At around 11 o'clock in the evening, there was a noisy noise in the corridor, and finally the sound was concentrated on the opposite side. Someone shouted at the top of his voice: "Where is that massage lady? I have registered and I will enter your room!"

Another voice was even louder: "Fuck! I didn't even see a woman's hair. Tell me, this one!"

The sound is loud and small, and some people are talking about helping with peace. In the end, I don’t know which side surrenders, and everything is scattered.

Jing Xiu leaned behind the door and listened to the whole process. When the show ended, he was a little disappointed: As expected, he would not find it. He didn't care about it. He hung up high. Only relatives will always think about you.

Looking up, Yi Xiao sat on the sofa watching TV.

However, Jing Xiu suspected that she was not really watching: the Cambodian TV station, the foreign dialect in the silence seemed to be broadcasting some national security news, and her eyes were half closed, like a monk entering a meditation, and the light and darkness of the TV light swept across her face, making it even more weird.

After twelve o'clock, Yi Xiao turned off the TV, and the inside and outside the door became quiet. Jing Xiu swallowed his saliva, his heartbeat became faster and faster, as dense as a drum beat.

Then, a sudden sound of water was mixed into this dense "drum sound".

Jing Xiu felt a thud: It’s time!

She looked at Yi Xiao, and after she was shrunk to the bathroom.

In the bathtub, a pool of stagnant water rippled slightly. Obviously, the sound of water just now was not an illusion.

Jingxiu started to prepare: add warm water, prepare basin and towel, put blankets and pillows on the sink, and then bring a floor fan in, plug in and wait for use.

The bathroom is not big, but now it looks even more crowded.

After doing this, she was guarding the edge of the bathtub, her hanging fingertips trembled a little, like an athlete waiting for the starting gun, for fear of a mistake.

I don’t know how long it took, Zong Hang at the bottom of the water suddenly twitched violently, and a large number of bubbles appeared from his mouth and nose. He quickly knelt down, reached his hand to the bottom of the tank, and pulled out the plug with force.

The water is a little sticky and smelled carefully, and there was a strange smell that could not be described. The skin soaked in water had an insignificant burning sensation. The well sleeve calmed down, hung his arms, and watched the water in the tank drop in time.

The door behind her was Yi Xiao coming in. She walked closer and looked at Zong Hang, who was convulsing all over and struggling to breathe heavily, and said, "In fact, before people were born, they were all grown in amniotic fluid. They should have water and could breathe in water. Now they can actually be drowned, which is all degraded."

After saying that, he looked at her again: "I'll leave it to you."

Jing Xiu nodded and opened his body to give way to her: "Then you have a good rest."

***

When the water was put at the end, a very thin layer of impurities sank at the bottom of the tank. I don’t know what it was. When the well sleeve wiped the water tank with a towel, Zong Hang finally calmed down from the twitch and slowly opened his eyes.

Jing Xiu was very happy for him from the bottom of his heart, and leaned on the edge of the tank to look at him: "Zong Hang?"

While saying that, he reached out to brush away the water droplets from his eyelashes. The water was very sticky, and his body was covered with a layer of it, a bit like glue.

Zong Hang seemed to have not yet come back to his senses, his eyes were a little confused.

"You don't know me anymore? I am Jingxiu. Let's chat and drink together. I also gave you a book from Angkor Wat. Do you remember?"

She knew that Zong Hang recognized her.

His eyes gradually became light, a little surprise, and guilt.

After a while, his lips twitched slightly and he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."

Jing Xiu was stunned: "I'm sorry?"

Zong Hang said: "She..."

He wanted to move, but he had no strength and curled up his fingers: "She asked me if there are any people I can trust and how to contact me. I only remember my parents' numbers, but she kept asking... and I kept asking, and I said yours in a daze."

The well sleeves are filled with a moment of swaying spirit.

No wonder Yi Xiao came to her.

At the beginning, she wanted to make friends with Zong Hang, so she stuffed her phone number under the crack of his door. Her phone number was short and easy to remember. Most people could memorize it after reading it once or twice.

I will be here today, and the original source is there. Cause and effect are really elusive.

She said: "Then you know..."

Halfway through his speech, he stopped the mouth, turned his head and looked at the door, raised his finger and made a gesture of silence at Zong Hang, walked over gently, and moved the fan on the ground behind the door.

"Do you know who she is?"

Zong Hang shook his head hard: "I don't know, she is very strange. She doesn't tell me anything, just ask me."

"That... was she kidnapped you?"

Zong Hang was silent for a moment: "No, she decided to save me."

Jing Xiu let out a long sigh: The person who can save people should not be a bad person anymore.

She wanted to ask Zong Hang what happened these days, but she felt that it must be a very long story. Zong Hang's current condition is so poor that she can't bear to distract him.

So I wrung the towel and said, "I'll help you wipe your body first."

Zong Hang called her: "Yinxiu?"

"Um?"

“How long has it been?”

Jing Xiu looked at him and didn't understand.

Zong Hang whispered: "How long has it been since we last drank?"

***

Zong Hang woke up a few days ago.

The last scene in his memory was the gray-black sky, with blood ticking under his body, and then his vision was blurred.

He knew he was going to die.

He was shot several times and had so much blood. He was in a foreign country, a foreign land, and a vast lake. No one would come to save him, and all he saved was the corpse.

He accepted his fate when he closed his eyes.

I just thought about the issue of reincarnation: I wanted to be the son of Zong Bisheng and Tong Hong again, but I was afraid that his father would continue to hate him.

Then I didn't know anything.

When he woke up, in the bathtub, under the water, he panicked, choked and struggled. On the other side of the water, a ghostly woman looked down at him from a high point.

He felt that this was the woman who died with him that night, and he was not sure: because there was no oncoming stench on her body.

When she asked her, she rarely answered, and only glanced at him coldly, then turned around and left, leaving him in the bathtub, struggling like a beast in vain, and finally lost consciousness again.

He has no idea of ​​time.

How long has it been?

Jing Xiu said: "It's been more than a month."

In more than a month, many things are inevitable.

Zong Hang asked: "How are my parents?"

Seeing that Jing Xiu didn't say anything, Zong Hang said again: "It's okay, don't be afraid that I can't stand it. I want to hear the truth."

Jing Xiu sighed, of course he could only tell the truth, and he couldn't make it up: The son is gone, can parents still be happy?

She said a few words and only picked up the important ones: Call the police and the news is on. Zong Bisheng and Tong Hong are both here. A million yuan is hanging red. Zong Bisheng sent Tong Hong back to the country to recuperate. However, Zong Bisheng said that he would come back and continue searching. Even if the body was found, he would take him home...

Jing Xiu couldn't continue to say anything, so he wiped his eyes and began to wipe his body.

His skin was covered with smooth mucus, and the force he used could not be heavy. Once she shook her mind and wiped off a piece of his skin - this skin was like she was shed and she could break it even after rubbing it.

Jingxiu was very careful, and not long after wiping it, she felt a layer of sweat on her forehead: No wonder Yi Xiao wanted to find someone who Zong Hang could "trust" in this job, it was really not something that could be done with money alone...

Zong Hang whispered: "Jing Xiu, what do you think I am now...?"

Jing Xiu paused, and this question was actually in her heart, but she couldn't ask.

Zong Hang murmured: "It's like growing in a bathtub, I don't have the strength to sit, I can't even sit up, I can only move my fingers... Every time I wake up, I'll be soaked in water, and I don't know what's on my skin..."

Jing Xiu sniffed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, do you know, that Yi Xiao..."

She signaled the outside: "It's that woman. She said you are 'perfect' and perfect, that's definitely good. You have to believe that no matter what happens to you, it's a good thing..."

Zong Hang smiled bitterly: "It's you who believe this kind of nonsense..."

Jing Xiu interrupted him: "Zonghang, I'm going to take off your pants."

This trick really worked and successfully diverted Zong Hang's attention. His eyes suddenly widened, and then his fingers curled upside him suddenly grabbed the edge of his trousers.

Jing Xiu wanted to laugh, but he was indeed a bit older boyish, and had no hope for life and had the strength to be shy.

She said: "Yi Xiao told me that she had never cared about you. The things on you have accumulated for several days. You have to wipe them clean. That place will be more likely to be dirty..."

Zong Hang's face turned red in an instant, and his eyes closed, so embarrassed that his eyelids were soaked in red.

Jing Xiu said, "Just think I am a nurse. Those older men and women cannot take care of themselves and ask people to take care of their shit and pee. They have all been seen, and they have not seen anyone else's fault."

Zong Hang replied vaguely: "That won't work."

Jing Xiu originally thought Zong Hang was easy to convince, but he didn't expect that he was extremely stubborn in some things.

In the end, I couldn't resist him, so I had to twist the towel and hand it to his hand, then turn my back and say, "You have to do it slowly, don't work hard..."

It seemed like nonsense, and he couldn't do anything.

"If it's hard, just tell me..."
To be continued...