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Volume 19 Chapter 19: The Transparent Man Exits the Room

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    In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly became violent and hit the window, making a constant rattling sound.

    The rain followed, slapping the glass with great force.

    ? Qiu Sheng slept until seven and woke up, the sky was still cloudy, he opened the window, facing a gust of wet wind, the weather cooled down.

    ?Turn off the air conditioner, open half of the windows to ventilate, Qiu Sheng went to the bathroom to wash up, but unfortunately the door was locked and a neighbor was using it.  Among the four neighbors, Qiu Sheng has only seen three, and there is another one who works the night shift elusively, Qiu Sheng has not seen him once, and this is probably the one in the bathroom.

    Read a book in the room for a while, waited for the bathroom door to open, Qiu Sheng washed his face and brushed his teeth, and bought steamed rice and fried dough sticks for breakfast at the gate of the community.

    The ground was full of muddy puddles, Qiu Sheng carefully avoided it, but his shoes still got dirty.  The muddy water on the soles of the shoes was thrown onto the toes of the shoes due to the movement of walking.

    What worried him was not the dirty shoes, but that the aunts who were supposed to gather downstairs to chat did not show up today.

    what to do?  He was sitting at the desk, eating steamed rice and worrying.

    Will teenage girls wear earmuffs without those loud moms?  If the girl hadn't put on the earmuffs and was a light sleeper, the sound of him opening the door would have been heard.

    Considering purely rationally, not going to the girl's house today is the best choice, and not going for a day is not a big deal.

    Qiu Sheng continued to read "A Bellflower", but his thoughts either drifted upstairs or into the cabinet. He closed the book and looked down through the window. Only a few office workers hurried past downstairs.

    Sitting back at the desk, his eyes fell on the earphone stand, on which besides the earphones, there was also a string of bodhi beads.  It was given to him by Hao Wumeng, who said it was a bunch of bodhi fruits grown from the bodhi tree grown in the temple at home.

    Qiu Sheng doesn't believe in Buddhism, this string of bodhi beads is just hanging here as a habit.  Except for moving the earphone stand, he had never touched the bodhi beads, and he almost forgot that there was such a thing.

    Gu Deyou and Hao Wumeng asked for the beads, and Hao Wumeng agreed, but she broke up with Qiu Sheng before she went home to get them.  Gu Deyou said that the ones in the temple are always more effective than the ones outside.

    Does it work?  Qiu Sheng took the beads, the bodhi fruit was not a regular circle, and felt a little irritating to the touch, he squeezed the beads in the palm of his hand, thinking, tell the aunts to go out quickly, let's chat downstairs.

    He suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't that he didn't believe in Buddhism, but that he didn't want something that even the illusory hope of gods and Buddhas could count on.

    It was raining lightly outside, and the aunts showed no signs of going out, but the sound of electric drills sounded.

    It was a family on the fifth floor who was renovating.

    Qiu Sheng went upstairs quickly, and entered the girl's house under the cover of the sound of an electric drill.

    After closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Taking off his shoes and putting them in his satchel, he looked around. The drawer that was opened yesterday was closed, there was an extra pile of melon seed shells on the coffee table, and the curtains on the balcony were closed.

    In addition, there is something pressed under the small wooden bench on the balcony, which is a blue clothes hanger.

    Qiu Sheng was a little funny, did the girl blame the clothes hanger for the nightgown falling down?  Sentenced to the punishment of being crushed by a wooden stool?

    It is not known how long the sentence will be.

    The sound of the electric drill continued, Qiu Sheng walked forward, the door of the master bedroom was open as usual, he stepped in, and backed out after two seconds.

    The girl was lying on the mat with only the most basic one on her body.

    Because the nightdress fell down, so I didn't wear it right away?

    After hesitating for a moment, he glanced into the room twice, and Qiu Sheng walked in again.

    The girl wore earmuffs on her head. I don't know if it was because of the sound of the electric drill, the sound of the rain, or the custom.

    Her sleeping position today is quite standard, with a vertical electric fan blowing across her body from her feet.

    Qiu Sheng walked around the electric fan, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand.  The plug of the electric fan was half inserted into the socket and was about to fall off, so he pressed the plug in.

    A half-inserted plug is too dangerous for the girl to see. If he touches it and accidentally touches the electricity, he will be in trouble.

    He didn't want to challenge the security of the hospital, and he didn't want to play sneak with the grave guard.

    After thinking about it, he pulled out the plug again.  Just think that the plug is not inserted well, and it will fall off by itself.

    It's cold, and it's easy to catch a cold when blowing on an electric fan.

    He turned to go back, his eyes swept over the bed, and he was startled.  The girl tilted her head and stared at him, or at the electric fan behind him.

    After a while, she lay back on her stomach again, without the thought of getting up to look.

    Qiu Sheng thought, the girl probably knew that the plug was not plugged in properly, maybe she moved the position of the electric fan last night and felt the wire being pulled by her.Down.

    He walked out of the room slowly and stood in the living room waiting for the girl.

    The girl is already awake, will she get up right away?

    Facts have proved that the girl, like Qiu Sheng, will not wake up even if she wakes up early.  Qiu Sheng was idle and bored, he lay on the sofa where the girl often sat, and buried himself in the sofa.

    The sofa is a bit old, and the skin on the edge has peeled off a lot, but the overall shape is not stretched, it seems that it is not a cheap product.

    The air-conditioning seeped into the balcony, and Qiu Sheng covered his body with pillows.  He thought, what is the girl thinking when she lies here every day?  Thinking about the past, or looking to the future?  Or do you think nothing and just lie down?

    It is difficult to think about anything, Qiu Sheng tried to look forward to the future.  The gray-haired grandfather sits next to the TV and observes the grandmother lying on the sofa.

    What a wonderful future.  He thought that the future of an ordinary person should be more ordinary.

    After graduating, find a job that you don't like, marry a woman who is pleasing to the eye, run around for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, give birth to a child who is not obedient, raise the child in a noisy environment, and then die.

    He has no interest in this future.  Instead of looking to the future, he chooses to reminisce about the past.

    In the memory, he is not him, but a bystander who chooses a piece of life and watches it without emotion.

    That was probably a thing in elementary school.

    When evaluating a friend, whether it is an ordinary friend or a boyfriend and girlfriend, a sense of humor is often an important item, and he has no sense of humor since he was a child.

    On that day, probably some day in summer or spring, he only wore a coat in his memory.  He went out to play and came home, lying on the sofa and didn't know what he was doing, and his mother and aunt were on the balcony next to him, and he didn't know what he was doing.

    Father came back, and he asked who Qiu Sheng went to play with.

    It was probably Qiu Sheng, who was in the third grade of elementary school, who replied that he went to play with the people on Earth.

    Father asked again, and Qiu Sheng replied that he went out to play with people from the solar system.

    These are the rare and earliest witticisms in Qiu Sheng's memory. He failed to be humorous.

    Later in the memory, my mother proposed to go out to buy something together, but my father refused unhappily. He said that Qiu Sheng couldn't remember what his mother said, but he remembered that he complained that when he asked Qiu Sheng who he was going to play with, Qiu Sheng didn't tell him.

    Apparently, the one-liners failed miserably.

    Except for this memory, there is no scene of joking with his parents in Qiu Sheng's memory.  Witty words are a kind of offense, so you should speak formally, with a sense of proportion, and with a little distance. This is probably the feeling that Xiaosan got from that incident.
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