Paintings of Terror

Chunsun Apartment has six floors. Except for the shops on the first floor, the five floors above are all residential buildings with 16 households on each floor.

If this is a square tube building, then the public toilets and stairs should be distributed on the four corners of the floor-in a circular building, the toilets and stairs are on four equal points in the circle, and they happen to be separated in the middle. Four households.

The terrace is surrounded by a brick red-painted fence. Standing by the fence, you can see the circular courtyard below with your head down. Looking up is the door of most residents in this apartment, neatly arranged in a cylindrical shape. ring.

The residences of the 13 outsiders were mainly concentrated on the third and fourth floors. Only Zhu Haowen and Weidong lived in the last room on the sixth floor, 616.

Kozun took the key and opened the door of room 411. Because it was a circular building, the door to the room was very close, and the room structure inside was arranged in a fan shape.

The room is an ensuite, at most 50 square meters, the outside is a small living room with an old-fashioned chest of drawers, a coffee table with glass panels, and a pair of small sofas with wooden armrests.

There is only an old-fashioned wooden bed in the middle, with writing desks and bookshelves on the side, and the bookshelves are full of art books.

Ke Xun opened the cloth curtains, and there was a breathless night outside, thick and cramped.

The warm orange room makes people feel at ease.

Sometimes, just the furnishings can give a glimpse of the life of this family.

"Did you feel uncomfortable before entering the painting this time?" Mu Yiran put a simple suitcase on the desk.

Ke Xun really didn't think about this question: "After what you said, it seems to be better than the previous two times, but when I first walked into this building, I was a little suffocated." Ke Xun also put his backpack on the desk. "By the way, I have brought toilet paper this time. Take it if you use it."

Mu Yiran: "I also brought it."

It seems that everyone has had trouble talking before.

Mu Yiran looked at the room carefully inside and out, looked under the bed, and frowned slightly.

There is a pair of red plastic slippers under the bed, thrown there in tandem, like a woman about to slowly move forward.

Ke Xun soon discovered the red slippers. For a while, he felt that the shoes were awkwardly placed under the bed, and they didn't know where to put them.

"The NPC didn't say that you can't move things in the room." Ke Xun comforted himself, picked up the pair of red slippers, slid through the room, and finally put them on the simple shoe shelf outside. ——Those things that do not belong to you are not easy to throw out. The shoe rack is probably the most suitable place.

The shoe rack itself was empty, and a pair of red slippers were placed on it, as if there was still a woman living in this room.

Ke Xun looked at his hands, always feeling a little dirty.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your hands." Mu Yiran took out a travel soap box from his backpack.

Ke Xun had never received such treatment. He took over this cold soap box and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

The public toilet is connected to the public water room. The cement mill pool is smooth and clean. Ke Xun is in a good mood. The unhappiness just saw the red slippers is also wiped out. After washing his hands twice, Mu Yiran's soap is The coconut flavor makes people want to take a bite.

Clearly white soap, the soap foam after washing is light pink, and I don’t know where the other party bought such a girly soap...

Soon, Sha Liu also brought simple travel toiletries to the water room to wash, and when she saw Ke Xun, she asked, "Is there anything strange in your room?"

Ke Xun did not intend to conceal: "Is there a pair of red slippers under the bed, is that weird?"

But Sha Liu's face was full of gloom: "Our two houses are full of books. There are two large bookshelves. Even the bed is full of tall books, and there are boxes of books under the bed. "

Ke Xun didn't bring a towel, and shook his coconut-scented hand directly: "Then it seems that the previous landlord or tenant loved reading, maybe he was a scholar."

"No, those books are all romance novels."

"..."

"Those that were particularly popular in the 1980s and 1990s, Qiong Yao's Cen Kailun's Xi Juan's and Yu Qing's..." Sha Liu frowned, and the following words were not embarrassing to say. In addition to these, the books on the bedside are all The banned book in the romance world-Xiao Huang Bener.

Ke Xun picked up the soap box to leave the water room, and dropped a sentence: "Then it seems that your landlord was a bookstore before."

Sha Liu was alone in the water room, looking at the rusty water that was not clear enough from the tap, and she barely washed herself.

In room 410 where I live, those romance novels are actually not terrible, but when combined with the room, you can observe traces of life everywhere, which makes people feel a little strange.

In the bedroom of 410, there are two spittoons, one small and one large. I don't know what they are for.

Sha Liu can understand that people who use public toilets like this may use spittoons at night, which can be called urinals.

But the big spittoon was a bit too big, almost as big as the toilets of later generations. It was covered with a lid and had a hole dug out. It looked like it was used to sit on the toilet.

What kind of person is it to defecate in the house? Obviously there are public toilets in the apartment.

There is also a princess-style dressing table in the bedroom. I don’t know why the mirror was taken off. The dressing table is filled with facial oil, perfume, prickly heat powder, a bottle of massage cream for cracked feet and some unknown ointments. There is a wide-toothed comb with a few pieces of white hair hanging on it, especially long white hair. If this hair grows on a person's head, it should be able to grow to the waist.

But the white hair is so long that it makes people feel unspeakable.

Sha Liu thought about this in the water room, and suddenly realized that she was alone in the water room. She raised her head and glanced at the pale and overcast incandescent tube above her head. When she was cold, she hurried out.

Passing by room 412 next to the water room, I saw an old lady sitting at the door of the house fanning to cool off, wearing a floral undershirt that belongs to the old lady, and the white background was covered with small red flowers.

When Sha Liu passed by, the old lady shook her fan and said, "It's really hot today."

Sha Liu didn't feel slow, thinking that she might be able to learn something from the old lady, so she smiled and replied, "Yes, it's still so hot at night, should the lights be turned off?"

Regarding the matter of turning off the lights, the concierge did not elaborate. Sha Liu wanted to figure out whether the turning off was active or passive.

Sure enough, the old lady said, "The power will be cut off at 11 o'clock."

Turn off the lights? Sha Liu wanted to ask the public toilets when the power would be cut off. Who knows that the old lady asked first: "Girl, are you new to move here?"

Sha Liu nodded, and asked courageously: "Mother, who lived before 410?"

"Yafen," the old lady said by a name, "Yafen has lived here for more than ten years, and now I have gone to enjoy the good fortune with her parents, living in a new house in the center of the city, I heard there is an elevator!"

"Oh, that's not bad." Sha Liu smiled, then raised the curtain and went back to the house-talking to these NPCs for a long time, who knows if it will cause any side effects, it's better to stop.

After returning to the room, Sha Liu frowned when Qiu Lu was reading a romance novel on the sofa. She didn't want to move at all about the things in the room.

Qiu Lu closed the "I Am a Cloud" in her hand, and dimmed the gauze lamp beside her hand: "I just heard you say that the power was cut off at 11 o'clock," she said and looked at the pink hanging on the wall. Color clock: "Half an hour left."

Sha Liu felt a cool breeze. It turned out that Qiu Lu turned on the electric fan: "You said, are the things they said true? In the painting? How can they tell such a romantic lie."

Sha Liu glanced at the poetess with some sympathy, and just smiled at the moment: "Romance is not romantic, I will know after tonight."

Qiu Lu turned on the lamp again and continued reading the novel.

It was the first time for Sha Liu to see such a big-hearted person, but at this time, she was fidgeting, and it was impossible to sleep in the first half of the night. According to the "convention", he could barely sleep until the "danger" of the night passed. A little while.

Sha Liu first listened to the movement of 411 next door, and could vaguely hear Ke Xun's voice, occasionally mixed with Mu Yiran's low response, but the content was unintelligible.

The whole Chunsun apartment is not so quiet, and there is even a kind of crowded courtyard-like excitement. Sha Liu opened a small part of the curtains and looked at the people sitting outside in the cool room. Some children refused to go to bed early and chased and played on the terrace.

Some people’s TV sounds are extraordinarily loud, with the theme song of an ancient TV series playing on it: Where is my home! The sky is big, what words are left! ...

The old lady sitting outside did not know when she had already returned to the house.

At this moment, a few girls passed by the window, discussing their topic unscrupulously: "Legend of Xiangshuai? When was that TV series? Isn't it earlier than "Young Bao Qingtian"?"

"There is no "Huan Zhugege" at this time! Can you imagine it! It's a group of prehistoric humans!" The girls talking were the three long-legged girls, and at this time one person was eating a sorbet , "Also, the things here are so cheap!"

"Don't listen to those alarmist talkers, we are probably going through! How can there be any pictures! We will buy stocks until tomorrow! Buy a house when it is cheap! I have a lot of money in my card!" Three simple minds The girl who talks about it gets more and more excited, and can't wait to take the opportunity to transform the world.

Sha Liu looked at them in the dark with some hostility, recalling that she was in front of the fifth exhibition hall of the Rhino Elephant Art Museum today. She had clearly selected her "companion", but she was cut off by these three girls. His "companion" leaned back, and the three of them came first!

The number of people suddenly became chaotic, and Sha Liu wanted to cry without tears. Counting that there were 12 people in, there was only one missing, and that person could only be herself...

The eyes suddenly turned dark, and the three long-legged girls outside the window screamed at the same time. They heard a neighbor shouting: "What is the ghost? Isn't it just turning off the lights? Go back to the house and sleep!"

The three girls calmed down, and took advantage of the light from the public toilet, and touched back a few people's residence-402.

Qiu Lu was very calm about the sudden power failure, and smiled and said: "This was the way our university used to be. I turned off the lights when I watched the novel!"

Sha Liu is very temperamental towards Qiu Lu. The other party might as well be a little timid, and he can analyze the situation with him, but the other party is just a mentally stupid fool, ha ha.

Sha Liu watched the three long-legged girls enter 402 before turning her face from the window. Qiu Lu turned on the phone lighting at this moment, and her face was exceptionally abrupt and terrifying when it was backlit. Sha Liu was frightened. I am a little angry.

The two of them lay on a small bed in their clothes, and Sha Liu was not sleepy or talking.

Qiu Lu took the initiative to say: "I think you are still a little girl, have you ever fallen in love?"

"No."

"It's a shame not to fall in love in college!"

"..."

"Which one do you think is better, thin bamboo or immature vetch?"

Sha Liu didn't want to speak any more, staring at the two large spittoons in the dark, one tall and one low, which should be two toilets to be precise. After staring for a while, she felt more and more like two ancient wooden figurines staring at her, and quickly moved away. Out of sight.

When the eyes adjust to the darkness, you can feel that the whole apartment is quiet, as if there are no people living in this building, it is clearly an empty building in the dark night.

An eager knock on the door sounded an hour later.