My screams and loud cries prompted two female colleagues from 801 next door to come out to take a look. They first saw me sitting at the entrance of the corridor, so they walked over and said, "What's wrong..."
Before they finished speaking, when they turned their heads and looked in and saw the dead rats piled up at the door of my house, both women screamed loudly in unison.
I was so scared that I was shaking all over and couldn't even get up, but they instinctively moved back and stayed away from me.
At this moment, I finally knew what it was like to be afraid, the feeling of being alone and abandoned by everyone...
I'm not going to lie at all. I was so weak that I almost crawled out of the corridor, then slowly stood up while holding on to the wall.
The two female colleagues were so frightened that their expressions changed. It took a long time before one of them said to me: "You, please find someone to take that thing away..."
The other one said tremblingly: "Today it's a dead rat, but tomorrow it won't be a dead person, right? We can't live here anymore, let's move out quickly."
After entering the society, I suffered a lot of big losses and saw a lot of intrigues between colleagues in the company. I am not familiar with them, just because we live on the same floor, so we occasionally meet and say hello. But other people in the company once told me in a roundabout way that because of my good performance, many people disliked me.
Something like this happened today, and I don't want to explain who is right and who is wrong to people I don't know well, but even if it's a big mistake, I think for the sake of working in the same company, they should take care of my mood at least, right
But no, I really thought too much, because they quickly returned to their apartment and slammed the door, feeling that I was as disgusting as a dead rat outside the door.
I cried and took the elevator downstairs and found the property.
Holding back my sobs, I said out loud: "Please find someone to help me clean up in Building 803."
There were three women and two men sitting in the property, and they looked at me as if they were watching a show.
When I finished speaking, no one answered. After waiting for five seconds, a man said: "Building 803, right? I received many reports from the owners today, saying that someone came to cause trouble and splashed a lot of paint. It makes the chickens and dogs restless.”
I said, "You find someone to clean it up, and I'll pay for the cleaning."
A woman spoke meaningfully and said, "It's so late, where can I find someone? You go back and live first, and we'll talk about it during the day tomorrow."
I burst into tears all of a sudden and cried: "There is a dead rat at the door, I dare not go in."
Everyone looked at it as if it was a joke. Another woman took a sip of water and said, "Then there's nothing we can do. There's no one in the property to kill the mouse for you."
I said, "Find a man to help."
The two men said in unison: "Who is going?"
I was angry and scared, so I couldn't help but say: "I live here, who will take care of your property if something happens? There is no one at this late hour, aren't you human?"
Several people saw me getting angry, but they all remained silent. Not long after, the woman who was drinking water looked at me and said: "Our property management doesn't care about removing paint and picking up dead mice. We haven't seen anything like this in so many years. You can find someone to solve your own personal matters. Come to us." What's the fuss about?"
After saying that, she glanced at him and said disgustedly: "You still have the nerve to find a real estate agent for this kind of thing. Everyone knows about it..."
If I were not so scared that I was shaking all over, if I was not alone, if there was a companion standing behind me who could rely on me, I would not let them bully me today.
With tears streaming down my face, I didn’t want to stand here and let them laugh anymore, so I turned around and left.
It was almost nine o'clock in the night, the cold wind was blowing, and my face was hurt by the wind. As I walked back, I took out my cell phone and called Ji Guanxin.
Now I just want Ji Guanxin to come back.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off. Sorry..."
As far as I can remember, Ji Guanxin’s cell phone seems to have never been turned off. But it happens to be now, at this time.
The grievance in my heart came over me, and I couldn't help but cry as I walked.
When I passed the gate and turned back to a building, someone suddenly grabbed my arm from behind. I am now like a cat awakening in terror. Whenever there is the slightest movement, my whole body is on guard.
I turned around suddenly, panic written all over my face.
Under the illumination of the street lamp, I saw clearly that the person coming behind me was Luo Xiangdong.
When Luo Xiangdong saw my face full of tears, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
I looked at his face without blinking, or rather at a familiar face. Without saying anything, I just couldn't hold it back and cried loudly.
I am wronged, I am really wronged.
Luo Xiangdong took my arm and stood in front of me. I cried loudly, and I could only faintly hear him asking: "What happened?"
I was crying so hard that I was almost convulsed, but Luo Xiangdong simply pulled me towards him, my face was pressed against his chest, and my crying was forced to become muffled.
He held me tightly, with one hand around my waist and the other hand clasping the back of my head. He seemed to have said something, but I couldn't hear it clearly.
After a long time, when I couldn't cry anymore and only my whole body was shaking slightly, Luo Xiangdong stepped back a little, looked down at me, and whispered: "What's wrong?"
He couldn't talk to me so softly, otherwise I would feel so wronged that I would die.
Fortunately, no matter how scared or desperate you are, there will always be a moment when your emotions are vented. Now I can't cry, I just keep sniffling.
Luo Xiangdong raised his hand, but I was completely numb and didn't move. I thought he could at most wipe my tears, but I didn't expect that he actually reached out and pinched my nose and wiped my nose...
Even at this moment, his behavior still made me feel 'shameful'.
I subconsciously twisted my neck and turned my face sideways, not to mention how embarrassed I was.
But Luo Xiangdong remained calm, looked at me and said, "Why are you crying?"
At this time, I was in a state of confusion. Because of Luo Xiangdong's small move, I actually ignored the matter of the dead mouse. Now that I think about it, I feel that I am not qualified to be so close to him.
So I lowered my gaze slightly and said calmly: "It's nothing."
Luo Xiangdong said: "Do you have to ask me to check it myself?"
I frowned, I couldn’t tell if I was unhappy or something. I wanted to argue but didn’t have the energy, so I just replied to him feebly: “What are you doing here?”
Luo Xiangdong said: "Ji Guanxin isn't in Night City, right? He didn't find anyone to look after you when he left, leaving you to cry alone when something happens. What does this mean?"
I felt a pain in my heart, as if he had stabbed me somewhere.
I said, "Whether he leaves or not, you shouldn't come."
After saying that, I looked up at him and said, "What are you going to do about Yi Yang?"
This time, I didn't mean to provoke him, but Yi Yang was like a thorn in my heart. No matter what happens to me and Luo Xiangdong in the end, I can't let him go.
There was obvious helplessness on Luo Xiangdong's handsome face. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm trying to figure out a way to get him to quit."
Frowning lightly, I asked him: "He's only been using it for a month or two at most, right? Is it difficult to quit?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "It's not that he can't quit, but that he doesn't want to quit."
I suddenly didn't know what to say. It felt like grief was greater than death.
I lowered my gaze and said nothing. After a while, Luo Xiangdong said, "Don't worry, I will find a way."
Back in Night City, this was the first time I talked to Luo Xiangdong so calmly, which even I couldn't imagine.
But now we have the same purpose, and this purpose has to push us to talk face to face and solve the problem.
I said, "Yi Yang has just been discharged from the hospital. You should let him have a good rest at home."
By implication, I was also a little confused as to why Luo Xiangdong didn't look at him more.
But Luo Xiangdong said: "He is the least willing to see me now and almost doesn't talk to me. If I lock him up, he won't eat or drink."
My heart ached, I felt sorry for Kuang Yiyang, and I also felt sorry for... Luo Xiangdong.
Originally, the relationship between their uncle and nephew was so good. Luo Xiangdong was both uncle and brother. I finally realized why Luo Xiangdong wanted to take care of Kuang Yiyang without me.
If I were him, I would do the same.
After a moment of silence, I endured the memories and helplessness gradually welling up in my heart, and took the initiative to say: "We can't let him stay like this forever. We must always find a way to make him quit."
Luo Xiangdong said: "You don't have to feel guilty. We lied to you. It's me who Yi Yang hates the most."
My weak spot was poked by him again, and for a moment I felt that my dry tear ducts were becoming full again. Taking a deep breath, I looked at Luo Xiangdong with red eyes and said, "Forget it, who was right and who was wrong in the past has passed. Now let's think about how to prevent Yi Yang from falling like this."
Luo Xiangdong lowered his gaze slightly and looked at me. I couldn't remember how long it had been since I'd seen such a gentle and distressed look from him.
He said: "Zijin, I'm sorry."
Tears fell out, and I quickly looked away, frowning to hold back the tears, and said back to him: "Stop talking about it, forget about the past."
Having said this, I know that not only am I not pursuing the past, but Luo Xiangdong... he has also given up.
All of us have suffered because of a wrong and deformed love. In reality, people have to love without enduring pain, and even if it is love... there is no reason to continue to be together.
Luo Xiangdong's sorry words seemed to tell me that he was sorry that he could not let go of family ties and choose love.
And when I said forget it, I was also telling him that I understood him and accepted it.
Standing face to face at the gate of the community, after saying this, we were silent. I don’t know how long it took, but Luo Xiangdong said to me, “Let’s go, I’ll take you back.”
I instinctively replied to him: "No, I'll go back by myself."
But the next second, the scene of a dead rat at the door appeared in my mind, and I almost vomited, so the expression on my face became ugly.
Luo Xiangdong quickly discovered the clues and asked me: "Why were you crying just now?"