Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Kisaragi is Crazy

Zhang Ruyue is confident that she is as sensitive to smell as a hound, and smell is a very strange feeling. It lurks in the air, fleeting, and even a moment's thought and conversation with someone can break it, but when you're alone, it comes uninvited from the abstraction.No matter how strong or light it is, no matter the smell, whether it is animal smell or plant smell, Zhang Ruyue can absorb it all.Strange kerosene smell, bitter traditional Chinese medicine smell, mint cool smell, bitter gourd calm smell, sandalwood smell, fox smell, dirty rabbit nest smell, onion and garlic violent smell, camphor smell, milky smell, The smell of flowers, grass, perfume, paint, gunpowder smoke from firecrackers, and the wet smell of the wall after being damp, she can all be inclusive.She especially likes the smell of animals, even though some animals are hideous in appearance and evil in character, she still likes their smell.It's not so much that she likes the smell of animals as she has an innate fear of the smell of many people.Her divorce from her ex-husband was mostly traced to the fact that she couldn't stand the smell from her ex-husband.As for Cheng Jiaqing's goodwill, half of it came from his smell.For her, when she smells a certain smell, she has a rich imagination, even if it is very weak, like a fuse, it cannot directly make a building collapse like a huge flower of anger Blooming, but it is the starting point of the collapse of the building.For Zhang Ruyue, this small, delicate, charming, and radiant woman, her scent is the starting point of her life.Immersed in the smell, I have no time to take care of other aspects of life.It wasn't some alien, but a strange smell made her eyes shine.She imprisoned her soul in a small room and refused anyone to enter. She soaked her heart in a glass bottle filled with alcohol to keep it from being polluted and let it pale.She rarely has a confidant. She treats the guests who come to the house, nods and smiles, and is polite, but never lets them break into her soul.

There was a choking musty smell in the room. She smelled it as soon as she entered the room.Even though it was winter, her keen sense of smell caught it right away.On the blinds, on the sofa, on the bed, on the wall lamps, in the bathroom, on the ceiling, on the slippers under the bed, here and there, there is a musty smell everywhere.The musty smell came from all directions, tangled like hemp, wrapped around her legs, covered her hair, stimulated her nerves, and made her want to yawn.However, she is no longer as interested in the smell as she was before.It was a sort of cell, and there was something insulting about it, or the insult far outweighed the mustiness.She couldn't adapt, just like a hippopotamus that lived on water and used bulrushes as a shelter suddenly appeared on the endless, naked desert.

"I want to change the room!" she said to the waiter. The waiter didn't answer.Soon, a stalemate hung between her and the waiter's gaze like a hanging bridge.Every time they look at each other, the stalemate will shake and make some shocking noises.The waiter looked at her like a witch, and almost ran away. "I want to change the room!" Every day, she said that to the waiter.Perseveringly persisted, however, the opposite happened, the waiter began to find it difficult to treat, and slowly, he took this as a dream, like dewdrops wherever they are, they will fall and disappear by themselves.Now, without counting, she has spent ten days alone in this room, and she doesn't know anything about Cheng Jiaqing.She guessed that he must also be in this building. As for which floor and which room, those people would not let her know.

One day, two days, three days, four days... Like a string of red-hot rosary beads, it was poured into her dull and unreasonable life, and there was no interest in life.She first felt the tightness and pain in her chest, and then the tightness and pain rose above her throat and turned into suffocation.Her breathing also seemed to be becoming difficult.She felt like the magic bottle in One Thousand and One Nights.When the bottleneck is closed, the demons will be at work inside; if the bottleneck is opened, the demons will be making trouble outside. The daily changes in isolation are unbelievable.

Where is Cheng Jiaqing?Maybe close at hand, just a few walls away, a few rooms away?Another floor?two floors? Will someone come to visit me?Will people who come to visit be allowed?Zhang Ruyue didn't look out of the window, except for a nasty olive green, the colors outside the window were all a gray color that made her mood dull.Outside the window, the weather is gloomy and the scenery is dim. The sun is weak, like a soft persimmon, pickled with lime, white but not bright, and has no temperature. It sticks to the sky lukewarmly, and even itself feels embarrassed .Why is it like this in winter? When the New Year is approaching, winter is probably like this.Sleep after eating, eat when you sleep, think of something, like eating shredded vegetables, thousands of connections, and it’s hard to get rid of it.I don't want it to be bad, but I just eat and sleep, and eat when I sleep. Do I live like an animal?Zhang Ruyue thought.

Director Zuo and Lei Huanshan both came here, wanting to get something out of Zhang Ruyue's mouth.Letting them get nothing, Zhang Ruyue felt the pleasure of taking revenge. "I want to change the room!" Zhang Ruyue just put forward her own request, speaking with certainty, as if it was not a request, but an order. The left team members and Lei Huanshan looked at each other.There are few officials in this building, and almost every room smells musty.Once there is a musty smell, there will be fewer officials to receive. It is appropriate to use such a room to entertain Cheng Jiaqing, who has a problem and a big problem.Could it be that he was placed in a lively, crowded place? ——It’s not what it used to be, after all, he didn’t come here to attend banquets or important meetings, for a woman who is used to being pampered, it’s a little bit—— Fortunately, Zhang Ruyue changed her request soon.

"I want to see Cheng Jiaqing!" Although this request is reasonable, it is unreasonable. It is more difficult to fulfill than the previous request. If Zhang Ruyue sacrifices his life to take the blame for Cheng Jiaqing, meeting and discussing is of course the best way out.If they form an offensive and defensive alliance, the consequences will be disastrous.If this is the case, the barrel effect will be difficult to produce. The barrel effect has a wide range of adaptations. The barrel effect is that the weakest wood on the barrel causes the whole barrel to fall apart. Once the weakest wood in the barrel splits, all the water in the barrel will gurgle out.Every case has a breach, and the weakest piece of wood can be found.Women are weak and are often the most suitable piece of wood in the barrel.The breakthroughs in many cases started with the women involved. Although the law is harsh and ruthless, if there is no clue that women are easily moved because of passion, there may be no one in the dock, and the law may always be a dead letter.How could he put Zhang Ruyue back beside Cheng Jiaqing and let them wear a pair of pants together.Maybe, under Cheng Jiaqing's instigation and coaxing, Zhang Ruyue will also become tough.For the man she loves, a woman will be extremely stubborn, stubborn, desperate, and fight to the death. Even if she sacrifices her life, she will still smile, completely unaware that it is the man who poisoned her mind.You can't let Zhang Ruyue meet Cheng Jiaqing, you know, Zhang Ruyue might be the weakest piece of wood in the Double Ten case.

"It's okay to send a message, but not to meet." These days, Cheng Jiaqing is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, refusing to admit that he played any role in the Double Ten Murder, just like knowing that it is an electrified object, Cheng Jiaqing refuses to rely on the Double Ten Murder.When I asked him, he hurriedly avoided it as if he was afraid of getting an electric shock. The more silent he was, the more ghosts there were inside, but where is the ghost?Maybe Zhang Ruyue can find clues to a comprehensive breakthrough, so the whole case will have a turning point.Yes, as long as the beans in the bamboo tube are turned upside down, all the beans will be shaken out.

"What's wrong with me! What happened to Cheng Jiaqing has nothing to do with me!" Zhang Ruyue bit her lip, as if she felt apologetic for her defensive words. "We are protecting you, and the same is true for Cheng Jiaqing. If we let you out, won't you be afraid of red-eyed people coming to kill you? Who ordered Tian Gangliang to kill? Who is the mastermind? For what purpose? Until now None of these issues have been clarified yet.” Saying this was like using a trump card, Zhang Ruyue couldn't help shuddering, her mouth was muffled, and a burst of panic flitted across her face like a rabbit.The importance of requirements, comprehensiveness, and freedom, after all, comes after life.Since someone dared to kill Tian Gangliang, how could he know that he would not dare to kill Cheng Jiaqing.

"Before Tian Gangliang was killed, did you hear anything?" "I don't think this question should be asked to me. Tian Gangliang lives upstairs in the office building of the Finance Bureau, one kilometer away from our home. How would I know what happened?" "So, Qi Wanchun, do you know him?" "I know him, he has been to our house. He looks too ugly, he is so fat that he is very special, so I will remember it." "Did you know he was involved in the murder?" "Know." "Where did you know that?" "I heard from my colleagues in the unit that Qi Wanchun killed Tian Gangliang and is going to kill Lao Cheng?"

"This—this, it's not clear yet." Lei Huanshan thought: Is this woman pretending to be confused, or is she really ignorant?She even suspected that Qi Wanchun would kill Cheng Jiaqing?How ridiculous.Could it be that she really didn't know anything about Cheng Jiaqing's affair with Qi Wanchun?Judging from her concerned tone, it seemed that Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei didn't even know anything about the unscrupulous, colluding, colluding, causing troubles all over the city.Otherwise, she wouldn't talk about Cheng Jiaqing in such a caring tone, always caring about his safety.What is going on?Lei Huanshan couldn't figure it out.Is Zhang Ruyue either a woman who is good at disguising, or a woman who is as innocent as glass?Which one is more real? ——Lei Huanshan and Chief Zuo found nothing from Zhang Ruyue, and they added some doubts.Zhang Ruyue is almost a mystery.Sometimes couples are closer than anything, and sometimes farther than anything.If the tongue twister is the same, does it have some deep meaning? Zhang Ruyue let Lei Huanshan, Director Zuo left without finding anything, and he didn't show up again after walking for a few days. Zhang Ruyue was secretly happy, but she didn't feel relieved. It's a trivial matter that no one talks, and her mood has changed from before. Not the same.The vast thoughts are connected in the sky outside the window, endlessly, as if chasing something.Cheng Jiaqing will not be so-called protected for no reason, maybe there is something hidden from her.Looking at his distraught appearance some time ago, he was in such a panic as a beast caught in a trap.No, no, he loves himself.He was afraid that he would be frightened, so he kept everything from himself.His concealment, his all-consuming sorrow, and sharing happiness with himself is also because of love. What a good heart he has, but what if he is deceiving himself? ... Zhang Ruyue thought over and over again, tirelessly like a practitioner.Restraining loneliness with imagination is not her invention.But she's perhaps the one who uses it best.She just thought about it sunny and cloudy for a while. Sometimes the room is very quiet, so quiet that people are afraid.Zhang Ruyue turned her head abruptly, but there was no one there.Sitting on the flaxen sofa, she remembered Cheng Jiaqing's first kiss on her forehead.She remembered her childhood when she mowed grass with a scythe. At that time, she was clever enough to weave flower baskets out of flowers and plants.At the beginning of her first marriage, she became lazy and liked to walk around the house with disheveled hair and slippers.Her passion became smooth and smooth with time, until she met Cheng Jiaqing. Cheng Jiaqing came, because of the light, he couldn't see his face clearly, but it was definitely him, his steps were a little slow. Obviously, his fiery emotional core has become cold and strange under an invisible pressure, but it must be him. Ah, he's all right, that's good, better than anything, how did he get in here?Who allowed him in?Who is thinking?There is such a good thing?The weasel brought a gift to (You Bird) for New Year greetings, and the executioner cut off only the ropes that bound the prisoner's hands. Don't think too much, Lao Cheng came to his side, and after a moment of trance, Zhang Ruyue fell into Cheng Jiaqing's arms, she laughed.Being with him is her greatest satisfaction.She clung to him like a drowning man clinging to a lifebuoy.Confident that he wouldn't fly away, her nails began to dig into him, like a frog stuck in the mud, comfortable and happy.She enjoyed his intermittent touch.A little obsessed, a little sour, a little tired, a little emotional, she grabbed his hand firmly in anger, pressed it to her face, and breathed quickly, as if his hand was scented with flowers.As for her, she seemed to be an ornament hanging on his body, losing her mind and weight.There were small holes and open gaps in his body, from which the man's scent slowly drifted out, like smoke and mist, she called out greedily and boldly.From the messy and vague smell, she discerned the colors of maroon, red and rusty green, those colors were very indistinct, dragging and swaying... She hugged him tighter.With a "click", Cheng Jiaqing suddenly disappeared. When the light is on, it seems like a dream in Nankeyi. "Why didn't you break the door first when you came in?" With resentment on her wrist, Zhang Ruyue glared at the waiter who came in fiercely, and shouted sharply. The stern voice startled the waitress, but she dared not answer.Once she responds, the eccentric woman in her eyes will fight back by asking her some weird questions that are difficult for her to answer. What's wrong with coming in?What's wrong with pulling the lights?Really.Most likely, something went wrong with this strange woman being locked up here.It seems that serving her in the future will take a certain risk. In fact, Zhang Ruyue was too lazy to care about it, Zhang Ruyue had a sachet given to her by Cheng Jiaqing, and she brought it with her this time. The sachet is (also a bird) heart-shaped, as big as a palm, with a red corduroy surface, and a blue flower cloth lining, with the spices in the interlayer.Cheng Jiaqing said that it contained wormwood seeds, wormwood leaves and crushed wormwood stalks, and the sachet had a faint fragrance. When sending her off, Cheng Jiaqing said that he didn't like these fragrant things at first, but he knew that Zhang Ruyue liked them, so he bought them. Even though the pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on the front of the sachet is almost a replica of ordinary ducks, even though the four words "I will always love you" embroidered on the back are crooked like a toddler's steps, Zhang Ruyue still can't put it down, she loves it for its simplicity, simplicity and elegance. Not artificial. It's a real thing, and I don't know which village girl it came from.Cheng Jiaqing also gave a lot of things, and usually they were collected and thrown away. Why did he love it so much that he never dared to throw it away?Zhang Ruyue couldn't think of any reason.Shut up in this black box-like room that knows no day and night, I feel bored, and I can see things and think about others.Looking at the sachet, Zhang Ruyue thought of Cheng Jiaqing.Really: how to relieve worries, only sachets. On January 15, 1996, a person was arranged to see Zhang Ruyue, and they talked with Zhang Ruyue for a long time.This person is Xia Yixue, a good friend of Zhang Ruyue.No matter where she is, although Zhang Ruyue has a great reputation, there are very few close friends who are close friends.And as the years went by, they were constantly deleted. Xia Yixue was the one who had never been deleted. She didn't knock on the door when she came in.Zhang Ruyue thought it was the impolite waiter, and wanted to yell again, but when she looked away, she was stunned. "What? Why are you here?" Seeing that it was Xia Yixue, Zhang Ruyue was very surprised.Although during the half month of anxiety, Xia Yixue's name was used as an abacus in his heart, and he dialed it over and over again. Xia Yixue smiled.Spread your hands in a hugging arc, like a bracket, trying to enclose Zhang Ruyue, but Zhang Ruyue dodged it with a smile. Xia Yixue is a smart and intelligent woman.Has a pair of sharp eyes like a scalpel.She can cut a man with her eyes, and she can cut a woman with her eyes.No wonder, she was born in Chinese, and dissecting the soul is her specialty.When Zhang Ruyue and Cheng Jiaqing were in love with each other, they had a heated fight before they divorced, and when Zhang Ruyue told Xia Yixue the secret between her and Cheng Jiaqing, Xia Yixue bluntly warned Zhang Ruyue not to go astray, causing her to make a wrong step and lose everything .She also said that according to expert analysis, most affairs are negative efforts to preserve the marriage.An affair is a quick cover-up of an invalid marriage. Too hasty a cover-up is neither calm nor rational, just like a person who is naked in the ice and snow, who will not choose clothes, a pile of straw will make him Overjoyed, she hoped that Zhang Ruyue would stop her unclean relationship with Cheng Jiaqing.But the relationship between Cheng Zhang and the two is like a downhill wheel, unstoppable, heading straight for marriage.On the day of the wedding, Zhang Ruyue invited Xia Yixue to be a bridesmaid, Xia Yixue expressed regret for her remarriage, and her evaluation of the groom was: a crab is not as good as a crab. Zhang Ruyue didn't regret refusing to listen to Xia Yixue's advice, even in this ominous environment. "you lost weight." Xia Yixue affectionately patted Zhang Ruyue's face that was originally curd but now haggard and sickly, in order to arouse Zhang Ruyue's excitement. "You didn't come to persuade you to surrender, did you?" These words are like spoiled wine, put on the banquet of friendship; it is not a question of whether it is good enough, but a question of whether it should be.However, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow. "Ride a fast horse with a letter of persuasion on your chest, do you think I look like me?" Xia Yixue didn't mind at all, there was a kind of pity in her eyes.She stared at Zhang Ruyue, like looking at a lost lamb. "I don't see it. Those who persuaded me to surrender are all thieves. Hey, what are you doing staring at my face? Could it be that the word "suffering" is really written on it?" Zhang Ruyue sat down with Xia Yixue on her arm. "How do you get by these days? It's hard, isn't it?" Xia Yixue and Zhang Ruyue sat together, like a green leaf next to a yellow leaf. Zhang Ruyue pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "When you think of him, think of the sofa as him, and the arm of the sofa as his arm." Before he finished speaking, tears rolled down silently.Zhang Ruyue's thumb and index finger were human-shaped, crossed at the corners of her eyes, and her slender index finger took advantage of the situation to smooth out the hair on her sideburns. "Oh, don't cry, don't laugh.—If you want to cry, cry all you want." Xia Yixue said to Zhang Ruyue. After Xia Yixue said this, Zhang Ruyue stopped crying. "You don't know, I am an incompetent wife. As the saying goes, a good wife is less likely to cause trouble. If I were smarter, things would not be like this." "It's not your fault." "I could have persuaded him, but can we blame us? We didn't stretch out our hands, those people came to the door voluntarily. You don't know, almost every night, the people who come here are like flies, fly out One batch came, and another batch came. Sometimes I think, being surrounded by people like flies is not a good thing, it is either smelly or rotten, Lao Cheng is not a good thing, and neither am I. .” "But, who can sit still? Is Cheng Jiaqing like that?" When it came to staying calm, Zhang Ruyue blushed, she retorted: "But Lao Cheng is not a greedy person, he just wants to make our old age have a good guarantee." "If you have a pension, you will be guaranteed in your old age. After all, you are still looking at the heights of the mountains, and you are unwilling to be flat in your heart." "Yeah, the mistake was just a mistake. If Lao Cheng hadn't gone to that damned place in Anning, things wouldn't have been so bad. Who knows how he was so obsessed with ghosts at the beginning. When he heard that there was a chance, he ignored it and went through fire and water like hell The land is about to go. I went, I became the county magistrate and then the secretary, and once I became the secretary, it was not smooth, and the house collapsed, the floods, the troubles, the fighting, and the hacking and killing. Natural disasters and man-made disasters seem to be coming to him." "Do you know what Cheng Jiaqing did in Anning?" "I never ask about Lao Cheng's business affairs. He is busy like a spinning top all day long, but apart from financial problems, he will have no other problems. I can guarantee that If he was a politically ambitious person, he would not have thrown away his valuable black hat to marry me. He refused to accept this tone. Why did he take down his secretary? He is not incompetent. Where is he? Falling down and getting back up, he insisted on opening his posture to show others. Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for his breath. He wants to fight for his breath, but God doesn't help him. His heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper. What can he do? Woolen cloth?" "Being an official is mostly a play on the spot. When the gongs and drums are beating, you have to go to Changping. When there is nothing wrong, you can adjust your reputation and make fans. It is also a skill. The country is in danger, and you are incompetent to carry a knife on the battlefield-sometimes it depends on luck, but Cheng Jiaqing does not belong to such an official. He can quickly re-emerge, such a beautiful thing can happen to few people, you can say that his luck is not good-it is not a matter of luck." "Please don't mention this, you don't know how much I miss him. I don't know if I can see him again? When? Sometimes I don't eat or drink, and I get hungry, but I don't think about him. I dare not think about him, I said to myself in my heart: think about it a little bit, but once you think about it, you can't control it. Well, I admit that I am a hopeless woman, who told me to be a kind-hearted woman.” "Hmph! What a kind-hearted woman! Don't think about yourself. Don't be Cheng Jiaqing all day long. He is not your pillar." "No, he's my pillar." "You are wrong, no one is a support for another person, a man is not a support for a woman, you are independent. Several times, I wanted to call you and tell you this. I saw you were too devoted to love, Besides, your identity is different, so just let it go." Zhang Ruyue smiled wryly, "What identity do I have? After marrying Lao Cheng, I ended up being criticized by everyone and became a character in a farce. In people's eyes, I am not even Pan Jinlian. It's not as good. Pan Jinlian only killed one man, and he killed him once. How can a dead person suffer? But I killed two people at once, and they were both dead. It caused a man to lose his head and have no place to stand; it caused another man to be demoted and his prestige was swept away." "It's someone else's fault. I'm not wrong. It's not wrong to fall in love with someone who is worthy of love, but it is wrong to fall in love with someone who is not worthy of love-this is your fault." "Are you saying that Lao Cheng is not worthy of my love?" "I'm not sure. According to my intuition, Cheng Jiaqing is not Edward VIII." "Are you still saying that Lao Cheng is not worthy of my love? No, on the contrary, Lao Cheng is worthy of my love, and I have to think about whether I deserve to love him. Think about it, let go of the political life that is as important as your own life , does it take courage to lift up a woman who may only serve as a decoration in a living room—do you dare say it's just a whim of his head?" "I admit that he is not in a hothead, but you have to know that in ancient China, a bow was hung at the door when a boy was born. Therefore, Chinese men have an illusion that a man is a bow, a bow that can shoot many arrows. If he can't shoot many arrows, he is not a good bow. Put your wife in your arms, Xiaomi in your arms, and even a whore in your arms, to show how big your heart is Broad. I dare not say that this is the dream of all Chinese men, but at least it is the dream of some Chinese men.” "The kind of man you mentioned is only a minority, and Lao Cheng is not this kind of man." "Remember, when it comes to love, men are just miscellaneous troops, while women are regular troops." "I don't care so much, I just know how much Lao Cheng loves me, and I will love him as much." "Love is invisible. Only the two people who love each other can understand how deep love is. Only you know the love you have for each other. I should go, you have to think about it. Remember one sentence, Hushen loves raising fish." "Thank you for coming to see me. If it were someone else, I wouldn't come." "You have to know, I'm Xia Yixue, do you still remember that song we love to sing?" "Remember. "I will miss you on the days I travel." Zhang Ruyue hummed softly: Xia Yixue left with the singing. The friend said goodbye, the singing was quiet, Zhang Ruyue sat down feeling lost.The oranges Xia Yixue sent shined with the luster of friendship, making Zhang Ruyue feel lonely and melancholy. Meeting Xia Yixue, I don't know whether it is joy or worry.A few days later, Zhang Ruyue went crazy for no reason. Maybe it's depression, maybe it's anger, maybe it's because of the absurd resistance to the absurd fate, maybe it's because the confused emotions can't be channeled in time, madness makes Zhang Ruyue beyond recognition. When the waiter saw the crazy Zhang Ruyue, his head buzzed and he backed away in fright, the tray in his hand rattled? ?It fell to the ground with a sound, but saw that Zhang Ruyue's face was covered with bloodstains, she was stamping her feet as if she was dancing an Indian dance, and she was screaming at the top of her lungs, her eyes were shining with the light of a female wolf who lost her cub in the dark , so sad, so miserable, full of vengeance. She yelled eerily, throwing down everything she could find. "Come on, here's the pillow! Here's the quilt! Here's my heart! Here's my sheet! "It's my head! It's my bra! "Here are my shoes! "This is my pantyhose! "It's my panties! "It's mine (forbidden)! "I'm going to throw you all away!" Zhang Ruyue gradually became naked, like a thousand-year-old garlic whose green skin had been peeled off.With the large ups and downs of her body, her crotch opened wildly, alluring and presumptuous, and her white and round crotch (prohibited) is like two crotches staggering on a strange rocky and uneven mountain road. The staggering ban jumped and swayed extremely restlessly, as if trying to get out of her body very skillfully.Then she jumped onto the bed and started tearing at her chest.She would tear open her chest and start speaking as if there were many people in front of her.She shouted in a high-pitched voice, as if someone had squeezed her throat to make her shout out.The voice is so sharp, so chilling, so sharp, so arbitrary, so incredible.It's like the mandrill's night horn, like a wild beast biting its chain with its teeth, and like the joyful cry of a wronged soul in Liaozhai who has found a substitute and can start a new life. "Ask! Come! "You haven't had enough, have you? "Come on one by one! "I will satisfy you. "I am a woman, give me fire! Give me fire! "I'll set my hair on fire with it, "Who says women have long hair but short knowledge? "A woman's hair is fire, "It's going to get really long and pollute the sky. "Ask! Come!" After shouting all this, before she could fully enjoy herself, she raised her head like a fire bird and laughed upright.Giggling, giggling, giggling, this kind of laughter is weird, between grinning and smirking, it makes the listener's hairs stand up one by one like the tips of hairs soaked in boiling water.After laughing strangely, she got out of bed again, burrowing under the bed like an ostrich into the sand... Zhang Ruyue went crazy. The horrible waiter fled desperately as if the last fig leaf had been torn off.Afterwards, she vowed never to enter the room Zhang Ruyue lived in again, even if she was beaten to death. Perhaps Zhang Ruyue's naked body, no matter what posture or angle it appears in, is an exquisite oil painting with classical beauty, but it is accompanied by a painful voice that looks like a human being but not a human and a beast but not a beast at the end of the century. No one dares to admire and appreciate it.