Cheng Mingxiang walked to the hotel where she worked and lived. While walking on the road, Cheng Mingxiang thought that Mr. Xiao was a tycoon, as evidenced by the banknotes in his suitcase, and he had no mercy when he bought a ruby star worth more than 600,000 yuan on the spot. For Cheng Mingxiang, Mr. Xiao is a person who interests her.
Back at "Fangxian Hotel", Cheng Mingxiang looked up her watch and found that she had been out for more than three hours. Although she has obtained permission from the boss's wife, she still cares about the eyes of her colleagues. When she walked into the corridor connected to the guest room through the back door, she happened to meet the head waitress.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Cheng Mingxiang apologized, and the female foreman gave her a vicious look.
"Someone called you while you were out."
"Thank you. Who called?"
"I don't know who is calling, but they keep calling over and over again. Don't you know who it is?"
After finishing speaking, the female foreman turned and walked away.
"I'm back." Cheng Mingxiang said to Yu Mao, who was sitting at the counter with his back to her and the store sign printed on his coat, "When I was out, someone called me. Did you ask who the person was? "
"It's Ms. Guo Song calling."
"Yeah……"
Zhao Kuan used this name every time he called her. Since he couldn't get out of bed and move around, he asked the maid Guan Sister-in-law to call her. Because the other party was a woman, it was easier to talk to her.
The name Guo Song had appeared before, so Yu Mao also knew that the other party indicated that he was Cheng Mingxiang's neighbor. Cheng Mingxiang always tells her colleagues that she is still single, but it is unknown whether they believe this statement. Almost all the waitresses in the hotel have someone they like. However, since they have to live and eat here twenty-four or five days a month, this job is really not suitable for married women.
"She called again and again, always saying that your sister's condition is very bad." Yu Mao said to Cheng Mingxiang.
"Yes, her heart disease worsened a while ago and she has been lying down." Cheng Mingxiang replied.
"Really? It's really worrying. However, from Ms. Guo Song's tone, the situation is a bit serious, and she asked you if you could rush back tonight."
Before that, Zhao Kuan had asked Guan's sister-in-law to call her on her behalf. One time she said something was urgent, another time she said her father was coming from her hometown, another time she said a relative had died, but this time she said her sister was seriously ill. However, Cheng Mingxiang somewhat believed that something happened to Zhao Kuan this time. Zhao Kuan's body has become very weak since his stroke. Perhaps his condition has really worsened this time and may relapse and threaten his life. She had a hunch.
"Is the boss lady here?"
"Ah, she went out with a guest."
"I'm worried about something happening at home..."
"If you have nothing else to do, I'll just tell the landlady. You'd better go back and take a look. If it's urgent..."
"Well...but, I just came back."
"It's okay. If the boss lady knew about it, she would be considerate of you. Just go home tonight and go clean up." Yu Mao was well aware of the intrigue between female colleagues, so he comforted you.
Cheng Mingxiang got into the taxi, feeling a little hopeful from the bottom of her heart. She felt that Sister Guan's call might really be a sign of a drastic change in Zhao Kuan's condition. She had this expectation on the night Xiao Long met her.
After Cheng Mingxiang got off the car, she still walked quickly along the familiar alley. The home gradually came into view. The road in front of the home was brightly lit, and nearby neighbors were coming in and out. However, the door of her home was locked, and the appearance was dark and lifeless.
She opened the door and was immediately hit by dim lights and stuffy air. She originally expected to smell the scent of mosquitoes, but what she found was a damp, moldy stench, which was mixed with the body odor of bedridden patients. However, this is the atmosphere of her home.
Sister-in-law Guan is not here. Maybe he thought Cheng Mingxiang would go home tonight, so he went back directly. Sister-in-law Guan did not live here, but sometimes stayed overnight at Zhao Kuan's request.
Cheng Mingxiang walked up from the narrow entrance and opened the door. Beside the door was a coal stove left by Mrs. Guan. It was the only heating equipment in the house. Four briquettes were added to the stove. There were still red traces under the soot. fire.
Zhao Kuan might be asleep, otherwise he would definitely make a sound when he heard Cheng Mingxiang entering the door. However, the room was silent at this moment. Cheng Mingxiang found that Sister Guan was not in the house, which meant that Zhao Kuan's condition had not worsened.
She approached the faded quilt and looked at it. Zhao Kuan was sleeping with his head covered, and the quilt didn't even move. What an insidious patient! She was furious, feeling betrayed and tricked. She gently opened the quilt and saw a pale but dirty forehead, white hair that looked like dust, and shiny black dirt on her forehead.
Zhao Kuan slowly opened his eyes with firm eyes.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Mingxiang asked, sitting on the chair next to the bed.
Zhao Kuan was silent, only turning his eyes to look at Cheng Mingxiang with bright eyes.
"You asked Sister Guan to call, right? What's the matter?"
Zhao Kuan did not answer.
"What other crooked ideas are you making?"
Before this, Cheng Mingxiang had a similar experience. Every time Zhao Kuan felt lonely, he would ask her to come back. The female foreman said that when someone called her, she should have thought that Zhao Kuan was up to his old tricks again. However, because of her chat with Xiao Long tonight, she heightened her expectations that Zhao Kuan's condition would worsen. Unexpectedly, things backfired, and I was inevitably a little angry.
Cheng Mingxiang looked at Zhao Kuan with suspicious eyes and seemed particularly restless.
"If there's nothing urgent, I'll go back right away. You can rest peacefully. The hotel is very busy."
"Are you eating outside again?" Zhao Kuan, who was hiding under the quilt, finally spoke, his voice as hoarse as phlegm.
"I'm making unreasonable trouble again. I'm busy from morning to night, and you have the nerve to be jealous!"
"Hey, Cheng Mingxiang, stop fooling me." Zhao Kuan poked his head out from under the quilt. His lips were chapped and bloodshot, and the bridge of his nose looked thin and pointed.
"Where did you go after evening?"
When Zhao Kuan asked this question, it seemed that she called after she arrived at the New World Hotel.
"I made several calls, and the person who answered the phone just said that you had something to go out for. Most likely, you and the man went to another hotel to book a room, and we played for three hours."
"I was just sent out to do something, how could I do such a shameful thing?"
"Hmph, stop pretending to be confused with me. Don't think that because I lie in bed all day long and can't move, I don't know what you are doing outside. You must be having a hot time with men tonight, right? Cheng Mingxiang, tell me ?”
Zhao Kuan looked at Cheng Mingxiang painfully.
"Nonsense, don't go too far!"
"My intuition is very accurate. Cheng Mingxiang, how is the man tonight? Is he a fat guy or a skinny guy?" Zhao Kuan said more and more enthusiastically, "Is he a young guy or a bad old man? You tell me, yes What kind?"
Cheng Mingxiang stared at Zhao Kuan who was foaming at the mouth.
"Hey, you don't dare to answer, do you? Anyway, most of the men you sleep with are rich people. People at 'Fangxian Hotel' don't dare to say it openly, which means they are telling lies for you. How much did you charge for sleeping with you? In three hours, you can get nearly a thousand at least. Just answer it!"
The corners of Zhao Kuan's eyes were covered with eye stains that looked like pus and blood.
"Hey, how did that man hug you? Tell me honestly, explain it to me from beginning to end. How did you play with that man? Perform it in front of me once!"
Zhao Kuan pushed aside the quilt, revealing a red suit. Cheng Mingxiang was stunned: Zhao Kuan was wearing her long shirt with a white collar and red spots. Zhao Kuan's long hair was scattered, and his sunken eye sockets and thin cheeks were reflected in the light. The long shirt on his body was not fastened, and the ribs of his chest were clearly visible.
"Why are you dressed like this?" Cheng Mingxiang finally said this.
Zhao Kuan sneered. He stared directly at Cheng Mingxiang and pushed the quilt slightly away, as if to show off his appearance. He was wearing Cheng Mingxiang's belt and a close-fitting petticoat, and it was a bright red one, with two thin, dark legs exposed at the hem.
It seems that Zhao Kuan probably asked Mrs. Guan to take out Cheng Mingxiang's long shirt from the closet and put it on for him. He closed the open skirt of his clothes with his thin fingers, his movements and posture were like a woman's. Cheng Mingxiang felt shuddering.
"Oh my god, just hugging your clothes is no longer enough."
Zhao Kuan closed his open collar, and the red shirt wrapped his skinny body like a fire.
"Wearing the clothes you wear makes me feel like I am one with you. I dress like this just to imagine hugging you."
Cheng Mingxiang was so shocked that she couldn't speak. The dirt accumulated in those turbid eyes also seeped out from his eye sockets.
