimson Bar to drink all the time? How many times have you said it? Why are you always talking?" Do not listen!" "Why can't I go to the Crimson Bar, where should I go to drink?" "You don't give money for drinking! If you don't give money, people keep asking me for money, and deduct our money. Will you let us dance at the Crimson Bar!" The girl's father said in a muffled voice, "...don't...don't take care of my affairs." "I don't care if you can drink or not! Hey, why is this dress like this? I just bought this dress..." The voices of the father and daughter gradually decreased, as if they had entered the back room, and the whole small building became quiet again. Only then did Pan Yulong let out a sigh of relief.He glanced at his watch, took a book by the bed, and was exhausted when he tried to open it. Pan Yulong didn't sleep well that night, and looked sleepy in class the next day.When the class was over, the teacher just put together the notes for lesson preparation, and the students couldn't wait to rush out.There were also a few people crowded to the podium to consult the teacher, only Pan Yulong was still sitting where he was, packing his things listlessly. The sun is poisonous. Pan Yulong walked across the playground, walked into the dim woodworking room from the bright sun, and stood in front of the door to adapt to the light in the room.The fat man was planing a piece of wood, and when he saw Pan Yulong approaching unexpectedly, he immediately became enthusiastic: "Yo, get out of class is over. How is it? Did you live comfortably last night?" Pan Yulong said angrily, "I'm so comfortable to death!" "Look, I'm right..." Pan Yulong slammed the door key on the wood, "I want to check out. You can refund me the rent. I stayed for one night yesterday, so you can deduct the money for a week." "Hey, what's the matter? This is, aren't you optimistic about this house? Don't you just want to be quiet..." "Yes! It's just too quiet!" "Didn't you see it, how quiet it is during the day..." "I'm at school during the day, what does being quiet during the day have to do with me!" "That's not easy, the money will definitely not be refunded." "Why?" "This house belongs to my aunt, and I have given the money to my aunt." "Then ask your aunt if she wants to come back." "Why don't you come back, my aunt..." The fat man thought for a while: "Well, you paid the money for half a year, so I'll spare you an extra month, okay? I'll help you with my aunt." Let’s go ahead and forgive me for one more month, that’s all right.” The fat man picked up the tea mug next to him and signaled Pan Yulong to drink tea, and Pan Yulong shook his head without emotion.The fat man took a sip by himself: "This old Tang's family is really good. My aunt and them are old neighbors. How many years have we lived here... Tang Doudou's mother has passed away. Her mother is a piano player. This family is quite artistic. I don't know why, but then I quarreled every day. It seems that it was because her mother bought a piano." Pan Yulong looked at the fat man, seeming to understand. The fat man said: "Anyway, since they got that piano at home, the couple have been arguing every day. Later, the girl fell in love with that step dance, and it became even more noisy. To be honest. Let me tell you, I just moved out because I couldn't stand it, that tap dance..." Pan Yulong corrected: "Tap dance." "Ah, it's just... Hey, do you think anyone will watch that kind of floor-stomping dance?" Pan Yulong sat on the woodworking table behind him with a gloomy face, feeling that he was extremely unlucky. The fat man observed his expression: "It's really impossible, you go find Tang Doudou's father and let her father take care of them?" Pan Yulong was too lazy to talk to him any more, turned around and walked out of the dark room. There were not too many people in the cafeteria during dinner, and Pan Yulong sat alone in the corner, looking a little lonely. There was a bowl of rice on the table, and a few pieces of pickles that looked oily and watery were piled on top of the rice. After dinner, Pan Yulong dialed a card phone in the noisy snack street outside the college. "Sister! I'm Yulong. Is Mom's illness getting better recently... Sister, I want to discuss something with you. Can I borrow some money from my brother-in-law?...What, my brother-in-law's car hit someone else's car Is brother-in-law okay..." Misfortunes never come singly, the family was hopeless, and Pan Yulong walked back to the small courtyard listlessly. Back in the room, it was still dark, Pan Yulong spread out the books in front of the desk, and then opened the window, the window of the main room opposite was also opened, a pair of slender hands were drying a white wristband on the hanger in front of the window .Pan Yulong realized that the girl's eyes were suddenly swept to this side, so he quickly looked away, while the main room closed the window with a slamming sound in an unfriendly voice. After an unknown amount of time, Pan Yulong raised his head from the pile of books, facing only the closed windows, the entire small courtyard was silent. "I can't do this all the time. I have to find a job." Pan Yulong made up his mind. He changed into a relatively formal dress and walked out of the yard.It is not far from this ancient alley to the bustling market.Walking into a teahouse, I asked the proprietress who was sitting behind the counter and looked up at the TV, "Excuse me boss, do you have any evening work here?" The proprietress stared at the TV, and after a while she suddenly came back to her senses and answered, "Ah? Yes! It starts at four o'clock in the afternoon." "Four o'clock in the afternoon? Is there any one at seven o'clock in the evening?" "Seven o'clock? Not at seven o'clock, why are you here at seven o'clock?" The proprietress looked up and went to watch TV again.Pan Yulong could only nod his head: "Then I will trouble you." Not far from the teahouse is a barbecue restaurant. A fat-bellied boss and a few friends are sitting in the backyard of the restaurant eating barbecue. He looks up and down at the young man in front of him, with a clear and refreshing voice. "Seven o'clock, okay! Pay a deposit of five hundred yuan." "Do you still need a deposit?" The boss widened his eyes: "There is no deposit, I sent you the clothes, and you slipped away, what should I do?" Going further along this street, the lights seemed a bit dim. Pan Yulong stopped for half a step in front of a bar named "Crimson" and looked at the feasting lights at the door. Go to the food stall.A greasy little boss took Pan Yulong's student ID card tossed and examined for a long time before handing it back. "Yo, you're studying hotel management? Then don't go to my place, go there!" Pan Yulong looked along the little boss's hand, his eyes passed through a low and old building, and he saw a skyscraper in the distance. The neon lights on the top of the building read "Wancheng Hotel" in brilliant characters .The little boss smiled and said, "I'm here to recruit migrant workers." Having found nothing, Pan Yulong returned to the small courtyard, and the girl on the opposite side ran down the stairs in a hurry, and met Pan Yulong on the narrow stairs.Pan Yulong took the initiative to turn sideways and let the girl pass first.The girl's eyes and footsteps were the same, they both paused for half a second on Pan Yulong's body, and then ran down the stairs.Pan Yulong stood halfway up the stairs, following her back with his eyes. She ran to the gate of the small courtyard, and a boy who was dancing with her was waiting for her on a dilapidated motorcycle.The girl got on the motorcycle, put her arms around the boy's waist, and the motorcycle drove away like the wind. Pan Yulong was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around and walked up to the second floor. The night finally quieted down. Pan Yulong was taking notes while flipping through the book, the room was so quiet that one could almost hear the nib wandering.He suddenly heard a creaking sound from outside the door, as if someone was going upstairs.He raised his head and listened carefully, but the footsteps suddenly stopped.Then there was a knock on the door of the main room.Pan Yulong's gaze returned to the book.The knock on the door stopped for a while.Footsteps then came towards him.Someone knocked on his door quickly. A middle-aged man knocked on the door: "Is there anyone in that house?" Pan Yulong stood in front of the door and did not invite anyone into the house: "I don't know, maybe I went out." "Are you family with them?" "No, I rent a house here." "Then do you know that the main house is a couple with a girl?" "Oh, I haven't seen her parents, I've seen that girl." A trace of imperceptible joy flashed across the face of the middle-aged man: "How old is that girl?" Pan Yulong asked back, "What do you do?" "Ah, I'm doing urban history research. My surname is Wang... Isn't this old city area applying for old city protection? I'm collecting information on it. I heard that the family has lived here for several generations. I I want to interview them." Pan Yulong nodded and said, "Oh." Both sides seemed to be unable to find anything to say, and the middle-aged man could only leave: "Ah, that's fine, then I'll come back another day." The middle-aged man is gone.Pan Yulong closed the door and returned to the desk in front of the window.Through the window, he saw the middle-aged man walking from the second floor to the yard, and there was a flash of white light in the yard.He understood that the middle-aged man was taking pictures of the small building with a camera.The middle-aged man walked out of the yard, and the flashing lights flickered in the alley again.Pan Yulong was a little puzzled, but he didn't know where the doubt came from. In class the next day, Pan Yulong was very preoccupied.I only saw the teacher opening his mouth on the podium, but I didn't know what I heard.When the class was over, the students scrambled to get up and go out as usual. The teacher packed up his things and was about to leave. Pan Yulong stepped forward hesitantly and called out: "Teacher Li……" "What's the matter?" The teacher raised his head. Pan Yulong waited for a while, and when he saw that the classroom was empty, he said in a low voice, "I want to drop out." "But you are about to graduate in half a year, so you should think of a way..." Pan Yulong was embarrassed: "I really have no other choice..." "Did you drop out of school, haven't you studied in vain for the past three years!" Pan Yulong was speechless. The teacher thought for a while and said, "If you really can't pay the tuition fee, you can apply for a one-year suspension of study first, and then you can continue to study after you have collected enough money." "A break from school?" "You can keep your student status and suspend your studies." Upon receiving this news, Pan Yulong hurried back to the small courtyard, and on the stairs, he heard the sound of the father and daughter arguing in the main house. Father sounded a little excited: "That deep red bar...why can't you go if you can?" The daughter's rebuttal did not give in: "I was going to perform to make money! What are you doing! No money is given after drinking. Almost all of my performance fees were deducted last month!" Pan Yulong walked carefully through the door of the main room. "I raised you so big, can't I drink some wine from you?" "If you are always like this, they will fire us. If I fire me, how will I pay you for drinking? Besides, your health is not good, and you still drink every day..." "The poet fights wine three hundred times, if I don't drink it, I'm going to get sick!" ... Pan Yulong walked along the corridor to his room.As soon as he entered the door, he heard the door of the main room slamming, and he saw the back of the girl's father coming downstairs from the window.This is a thin, middle-aged man with messy soft hair, and his steps are slightly faltering.Pan Yulong looked towards the main room again. The doors and windows of the main room were closed tightly, and no movement could be heard. When the courtyard became quiet, Pan Yulong sat down at the small table, found a blank piece of paper, spread it out, and wrote the following words in the center of the brow of the white paper: application for suspension of school. At this time, music played by the piano suddenly came from the main room. The slow and sad notes seemed to fall from the sky, as if talking about a past love... Pan Yulong stopped writing unexpectedly and looked up, the music flowed from his heart. flow the same way... The piano was flowing like water, and Pan Yulong walked out of the room.He walked gently through the corridor, came to the door of the main room, and paused for a while, as if he couldn't bear to miss every note.After a while, he walked down the stairs slowly, feeling that this piece of music was played just for him. The melody of the piano is like his mood at this time, accompanying his lonely figure through the flow of people and traffic.In a canteen on the street, he bought a piece of bread, then walked to the river, sat on the steps, slowly swayed his feet, and ate the bread seriously.The river reflects the night view of the city, and the confused reflection is like a silent chant about the city and the city A love that no one knows... When Pan Yulong walked up the stairs, he heard someone knocking on the door of the main room. Under the dim light at the entrance of the stairs, he recognized that the knocker was the middle-aged man surnamed Wang, who was looking in through the crack of the door of Tang Doudou's house. Their eyes met, and their expressions were somewhat awkward. "Ah, do you know where this family has gone again? I don't happen to happen every time." Pan Yulong shook his head and said, "I don't know." Then he walked towards his room. The middle-aged man chased after a few steps: "Young man, can you help me... Ancient city research is very important to everyone. You see I have come here several times, can you tell me where I can find them?" Pan Yulong stopped and nodded. He led the middle-aged man from the dark alley to the bustling neighborhood.The neighborhood was brightly lit. Standing here and continuing to look far away, the Wancheng Hotel in the distant view is majestic and majestic, and it is worthy of being the landmark building of this city.Under its proud overlooking, every restaurant and bar in this block feels small, only Crimson Bar relies on some fashionable embellishments to support the facade, which feels a little high-end. The middle-aged man followed Pan Yulong into the bar.The scale of the bar far exceeds its facade, and the fierce tap dance music shakes people's hearts.The noisy human voices and the bizarre aura all came rushing towards him unavoidably.The girl and her dance group were performing to their heart's content on the stage, and everyone in the audience clapped their hands to add to the fun, and the air in the arena was almost boiling. Pan Yulong pointed to the middle-aged man at the bar, where the girl's father was half drunk.He saw the middle-aged man walking towards the bar, so he turned his gaze to the stage. He looked at the girl's handsome face illuminated by the strong light with admiration, and he was excited by the perfect performance of this group of boys and girls. He suddenly heard a discordant sound in the rhythm of music and taps, and he turned his head and couldn't help but be dumbfounded - the girl's father and the middle-aged man clashed for some reason, and he drunkenly pushed the middle-aged man away from the bar.The middle-aged man seemed to want to pester him to talk about something, but the girl's father refused to talk any more. When he threw away the middle-aged man, he collided with a drunken strong man, who pushed him away, and pushed him away. He staggered a few steps and knocked over the wine table behind him.Several women screamed and screamed, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.The music was still going on, but the girl had interrupted the performance and jumped off the stage. She rushed into the crowd to help her father up. The young drunk was still cursing, and the four boys on the stage also rushed down, dragging the drunk Loud theory, speech disagreement, fists and feet, the whole bar is in chaos... At this time, a white light suddenly flashed in front of Pan Yulong's eyes. He turned his head and looked away, and saw a strange situation - the middle-aged man took advantage of the confusion to take pictures of the girl and her father in succession, and then retreated sideways. The door of the bar disappeared without a trace. In the bar, tables and chairs are scattered, people are crowded, and people are still calling... It was dead of night when Pan Yulong returned to the small courtyard. He lay down under the desk lamp and continued to write his "application for suspension of school".The stairs creaked, and someone came upstairs.Pan Yulong listened intently, and could tell that the girl was helping her father back.He heard the father and daughter enter the main room, and the yard became quiet afterward. Pan Yulong stood up, trying to close the curtains.His eyes were captured by the figure of the girl walking around in the window of the main room, he heard her voice of pouring water from a basin, and her low-pitched complaints to her father... But soon, her figure faded out of the window frame and never resurfaced. Pan Yulong couldn't sleep at night. The small courtyard was quiet, and the lights of the small building had been extinguished.The alleys are also quiet, and the stone road reflects the faint light of the street lamps.It seemed that some sporadic raindrops were falling, hitting the glass of the window, and flowing quickly along the glass.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit the wooden planks of the corridor, and the floorboards made a crackling sound. There was a bang, and there was a muffled thunder in the sky.Pan Yulong was awakened by the sound of thunder. It turned out that someone was banging on the door hard.He hurriedly put on his pants and got out of bed to open the door. He was surprised to see the girl in the main room standing in front of the door half wet, her face could not tell whether it was rain or tears, and her voice had become hoarse and changed: "I'm sorry, please help! My dad... my dad is sick!" There was a bang on the side of the main room, and the wind blew the door. The girl begged and ran back in a panic.Pan Yulong tore off a jacket and ran out of the room.At the door of the main room, the girl was pushing the door hard, and the wind had just blown the door shut.Pan Yulong pulled the girl away, smashed the glass on the door with his fist, reached in, and opened the lock from the inside, ignoring the sharp blade of the broken glass to draw a bloodstain on his wrist.They rushed into the house and found the girl's father sitting unconscious on the bedroom floor.Pan Yulong rushed up to pick him up, the girl opened an umbrella, and the two rushed out of the house together. It rained heavily.Pan Yulong, carrying the girl's father on his back, rushed out of the alley through the stagnant water and onto the street.The girl reached out to stop the car, almost standing in the middle of the road. The first car was a sedan, and it swerved past them. Soon, the second car appeared at the intersection, it was a taxi!The girl waved desperately at the front of the car, and the taxi slowed down and stopped. The warning light on the door of the emergency room slammed on, displaying the four red letters "operating in progress".Maybe the girl saw that Pan Yulong's wrist was bleeding profusely just now, so she took off her wristband and handed it over. Pan Yulong waved his hand and said, "No, it's fine." Wristbands were put on for him to protect the wound. After an unknown amount of time, the door of the emergency room opened suddenly, a nurse came out, and Tang Doudou rushed to meet her.The nurse ignored her and left in a hurry. The girl stopped a doctor who was following closely behind. The doctor spoke quickly: "Your father used to have an enlarged spleen, does your family know?" The girl shook her head in panic. The doctor said as he walked: "Today he may have suffered an external impact, which caused his spleen to rupture. We are trying our best to rescue him." The doctor walked quickly to another room to get things, and the nurses also rushed in front of them, carrying medical equipment and bottles and cans of medicine.It seemed like a long century before the door of the emergency room was reopened, and the doctors and nurses came out one after another.The doctor took off his mask as he walked, and walked in front of Tang Doudou and Pan Yulong. "I'm sorry, we have done our best. Your father's spleen ruptured, he lost a lot of blood, and the rescue failed...the patient has died!" Pan Yulong and the girl stood side by side in front of the doctor, with the same pale face, the same wet hair, and the same childlike stunned and helpless! In the early morning, the courtyard was quiet. Pan Yulong got up from the bed, stood in front of the window and looked in the direction of the main room.The doors and windows of the girl's house were closed tightly, and there was no sound.A piece of glass on the door was still broken, with a few scattered pieces of glass barely covering the air leaking door frame. A sound of "dong dong dong" from the stairs broke the tranquility of the morning, and four boys from the dance group came to knock on the girl's door.But the door of the main room was closed tightly, and there was no reply.The boys whispered a few words to each other and left sadly. The courtyard became quiet again. Pan Yulong walked out of his hut and slowed down when approaching the main room, listening carefully to the movement in the room.In the house, there was no movement. In Pan Yulong's memory, this was the first time he walked into the door of the Academic Affairs Office of the college. Several teachers in the Academic Affairs Office were busy. Pan Yulong was lying at a desk filling out the suspension registration form, and a teacher casually came over to give pointers while doing other things. "Just keep it simple, aren't you just an application for suspension of school? Just say that the family is in trouble, so you don't need to fill in such a long-winded... student number, student number clearly..." Pan Yulong filled out the registration form and handed it to the teacher respectfully. "Thank you, teacher." "Okay...don't forget to read the book by yourself, don't forget everything when you come back after a year." Pan Yulong nodded: "Understood." When Pan Yulong returned to the small courtyard, he saw the boy on the motorcycle again at the gate of the courtyard. The boy leaned on the old-fashioned motorcycle, looked at him head-on, and didn't talk to each other. Pan Yulong entered the small courtyard, and when he walked up the stairs, he saw three other boys from the dance group knocking on the door of the main room again.The boys and Pan Yulong looked at each other, but they were all silent.Pan Yulong walked back to his room along the corridor, listening to the shouts of the boys outside. "Doudou, Tang Doudou, have you eaten yet? Doudou, are you okay?" In the closed door, finally there was a hysterical response: "Let me be quiet!" This echo immediately made the three boys hoarse. Through the window in front of the desk, Pan Yulong saw the three boys go downstairs mumbling.He turned around and walked to the faucet, took out the clothes soaked in the basin, and took out the white wristband the girl gave him from his pocket, soaped and rubbed vigorously, but the blood on the wristband was still red. At the moment when the afterglow of the setting sun covered the small table in front of the window with a layer of gold, Pan Yulong heard the sound of a motorbike motor coming from the alley again. up the yard.Pan Yulong put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes, and heard the sound of someone walking upstairs quickly.Through the window he saw the boy on the motorcycle alone, knocking on the door of Tang Doudou's house. Just like in the daytime, after knocking on the door twice, a shout came out, "Let me be quiet for a while!" This shout also called Pan Yulong back to his seat.He picked up the book again, but absent-mindedly, and heard the boy's disconsolate descending, his steps heavy and slow.Moments later, the motor whimpers and drifts away. In the middle of the night, Pan Yulong lighted up the small yellow lamp on the desk, and looked through the window towards the main room again. Tang Doudou's house, like the whole small courtyard, had no light at all, and seemed to have fallen asleep. At dawn, Pan Yulong opened the door. He was dressed in clean and tidy clothes, with a satchel on his back.When passing by the main room, he stopped for a moment, but there was still no sound in the door. The personnel department of Jinyuan Hotel is full of men and women who come to apply for the job.With a "snap", a personnel officer put a stamp on Pan Yulong's photo, and the photo with a dull expression had already been pasted on the "Jinyuan Hotel Entry Registration Form". A huge bed sheet shook open in the air, and slowly collapsed like a parachute. Pan Yulong stood in front of the bed in the hotel room and quickly straightened the bed sheet.Then, blankets were laid, pillowcases changed, and a bed was quickly made up.Clean the mirror, distribute water cups, change toothbrush, fold towels, brush the bucket, close the lid of the bucket, and finally put a note with the words "disinfected".Pan Yulong moved swiftly, and quickly cleaned up the room, "Room 718 has been cleaned." He picked up the phone on the bedside table and pressed a number. After hanging up the phone, he saw two five-yuan bills scattered beside the phone. He pressed the corner of the bills with the phone, got up and walked out of the room. Before leaving get off work, the foreman made room rounds, and the foreman took the score sheet to check and draw while checking, which was so simple that it was almost scribbled.But he still saw the ten change money pressed under the phone.He asked Pan Yulong, "Why don't you put it away?" "It's a guest's. It might have been left here." The foreman smiled: "This is a tip." The foreman divided the money into two, stuffed five yuan into Pan Yulong's arms, and kept the other five yuan by himself. Pan Yulong was stunned: "This, can I take it?" The head waiter had already walked to the door, turned around and said, "As long as the customer puts it on the bedside or next to the pillow, it must be a tip, and you are right to collect it." Pan Yulong took the five yuan, hesitated for a while, and put it in his arms a little out of habit. Perhaps because of the first day of work, Pan Yulong obviously did not adapt to the intensity of the labor. The moment he walked out of the hotel, he looked exhausted.He staggered across the road, from here he could see the majestic body of the Wancheng Hotel in the distance, and the Golden Garden Hotel looked shabby and trivial under the arrogance of that skyscraper. Back in the small courtyard, Pan Yulong was panting a bit when he went up the stairs, but he tried to hold his breath when he passed the door of the main room. There was still no movement inside the door. He wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, hesitated for a moment, finally gave up, and continued. Go to your own house.In front of his door, he saw the clothes lying in the corridor, hesitated for a moment, took off the wristband that was hanging out with the clothes, and turned back to the door of Tang's house. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He knocked a few more times, and when he turned around in disappointment, the door opened with a bang, followed by the girl's hoarse and angry shout: "Can you please let me be quiet for a while!" The girl obviously didn't expect that it was the neighbor who had helped her who knocked on the door this time, so the shouting stopped abruptly.Pan Yulong handed the wristband over. The girl's eyes were weak, and she looked down at the wristband, as if she was identifying a strange object. Keep leaning, she reached out to take the wristband, and then there was a "creak", and the two doors opened. The door closes again. It was another night, and the whole small building was silent for three days. The next day, when Pan Yulong got off work, Tang Doudou's house was still closed.He took out a shoelace, measured the size of the pane on the door, went to a glass shop nearby, and bought a piece of glass.He carefully held the glass wrapped in newspaper, and when he was walking back to the small courtyard, he saw a man with lowered eyebrows and hiding his head coming out of the courtyard.From the back, he suddenly recognized that person as the "Old Wang" who studied the history of the old city, and the "Old Wang" walked towards the other end of the alley without looking back. He watched Lao Wang's back disappear into the alley, entered the courtyard and went upstairs suspiciously, leaned the bought glass against the door of the main room carefully, put on an old glove and began to clean up the remaining debris on the door.He tried not to make any noise in his hands, for fear of disturbing the girls in the room.However, there were still abnormal noises in the room, as if someone had fallen to the ground, followed by a series of overturned objects, mixed with the screeching sound of water cups breaking. Pan Yulong was startled, bent down and tried to peek into the room through the hole in the door, and at the same time shouted: "Hey! Are you okay?" There was no sound from inside. Pan Yulong hesitated for a moment, put his hand into the broken window, and opened the door.He leaned over the door and looked inside, and called out again: "Are you okay?" There was still no sound from inside. Pan Yulong walked into the house hesitantly, but there was no one in the outer room.He tentatively walked towards the inner room, and just took two steps when he saw a bare foot lying on the ground!He found that the girl had passed out by the bed, a water glass was broken on one side, and the whole room was in a mess.