Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Long night and many dreams

In any house, if you spend a night alone in it, you will feel that nothing has happened.There are always some voices, some breaths, as if there is darkness, these things appear. I have no way of knowing the truth. The first night I lived in Fangqiang's house, I wondered how I was always entangled with the house and the night.On the surface, I came here because of the help of friends. Fang Qiang helped me in my most difficult time. Although he came to the construction site to accompany me on duty, his sincerity was touching.Therefore, he went on a business trip to Hainan, and it was only natural for me to guard the house for him.

He said that the main thing was to keep the painting, the life-size portrait of a woman with a bare back, and he valued this painting more than any property. Will there be thieves stealing paintings?I checked all the windows and doors before going to bed. Xiao Ni sent a text message to my mobile phone:? Sister, are you asleep?Be sure to pay attention to safety. When reviewing homework with Xiao Ni in the morning, she was always restless.She said she wanted to come and guard the house with me, she was so curious about the painting.Whether the person in the painting is Qingqing or Fang Qiang's wife Xiaoke, she said that sleeping next to the painting might help her understand.

Of course, Xiao Ni can only sleep in her own home in the end.Aunt He told me that she was worried that Xiao Ni would spend the night outside. Xiao Ni grew up so big that she never left her at night. I don't have a mother, so I'm wandering around.Xiao Ni said she envied me, people really have their own needs. Now, I text Xiaoni back: I am fine, and the painting has not moved, good night. I think our conversation is kind of an anomaly. In the room, the blue plaid sheets and thin floral quilts are all freshly washed.It doesn't look like a square bed, it's warm in color, maybe it's just for me.

Before I went to bed, I stood in front of the painting. The smooth backs and waists of the characters in the painting were soft and graceful.who are you?I asked in my heart. Suddenly, he wanted to see Fang Qiang's wife, Xiao Ke. This woman must have fascinated Fang Qiang very much, so he used this painting as a substitute for Xiao Ke's absence. I looked around in the living room and the bedroom, and found no photos of Fang Qiang and Xiao Ke. To be precise, there are no photos in this room. I thought of the knife marks on Fang Qiang’s left face, maybe This is why he refuses to be photographed.

However, this hideous face did not prevent Xiao Ke from falling in love with him.Also, there was a woman named Bei who came to him when his company was in crisis and helped him to recover.In Fang Qiang's narration, he seems to have the love of these two women at the same time. Xiao Ke and Bei get along very well, which is a bit unbelievable. Now, Fang Qiang fell in love with the third woman - the woman in this painting.He said that the person in the painting is Xiao Ke, which only shows his disorder in the state of obsession. Nothingness may be more fascinating than reality. I went to bed and slept soundly in this strange darkness.In a daze, I heard someone walking in the living room, but I couldn't wake up.When I got out of bed after dawn, I looked at the painting first, it was intact.The poses of the characters in the painting seem to have changed slightly, but I can't confirm it. Maybe it's the visual difference caused by the change of light.

When the day comes, I enter the established routine of life.I went back to Xiaoni's home to help her with her homework; at noon, I talked to Mr. Zhao on the phone and listened to him talk about loan guarantees; in the evening, I reported to Mr. Liu of the investigation company in advance, saying that the person they wanted me to follow had no signs of leaving. I feel like my life has become both real and illusory. After dark, I walked towards the apartment building where Fang Qiang lived.I walked up the stairs and was looking up at the door of Fang Qiang's room when the door suddenly opened and a woman came out of the room.It was too dark, and I couldn't see her face clearly.After closing the door, she turned and went downstairs.

I stood transfixed at the bend in the stairs.The woman had been running her hand through the hair on her forehead as she came down the stairs facing me, as if to hide her face.She walked downstairs without looking at me as she passed me. I smelled a sandalwood scent on her body, like the smell of opening an old suitcase. I turned around and went downstairs, and soon saw the woman's back. She was wearing a flowing black dress, walking as if being blown by the night wind. I followed her, since I was an employee of a civil investigation company, I learned to follow the skills, I want to know where she goes.

The woman didn't ride in a car when she came out onto the street, but walked along the sidewalk with short steps.Why did she have the key to Fang Qiang's house?What did she do in the house?Last night, I heard noises in the house in my sleep. Could it be that she entered the house in the middle of the night? For a moment, I thought she might be Ke, or Bei, because only they could enter the house.But Fang Qiang said that both of them are far away in the southern city, and it is unlikely that they will suddenly appear here. Half an hour later, I saw the gate of Xiaoni's middle school in the provincial capital.Going forward, there is that huge unfinished building, and the woman actually walked towards that building.

My heart felt tense, what was she doing in that desolate building?I followed her into the gap in the wall of the construction site, and saw her walking to the entrance of the building against the base of the wall. Suddenly, she stopped at the entrance of the building, turned her head suddenly, and smiled at me. Did she always know that I was behind her? Her face was pale and delicate, and her smile was indescribable, a very cold and desolate smile, which chilled one's bones. Then she entered the building, as if swallowed by the building in the night. I stood at the entrance of the building full of waste bricks, and the night wind was blowing, which made people feel like they were at the mouth of a canyon.I suddenly remembered the scene of going into this building before.I walked up the dilapidated stairs with a flashlight, followed by Xiaoni and Fang Qiang.Suddenly, the light bulb of the flashlight went out, and I was at a loss when I suddenly saw a beam of light on the corridor in front of me. The light moved slowly on the wall, and I followed it.The corridor was very narrow and long, like a tunnel, and the moving light showed me cracks in the wall, damp walls, and a few cobwebs.Later, the light on the wall stopped moving forward, but slowly descended, and I saw the floor and waste bricks on the ground, and there was a person sleeping on the ground.Suddenly, the man sat up, and I saw a pale and delicate woman's face, she smiled at me sadly...

It might be better to lose these terrible memories.I have now suddenly retrieved this memory, and it makes me terrified and hopeless. I looked at the dark depths of the building at the entrance, and I didn't have the courage to go in. At this time, a man came to me with a flashlight.It's Master Xue, who is still working as a night watchman here.He was surprised that I was here, and his voice visibly trembled when he spoke to me.He told me that his cousin named Xie Gui no longer keeps watch here. He suffered from panic attacks and went back to the countryside. Now he is alone on duty during the day and night shifts.

Do you still want to come here to watch the night?His eyes twinkled like an animal's when he asked me this. I shook my head, then turned and left. I went back to Fang Qiang's house.After entering the house, I checked everywhere, and found nothing unusual. Fall asleep quickly after going to bed.There seemed to be a sleepy smell in this room, no matter what happened, he could fall asleep as soon as he fell down, sleeping as silently as the surrounding darkness. When I woke up in the morning, I remembered what happened last night, and it was a bit difficult to distinguish between true and false.Is it a dream?Not too possible. I walked out of the bedroom and looked at the naked woman on the wall. Did she go out at night and come back to this painting in the morning?Absurd thought, I rubbed my forehead. The phone rang while going downstairs.A man's voice, he said he hasn't contacted you for a long time, what are you doing now? who are you? My surname is Xue, you haven't forgotten, I work as a night watchman in Tanwei Building. I was shocked, I met you last night, why haven't I contacted you for a long time? What he said on the phone was still the same thing. There was no one on the night shift, and he asked me if I would like to go. Didn't I tell you last night that I already have a new job. I couldn't explain it, so I turned off my phone in a panic.Even if what happened last night was a dream, how could I know in advance what Xue was going to say? The sun was bright on the street in the morning, and I stood under a tree to make a phone call to Qiang.I'm going to ask him if he gave the house key to another woman. Qiang's cell phone rang for a while before anyone answered.His voice was very muffled.As soon as I heard it, I knew that I was awakened in my sleep. It's 9 o'clock in the morning, and I still sleep late. I joked that the wind in Hainan Island should wake you up. It took him a few moments to respond.After listening to me finish what happened last night, he kept saying it was impossible.He didn't give anyone a house key except me. But how did that woman come out of his room? He was silent on the phone for a while, and then said, could a woman have died in this rental house?He said that he had heard people say that if he rented a house where someone had died, he would sometimes see the dead come home.He said he would ask the landlord about it when he came back. Actually, I don't believe in Fang Qiang's speculation.Because everything must have something to do with that painting.I know that only I have seen the secrets. What I saw could not be understood by anyone, and I felt alone. In a secluded teahouse, Mr. Zhao and I sat face to face and drank tea. I'm getting a little bored with my role.However, when I received Mr. Zhao's invitation, I readily agreed on the phone.There is no way, I have to keep in close contact with him.Otherwise, my work may be dereliction of duty. I got another phone number for him.He said that he has two mobile phones to avoid interruptions from some people, which is a pain that everyone in business knows.He said that the mobile phone number he gave me now is only known to those who are very close to him.The implication is that he listed me among his most trusted people. In the future, there will be no time to find him.My heart is a little more at ease.I also want to know where he lives now, but I haven't figured out how to ask him for a moment.Asking this question has to be very natural and reasonable, and if I arouse his suspicion, I will lose all my efforts. Mr. Zhao is naturally concerned about the loan issue. I said that I can only make some preparations now, and the specific implementation will wait until I return to Shanghai.He said that he was dying of anxiety, that he could not receive the payment for the goods he sent, and his creditors forced him to repay the debt as if he was urging him to die.Life feels like years, he said with a sigh. I took the opportunity to ask if he had any plans to close the company.When I went to his company that night, I saw the relevant personnel working overtime to clean up the financial affairs. This sight made me suspicious.Because Mr. Zhao is going to leave, cleaning up and closing his company should be a prelude. He said vaguely that the company could not be closed for the time being.Oh, Jingjing, what the hell happened when you met a woman in the company hallway? Jingjing?I froze for a moment before realizing that this is my alias.I half-jokingly said, don't ask that woman, Mr. Zhao, maybe it's your golden house, Cangjiao? Mr. Zhao said with a helpless face, the business is about to collapse, so what is there to hide. I took the opportunity to ask him where he lives now. He said that after the divorce, the house was given to his wife and children. Fortunately, he still has a vacant house in the suburbs, and now he lives there alone. I said the suburbs are good, the air is fresh.He invited me to be a guest sometime, and I agreed, which was exactly what I needed, and the survey company also asked me to find out his new residence. Mr. Zhao is still curious about the woman I met in the corridor of his company, especially when I heard coughing in the bathroom in his office. I knew in my heart that the repeated presence of a woman and a child around me only showed that I was different.I vaguely remembered the scene when I fell from upstairs. I was already the same kind of ghosts, so I could see them. Oddly enough, whenever I clearly think about who I am, I get a little taste of blood in my mouth.I covered my mouth with a tissue paper and spit out some saliva, and there were bright red blood stains on the tissue paper. what happened to you?Mr. Zhao asked in surprise. I said nothing, bleeding gums, it's been a long time. Why this happens, I don't know, I have seen a doctor and took some heat-clearing and anti-inflammatory medicines, but they can't fundamentally solve the problem. When we broke up, Mr. Zhao repeatedly asked me to go to the hospital for a look. I said that minor ailments are nothing to worry about.I know the truth about my bleeding gums, it's part of my memory of falling. Memory is longer than human life. When I returned to Xiaoni's house, I found that the house was empty. Where did Xiaoni go?It's already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, it's time for her to review her homework. I walked around the house, and when I entered the bathroom, I saw a spot of water at the junction of the roof and the corner. It was the artist’s bathroom upstairs that had flooded. I went upstairs to find the painter, but there was no answer when I knocked on the door. At this moment, the painter came back from the outside. He saw me after going upstairs and asked, what can I do for you? I said your bathroom was flooded. After entering the house, I found that the shower nozzle in the painter's bathroom was running fine water, and the water on the ground seemed to have encountered a flood. I said like someone just took a shower. The painter frowned and said, I didn't notice the nozzle leaking when I went out.The floor drain in the corner was also blocked by some sundries, so the accumulated water soaked down from the corner crack. The painter closed the gate valve tightly, dredged the floor drain, and then said sorry, it seems that this place should be waterproofed again. Back in the living room, I looked at the empty wall and said, after the painting was sold, the wall seemed strangely lonely. The painter said that the painting has to be sold, and the buyer really likes it. I met him on the street just now, and he was full of praise for the painting. Met him just now?I was a little surprised.Didn't Fang Qiang go to Hainan?Even if the schedule is to come back tomorrow, why do you appear on the street now? When I went downstairs and came back to the house, I immediately dialed Fang Qiang's cell phone, and I said I'm Jun, where are you? His voice changed a bit, as if he had a cold or something.He said he was still in Hainan, and he would come back tomorrow with a flight at 3:00 pm. He said that you have to stay in my room for another night tonight. There is nothing wrong with the painting, right? It seems that Fang Qiang is indeed still thousands of miles away, so why did the painter see him on the street just now?In any case, there can only be one square mast in this world, and only one of him that the artist and I saw is a real person. People come and go around us, who can guarantee the authenticity of everyone?Including myself, I feel real and false for a while, because I am sure that there are some things left in my memory that are not this life. It was dinner time, Xiaoni called back and said, Sister Jun, a classmate is having a birthday, and we are having dinner at McDonald's now, so we may have to go home later.After my mother came home, you said that I went to a classmate's house to borrow review materials. Didn't I say this to tell me to lie? Xiao Ni said, please, sister Jun, help me cover up, my mother has never been worried about me partying outside at night. I agreed to her, and after going into the kitchen alone to get some food, I saw the sky getting darker, and then I remembered that I should go to Fang Qiang's house to guard the house tonight.He has been away for three days, and today is the last night, but I have to wait until Aunt He comes home, otherwise she will be anxious when she sees that Xiao Ni is not at home. I waited like this until 10 o'clock in the evening. Aunt He and Xiao Ni didn't come home. I couldn't go to Fang Qiang's place. I thought it might be God's will. Maybe something dangerous would happen in that empty house tonight. .I thought of that painting and the woman walking out of the house, she smiled at me, is she going to take me to another time and space?Maybe she saw that I was a wandering soul like her?No, I don't want to go with her, at least not right now. I called Xiaoni on the cell phone, trying to urge her to come back quickly, but her cell phone rang for a long time and no one answered.At this moment, there was the sound of a key being inserted into the door lock, and Aunt He came back. Aunt He looked tired, and I asked why her company always worked night shifts. I was asking the question knowingly, because I already knew the situation of the company from Mr. Zhao. Aunt He said, there is no way, there have been a lot of things recently. In fact, you can change to another job.I suggested to Aunt He, for example, to go to the Children's Palace to be a dance instructor or something. Aunt He was a professional dancer when she was young, so she shouldn't be working in a poor job in a building materials company now. No, others want young ones, Aunt He said, I am too old to dance anymore.Oh, isn't Xiaoni at home?I hurriedly said that Xiao Ni went to a classmate's house to borrow review materials. I didn't think of it until very late, and I just went out for a while.Aunt He said, you can rest first, I will wait for her to come back. Aunt He frowned and said, don't let anything happen if you borrow materials so late. I said no, this is the city center, and there are many people on the street late at night. I said words to comfort Aunt He, but I was not at ease in my heart.It shouldn't be so late to celebrate a classmate's birthday at McDonald's. Aunt He went to bed and I sat in the living room watching TV.I can't go to Fang Qiang's place tonight.In fact, it was unnecessary for him to worry about the loss of the painting, because the woman in the painting could protect herself well. It was cold at night, and there was no movement on the stairs outside. Since the painter sold the painting, there was no sound of footsteps going up the stairs in the middle of the night. She is Qingqing, I imagined her when she was a model, she was wearing a white bathrobe, her back was facing the painter, and she was slowly retreating, her skin was as dazzling as snow, and her sunken back was like ruts in the snow, the painter used pens and Color reproduces this beauty, and then, for its perpetuation, the painter kills her.Today, the painting has been sold, but her body is still here, perhaps, in the painter's refrigerator. This sudden thought startled me, is it possible?A woman once showed up at my door, said she was cold, and asked me to wear clothes, I can't be sure when this happened, but it must have happened.Professor Feng always said that this was my hallucination, but if I really found this woman from the painter's refrigerator, the professor's statement would be too dogmatic. I decided to find a suitable time to go to the painter's house and open the refrigerator. Of course, it's best if the painter is not there, otherwise he will immediately stop me from opening the refrigerator.To do this, maybe Xiaoni and I need to cooperate. Thinking of Xiaoni, I looked at my watch. It was half past eleven at night. She had never come back so late when she was out alone, and I became anxious. I called her cell phone, like more than an hour ago, the phone rang and still no one answered. Something must have happened to Xiaoni, I felt an ominous feeling in my heart, what should I do now?I was out of ideas for a while. Xiao Ni came home in the middle of the night.After entering the door, she kept telling me that when she was opening the door just now, she saw a person squatting at the turn of the stairs above. There are only painters living upstairs, who would squat at the bend of the stairs in the middle of the night?I went out and patted on the corridor lights with my hand to take a closer look. There was no one on the stairs, only a discarded white plastic bag was blown on the ground by the wind from nowhere. After entering the room and closing the door, I told Xiaoni that I came back late and made up stories to scare people. Xiaoni said that I really saw a figure just now. When Xiao Ni spoke, there was a strong smell of alcohol, you are singing, I blurted out and asked, Xiao Ni quickly covered my mouth and pushed me into her room.After closing the door, she said, don't wake my mother up. Xiao Ni's face was flushed, she said that she was very happy tonight, first had dinner at McDonald's and then went to KTV to sing, so that she didn't hear me even though I called her twice. I asked, who are there? Three men and three women, Xiao Ni said strangely, one girl celebrated her birthday, and another girl and I went to congratulate. As for the three boys, two were their boyfriends, and the other was my prospective boyfriend. Are the two girls named T and S? Xiao Ni was very surprised that I knew her two classmates, how did you know?She said the nicknames for the two girls were based on their body shapes. T is thin and tall, suitable for fashion models in the future; S has a prominent figure, which belongs to the very hot type.Tonight's birthday is S. She cried after drinking, cried for no reason, and then laughed again. She said that people start to grow old at the age of seventeen. However, Miss Jun, how do you know these two classmates? I said, you told ghost stories together in this room, didn't you?Xiao Ni said that she couldn't remember clearly, T and S did go to Xiao Ni's house to play, but as for when and what they said, they have long forgotten. I said I can keep this memory, Xiao Ni said it was impossible, since you came here as a tutor, T and S have never been in the house, how do you have this memory?Maybe it was the impression left by these two classmates after hearing me talk about it. All I can say is maybe so.I can't tell Xiaoni that I saw them sitting together telling ghost stories, no one will believe my memory. At this time, Xiaoni's cell phone rang, it was a text message notification, she looked at it, and handed the cell phone to me with a little secret. The content of the text message is - have you returned home safely?You said that the building you live in is haunted, I believe it, because you are a fox. Xiao Ni said that the boy who sent the text message was what she called her "prospective" boyfriend.She was in the same grade as him and in a different class, and they had a very shallow acquaintance before.He is the striker of the school football team. He is tall and handsome, and in the eyes of girls, he is extremely cool.Xiao Ni is a very comfortable person in her interactions with her classmates, but whenever he is present, Xiao Ni can't find words when she speaks, which shows that he is already a little "special" in her mind.It's just that he already has a girlfriend from another school.Someone saw it before and said that the girl was very beautiful. Unexpectedly, he came to celebrate S's birthday tonight.And both S and T told Xiaoni that he was coming for her, maybe Xiaoni felt it herself. He said he had broken up with his former girlfriend. This night made Xiaoni's heart beat, having dinner, drinking, and going to KTV to sing, Xiaoni forgot the time and almost forgot home. I asked, what is his name? Boss Xue, Xiaoni said that his classmates called him that.In fact, he is willing to help anyone who finds him after being bullied.The conditions for gratitude are also low, a cigarette is all you need, as long as you feel your heart. I thought of the boy who bet with a pair of Nike shoes when Xiao Ni ventured into the unfinished building.But Xiaoni said that was not Boss Xue.Mr. Xue has no money in his family, so he wouldn't make this kind of bet.Of course, Boss Xue's money is not too tight, and his buddies often give him some pocket money. Xiao Ni read and read the text messages on her mobile phone, and then asked me with bright eyes, Sister Jun, do you think he likes me? Maybe. Is that true? Girls always seem to be chatty at this time, and they need repeated confirmation from their female partners.Xiao Ni kissed me on the cheek, as if my judgment had fulfilled her good deed.The content of the text message she sent back to Boss Xue on her mobile phone was - I have gone home, don't worry.Saw ghosts again on the stairs, really.If you say I was transformed from a raccoon, you are now a wolf, not a pervert.hehe. It was a night that made Xiao Ni's heart flutter. In this world, women seem to be born with a sense of weakness.So boys like Boss Xue are quite attractive to insecure girls.This is not the case for me. I like boys who are quiet and withdrawn. In middle school and college, I had a boyfriend like this. Their withdrawn personalities are surprisingly similar.When Professor Feng gave me a psychological analysis, he said that this may come from two reasons.One is that I have an inexplicable sense of mystery, and boys with a withdrawn personality just become the object of my pursuit of mystery.On the other hand, I lost my mother since I was a child and had a longing for maternal love, so I projected myself onto lonely and lonely boys, while the other me played a maternal role to make up for the lack in the subconscious. Deficiency is the seed of all desire. The next day, Xiao Ni was restless when she was reviewing her homework. She received several text messages on her mobile phone, and I knew it was from the boy named Boss Xue without asking. You can't do this, I said to Xiaoni, you will enter the third year of high school as soon as the summer vacation is over, this kid is pestering you, and you will only fail in the college entrance examination together. Xiao Ni curled her lips and said, Sister Jun, why are you speaking in my mother's tone.Support me, I'm seventeen years old, shouldn't I have a boyfriend? I nodded, then shook my head, not knowing how to persuade her. Xiao Ni hugged me and said, my sister Jun is better, only our contemporaries can understand each other.Oh, Miss Jun, can you tell me about your boyfriend? I said no, Xiaoni didn't believe it, I said there was in the past, but now it is really blank. At this moment, my mobile phone rang, and it was Fang Qiang calling. He said that he had returned from Hainan and thanked me for helping him guard the house. He said that he felt very comfortable when he entered the house and saw the painting. I said, when will I deliver his house key?He said to put it in your place, don't worry, I will give it to him when it is convenient. After talking on the phone, I saw Xiao Ni looking at me with a smile, what do you mean?Xiao Ni said that Fang Qiang is very special to you, don't you think? I said that Fang Qiang was not special to me, but that he himself was very weird. I told Xiaoni about the painter meeting Fang Qiang on the street yesterday. Xiao Ni widened her eyes and said, this is strange, he just came back by plane today, how could the artist meet him yesterday? I said that many people had become unreal because of that painting, and I told Xiaoni about my horrible vision. The painter killed the model Qingqing after finishing painting and froze her in the refrigerator.This idea is completely unacceptable to Xiaoni. She said that although the painter loves beauty, he is a person who cannot see blood. A few years ago, relatives in the countryside sent a chicken to Xiaoni's house. He didn't dare to use a knife, so he asked the painter to help kill the chicken. The painter said timidly that he never dared to kill. However, there are many layers of human nature, Xiaoni doesn’t understand, good and evil are like the back of a person’s palm, it depends on which side he uses to face you. Xiao Ni agreed to help me go to the painter's house to see what happened. I went upstairs and knocked on the door, but no one answered, knocked again, and the door opened.The painter stood sleepily inside the door. It was a summer afternoon, and he was probably taking a nap. Xiao Ni said that his bathroom was still leaking, and wanted to check the reason again.The painter led us to the bathroom and said sorry that maybe there was a crack in the corner of the wall, and he would ask someone to do a waterproofing.Xiao Ni asked him to go downstairs to see where the water leaked, so that he could be more accurate when repairing the leak. Xiao Ni took the artist downstairs to her house. According to the prior agreement, Xiao Ni will let the artist stay at her home for at least 5 minutes. I lost no time and went straight to the painter's kitchen.Facing the big white refrigerator, I felt a little nervous when I opened the door of the freezer.The freezer is composed of two large drawers. When I opened the drawer, white mist floated out. There was indeed a large piece of meat in the cabinet. I touched it with my hand and found it was cold and hard. I don’t know what a human being looks like after being dismembered. But this big piece of meat looks like pork. I opened the second drawer and there was nothing in it. I'm a little disappointed, a little relieved, and I hope it's just my absurd idea.Because to put a person in the refrigerator, I think it should be a large cabinet full. Afterwards, Xiaoni jokingly said to my inspection results, could it be that the painter eats a little every day, and now there is only that piece left. This joke made me shudder.Fortunately, I didn't have such thoughts at the time, otherwise I would have run out of the painter's house screaming.At that time, I calmly closed the refrigerator, walked into the painter's living room, and glanced at the empty wall, which used to be the place where paintings were hung. Suddenly, there was a slight coughing sound from the painter's bedroom. I walked over and opened the bedroom door. The light inside was very dark and the curtains were tightly closed, but I still saw a woman lying on the bed at a glance. The woman's hair was very thick. Long, dark pile on the pillow. who are you?The woman asked me in surprise. She was very young, with thick lips and a somewhat vulgar face. I think of that painting, the graceful back, I don't think her front will look like this. I said sorry and exited the room in a panic.