Before I moved to the present house, I used to live in a shared house. The house was not big. The capitalist tenant cut off the living room and transformed the small study into a bedroom. I live in the bedroom of the small study. The partition next door has a boy with big eyes who looks like a short haired cat.
It was the last time I saw him. He woke up bleary eyed and looked at me. I've been awake for a long time, and I've been watching him.
"Do you want more?" he asked
"Are you ok?"
"I think I can"
There was a hen and a white cat in my house who could crow for no reason. Maybe it's from my neighbor's house. I'm afraid of living things. I'm afraid to take the broom to drive away the chicken. It flutters up and almost hits me on the head. I open the door and it's driven out.
There was a noise in the kitchen. I turned my head and a white cat stood on my kitchen table. It suddenly jumped over and threw me to the ground, then licked my neck with its tongue. My neck is too sensitive, so I can't tie a scarf even if it's cold in winter. The cat's tongue has barbs. I hold it and throw it aside.
I make complaints about the curses in the corridor. I am rebuking the tenants who are not optimistic about their cats. Then Tucao property does not protect the owners' safety. My neighbor is a kind of wretched middle-aged man. He is not very tall, with a triangular face and looks sloppy. He opened the door and told me he was a wizard. He could help me. I look at him as if I believe it or not. He says come in. I can do divination for you.
He put the glass ball in my hand. The white cat was abandoned by me. It just found its owner. I drove the cat out of the door, then closed the door with great force, and its foot was hurt by me. I haven't seen the girl at the opposite door for a long time. She seems to disappear like this, together with the wretched wizard next door. I don't know how long I slept. When I opened my eyes, it was licking my ears.
Then tell me that he will obey, and he likes me the most. I watched him and asked him if the wound was still painful. He lowered his head and licked his wound. The cat finally became a member of my family.
The long-term apartment market is a big fat market. Everyone wants to share this mess. When I went home, I was crammed with a rental advertisement on the doorknob. This apartment management brand, in order to let people live in the so-called ideal country, built several houses on the mountain in the suburb, and then hyped that "You can find the feeling of Switzerland in this city". I looked at the poster and thought that not everyone likes Switzerland.
My friend wants to see a house on the outskirts of the city such as Swiss version. The house is in the corner of a hill with only one floor and small area. In early autumn, the wind hurt my face a little. I stood outside and watched the leaves. She and the agency argued about installing kitchen equipment in the house. Smoke curls up from the kitchen. In this modern city, it seems that it doesn't conform to this artistic conception.
I don't like this house. It's too remote. She's the only one living in it. It was only when I reminded her that she had settled and paid the rent. There is a small room next to the house. The agent said that this is their temporary office. Every weekday, someone will be stationed here to solve the problems of the guests.
"Isn't that noisy?" I said.
"No, it's more reassuring to have a staff member living there," said the ill dressed agent
I don't want to argue with him any more. After all, I don't live in this house, but I remember that the code of the door lock is R6286.
I haven't lived in the countryside for a long time. When I return to the countryside from the city, I'm not used to the latrine in the countryside, and I'm not used to passing by the village entrance. The old people in the sun or the middle-aged women make me noise. I met the girl who lived in my opposite door here. She looked very old. She was sitting in a small tricycle with a look of dementia, holding a fat child in her arms.
Driving the little three rounds happened to be wizard neighbors, whose destination was not far from the village entrance. When I got to their destination, the girl's mother beat and scolded her. She is said to be a shameless person. The wizard is the husband of her second aunt in the neighborhood of her distant relatives, but the second aunt has passed away. The wizard's face looks more ferocious and obscene than before. It looks a little like norferratu, but he is far from charming. He threatened the girl's family, wanted money and then went to raise their children. She had dementia and didn't understand what resistance was.
Her life is miserable, but only when the miserable life is over can people think her life is miserable. When she didn't understand, she followed a man who had made his fortune in Jiangcheng in the village. The man took her to see the life of the scene of debauchery. When she came back in short skirts and leather clothes, the women in the village scolded her for being shameless, because her man was married, his wife was also a person in the village, but she was old and didn't know how to dress make her looks pretty. When the two people living together had big differences in knowledge and thinking, it was very difficult Go on.
I'm not a kind person. I can't save her. All I can do is to leave here before dark, go home and take a bath. My cat leaned against my head and said that she saw the wizard bewilder the girl and then raped her. In order to control her, she was fed sleeping pills and schizophrenia drugs every day.
Later, the wizard never came back. His house and the house rented by the girl were rented again. The cat still likes to lick my neck, and I'm used to this feeling. I like to hold it and bathe with the bath gel with the same taste as me. When you are free, hold it, put it on the tip of your nose and lean on its stomach, and take a second breath.
Recently, at two o'clock in the evening, I can hear the sound of the alarm clock, which seems to come from my home, but I can't find the source. When I deliberately looked for the source to record, I didn't report the time in those nights, and later I was thinking about whether this was my schizophrenia or my dream. Today, a new neighbor moved in. He was a painter. He found a lot of glass balls from the bathtub base when he was finishing his house. I stood in the corridor and watched him move in and out. I asked him if these glass balls were different. He said no, just like the marbles he played when he was a child.
I don't know if glass balls can be used for divination, but it's true that my cat can speak. The boy who has big eyes and looks like a short haired cat hasn't been to my house for a long time. He looks so good. I asked him if he knew what the animation image of the short haired cat was. He didn't know or wanted to know. Later I told him that he was the same as Garfield, but I didn't like Garfield. I just like big eyes. I think big eyes can see the soul of no one. I gave him a glass ball, then locked him in my house, he tried to break the door handle, I sat on it and looked at him, legs up, and then held the glass.
I forgot if he came out of my house, but I haven't seen him since. He slept in the bed near the window. I never touched it again, but do I really need such a big bed. Maybe it's necessary, maybe one day he will sleep on it again, then rub his bleary eyes and smile at me.
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