Hotel tears

I stood in front of Ye Meng Hotel with my traveling bag and looked at the shabby neon sign on the door.

There is no light in the lobby, it is dark, like a whirlpool.

The wind rolled up the fallen leaves. I stubbed out my cigarette, covered my collar and made up my mind to walk into the hotel.

"Room 308." I said to a man behind the reception desk, "I have made a reservation. My name is Cheng. "

The man stood up, his eyes shining in the dark.

This is a man in his thirties, wearing black round-rimmed glasses, short hair coated with hair gel, clean and neat, and his suit is also very decent.

I thought, he should stay in a five-star hotel, not here.

"My name is A Liang." He held out his hand. "I contacted you by phone. Welcome. "

I held his hand, soft and dry, a little cold.

"You must know everything about Room 308." He asked with a smile, showing two rows of neat white teeth.

"I understand."

"Well, before I check in, I still want to remind you that it can make you sleep well or keep you awake for a long time."

"I see, I have thought it over."

"Well, this is the key. On the third floor, turn right and it's at the end. " He handed me a rusty key as he spoke. "Come to me if you need anything. I have been here for 24 hours. "

I nodded, bypassed the reception desk and walked up the creaking wooden stairs.

The handrails are mottled with red paint and the steps are spotless, but when you step on them, the stair board will give a heavy sigh, just like a dying old man.

I carefully walked up to the third floor, turned right and walked to the end, where there was a door.

The dark red wooden door is written with "308" in black ink.

Insert the key into the lock hole, turn right, click and the door will open.

The room is about 12 square meters, the floor is solid wood, but it is already skinny, and the wall is covered with gray wallpaper.

There are two single beds against the wall, and the end of the bed faces an old table with a CRT TV on it.

There is no bathroom. In an old hotel like this, the bathrooms are all used.

I walked into the room, put my bag on the table, opened the half-closed curtain, and the afterglow of the sunset came into my eyes, which made me squint.

Turning around, my eyes are a little dark, but there seems to be something more in the room. What is this?

I rubbed my eyes hard and then glanced around the room. It suddenly dawned on me that a black cat slipped in, lay in bed and looked at me quietly.

I'm afraid of cats.

I waved to it: "Go!"

The black cat wagged its tail, jumped out of bed, walked to the door, looked back at me, and then walked away.

I was relieved and hurried to lock the door.

Turning around, I looked around the room again. Everything is quiet, nothing unusual.

I folded my clothes and fell on the bed. There was a faint musty smell on the pillow. It seems that nobody has lived here for a long time.

Perhaps it was the fatigue of the journey, and my eyes gradually blurred and I fell asleep unconsciously.

"Bang", the heavy door closing sound, makes me tingle.

It was completely dark and the room was opaque.

Strange, the curtain is open, why is it as black as thick ink outside the window? This room clearly faces the street.

I was lying in bed, in a trance, and the conversation between men and women came from the next room, which relieved me a little.

The wall is very thin, so the sound next door is like ears.

"... no, Cheng (the man next door is also called Cheng? )。"

"Hey, here we are. What are you hiding?"

"Yes, you must swear to be good to me all your life."

"I swear, I will be good to you all my life."

"Really?"

"really! Don't you trust me? "

"I believe, Cheng, I believe you."

"Don't worry, I'm going to Shanghai this time. As soon as I get a foothold, I'll pick you up and let's get married. "

"Good, good, cheng, I'm waiting for you ... waiting for you to pick me up ..."

The conversation next door turned into whispers and moans.

I suddenly bounced out of bed, touched the door, opened it, rushed to the next door and banged on the door.

"Bastard! You come out! " I knocked on the door crazily and shouted.

The groans in the room stopped abruptly, but no one answered the door.

I kicked a few feet on the door and nothing happened in the room.

Turning around, I realized that the light in the corridor turned out to be dark red, and at the end of the corridor was a mass of darkness, as if something was crawling there.

I stared at that thing and slowly retreated to the door of room 308.

When the agent came in, he touched the switch and pulled it a few times, but the light didn't work.

I hesitated to go down to A Liang, but when I remembered that my mobile phone was still in my room, I got up the courage and went into the room.

Locking the door, the room fell into darkness again, and I groped my way to the bed.

I walked twenty paces, and before I reached the bed, cold sweat fell from my forehead.

Bullet your teeth, take another step, click, I seem to have stepped on something.

I stopped, and at this moment my senses became extremely sensitive.

"Glug", I swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In this dead silence, the sound was incredibly loud.

Little by little, I raised my feet, and with a "wow", the TV in the room suddenly turned on, and a picture of snowflakes appeared.

Forced to suppress the idea of turning and running away, I found myself standing between two beds, and the remote control of the TV was at my feet, by the light of the TV screen.

"Shh ..." I took a long breath, leaned over and picked up the remote control, and pressed the TV twice. It is still a full screen of snowflakes.

I put the remote control on the bed and looked around the room. Nothing has changed, but why didn't I walk twenty paces to the bed in such a small room?

"... no, Cheng. "

"Hey, here we are. What are you hiding?"

……

Suddenly there was a dialogue on TV, and I was sweating like a pig. When I turned around, it was still a snowflake.

But the conversation did come from TV, just like the voice coming from next door!

I let out a scream, turned and ran to the door, opened the door and ran into the corridor.

The lights in the corridor seem to be dimmed, but I can see that things at the end of the corridor are surging faster.

I gritted my teeth and ran to the stairs in the middle of the corridor at a speed of 100 meters.

That thing seems to have found my move and struggled forward, but it seems to be tied up by something, and the speed is not fast.

But in a few seconds, I grabbed the handrail of the stairs and stumbled downstairs without looking again.

Knocking footsteps, in silence, seem to step on my heart every time.

My heart was pounding, I was panting, and I ran down desperately.

Damn it, why does this staircase have no end?

I looked down with my probe and all I could see was boundless darkness.

I stopped slowly and tried to walk back. As soon as I turned the corner of the stairs, the dark red light appeared in front of my eyes.

What ..... What is this? !

Why have you been running for so long, and I'm still between the second and third floors ...?

"Click, click, click ..." I was hesitating whether to go up or down when a glass ball rolled under my feet.

"Can you help me pick it up?" A crisp children's voice sounded.

My legs became weak and I almost sat on the stairs.

Looking up, I saw a small figure standing on the stairs, with a small hand pointing at my foot.

How can there be children?

He looks only four or five years old, barefoot and wearing a knee-length robe.

I can't see my face clearly because of the backlight, but he is really looking at me.

"Can you help me pick it up?" He pointed to the glass ball under my feet, and his tone didn't change at all.

"When, of course?" I leaned down and picked up the glass ball.

Cold.

The skin of my fingertips was instantly stuck by a glass ball, and I seemed to be holding a steel ball that had been frozen in the refrigerator for 72 hours.

He spread out his palm and waited for me to give him the glass ball.

I gritted my teeth, one step, two steps, three steps ... I held the glass ball in my right hand and grabbed the handrail in my left hand, trying to pull myself up the stairs.

Little by little, he finally put the glass ball in his hand.

He looked up with a smile in his voice: "Thank you!"

I almost fell down the stairs-no eyes, no nose, no mouth ... he looked blank.

"Let's play together?" He giggled and waved to me.

……

After a while, I squatted face to face with him and began to play with glass balls.

He bounced the ball to me and I bounced it to him.

He giggled from time to time and sounded happy.

I can't help looking behind him from time to time. At the end of the corridor, misty shadows are still screaming and struggling silently.

"Ta-da", I was distracted and missed the glass ball. He missed it.

The glass ball rolled across the floor and towards the shadow.

"Oh, I'll pick it up." He stood up and trotted after the glass ball.

I paused, watching the shadow seem to have broken through any restrictions, rolling fiercely towards him, and the small figure disappeared into the shadow instantly.

"no! ! ! "I shouted and rushed up, put my arm into the thick shadow like fog, trying to pull him out.

But I didn't touch anything.

The shadow stretched out its tentacles and wrapped around my arm like red spider silk.

I was surprised and fell to the ground, trying to tear open the tentacles wrapped around my arm and retreat.

Ta-da, something fell on me. I have a lighter in my pocket.

In the confusion, I touched the lighter and held it up. Bang, it caught fire.

Those tentacles seem to be afraid of fire, hissing when they meet flames and flinching from my arms.

By the light of the lighter, I seem to see a face in the dense fog, but its ever-changing expression makes me forget who it really is.

Without thinking deeply, I rolled over and stood up and ran back desperately.

I heard a hissing low roar behind me, following me like a shadow.

I dare not turn back, let alone stop. Even though my legs were weak, I struggled to run forward.

Burst, just as I was approaching Room 308, I was caught up by that shadow.

It stretched out its tentacles, tugged at my left ankle and tripped me easily.

At the moment when I fell forward, I let out a cry, pushed the ground hard, jumped half a step forward, and grasped the door frame of room 308 with both hands.

The tension on my ankle was so great that I was pulled off the ground.

I kicked around, broke free from my tentacles and fell heavily on the floor.

I stood up, slipped into room 308 and slammed the door.

There was a hissing roar from behind the door, and the squeak of tentacles scratching at the door panel. I stood against the door, even afraid to go out.

……

Finally, the hiss died down and the shadow seemed to retreat.

I waited for a few minutes until the world was silent again. I took a long breath and left the door.

In this darkness and silence, I can hear my heart beating like a drum.

I groped my way forward again. I didn't walk a few steps this time, but I hit the wall.

But in my memory, it should be the window facing the door.

Where's the window?

I fumbled on the wall, trying to touch the window, but I found nothing.

When I am more and more at a loss, there is a chill in my hands.

It seems to be a long metal belt with a slight bend, and there are some patterns on it-this is a door handle.

I put my hand on the handle and pressed it down bit by bit.

Finally, the bolt clicked and the door opened.

I held my breath and slowly pushed open the door. Dark red light came through the door, but as soon as the light reached Room 308, it disappeared into the darkness, and I seemed to be in a black hole.

In front of me is a strange light, and behind me is boundless darkness. I don't know how long this night will last.

But I vaguely feel that behind this door, there will be the answer I am looking for.

Calm down, I pushed open the door and strode in.

This is the bathroom, four or five square meters in size, with a toilet, a basin, a mirror, ... and a bathtub against the wall.

I closed the door behind me and went to the bathtub to look inside. The shower curtain is open and there is nothing in the bathtub.

I stepped back, went to the washbasin and turned on the tap, but I didn't put my hand on it right away.

The hose groaned like an old man's overwhelmed trachea.

Then, the water came out, and it began to be a little turbid, and the back became clear and transparent.

I took the water with my hand, washed my face, put my head under the tap and let my hair soak thoroughly.

The cold water woke me up, and I looked up at myself in the mirror.

In the mirror is a face of a 30-year-old man, both familiar and unfamiliar.

I smiled, and I smiled in the mirror, and crow's feet appeared in my eyes.

Laughing, laughing, I began to cry. I cried in the mirror.

"You bastard, you bastard ..." I muttered in tears, and then collapsed on the toilet.

I held my head and put my elbow on my knee, rocking back and forth, filled with regret.

"Wow", I don't know when the water flooded my feet.

I looked up blankly, and the faucet in the basin was turned off well.

I turned my head ... when did the shower curtain close?

The sound of rushing water came from behind the curtains, as if there was something in the bathtub.

I was stunned, rushed to the front of the bathtub and pulled open the shower curtain.

Someone ... a woman.

She was lying in the bathtub, covered with white foam. She looked up at me and said, "Cheng ..."

Memories rushed into my mind and tears welled up in my eyes again.

I reached out and held her head in my arms: "Ah Yue ..."

Ah Yue, my Ah Yue, I want to rub you into my body and into my heart.

"I was wrong, O month, I was wrong ... I shouldn't have left so long. I shouldn't have left you here ... when I came back, you were gone. "

She stayed quietly in my arms, motionless.

"For so many years, I miss you all the time ..."

"But you married someone else for money." She gently pushed me away and stared at my eyes, disappointed and cold.

"Yes, yes ... I let you down. I was wrong. I beg you to forgive me. Please forgive me ... "I knelt down and held her hand tightly, begging and ashamed.

She sighed: "Cheng, do you know how much I love you?"

"I know, I know ..."

"But people say that how much you love, how much you hate ..." She leaned close to me and brushed her finger across my face, cold. "But how can I not hate you?"

"I go with you, O month. I will go anywhere with you. Please forgive me. " I held her hand and begged.

"No, you can't go where I am going." A smile appeared on her face. "Do you want to see our children?"

"son ...? "

"Yes, son." She said excitedly.

"All right ... all right." I have some hesitation.

"Glug" and "Glug", there seems to be something bubbling in the bathtub.

I let go of her hand and looked at the bathtub in surprise. I don't know when the water in the jar turned blood red.

She fumbled in the bathtub, suddenly her face lit up and she held a ball of things in front of me.

When I saw it clearly, I almost fell to the ground-it was a fetus that had not yet fully formed!

Her face was full of excitement, and her hand was raised forward again to signal my connection.

I hesitated, but looking at her loving eyes when she looked at the fetus, I reached out and took it.

"Are you my father?" A timid voice came from behind.

I turned my head. It's the child with no facial features.

"Yes, he is your father." Ah Yue said with a smile, her face is as bright as an ordinary mother.

Look at the hands. Those fetuses have disappeared.

The child came over, grabbed my clothes, raised his head and whispered, "Dad, why don't you always come to see us?"

I knelt on the ground, held the child in my arms, stroked his hair and said, "honey, dad is wrong." Dad came to see you and mom. Can you forgive dad ...? "

"Yes, Dad, Mom and I forgive you."

"Thank you, baby, thank you!" I'm already so excited that tears come to my eyes.

"Time is up." A Yue suddenly said, "Baby, come to your mother."

The child obediently walked over and took Ayue's hand.

"Cheng, we have to go. I have nothing to worry about."

"no! Ayue, I'll go with you! "

Suddenly a bright light flashed, the house began to shake, and a light mass slowly emerged in the air, instantly sucking everything around it.

When I saw Ah Yue and the child being sucked in, I shouted and rushed to the light group. The light group flashed twice and exploded with a bang in front of my eyes.

I just feel my eyes are turning white, so I don't know anything.

……

The sun was a little dazzling, so I narrowed my eyes and covered my forehead with my hand before I found myself lying in bed.

I suddenly jumped up: "Ah Yue! Ayue! "

There was no reply, only the traffic outside the window.

I picked up my bag and rushed downstairs.

A Liang stays behind the reception desk. I rushed at him, but I didn't know where to start.

"I, Ayue ... Ah, my child ..." I pulled my hair at the reception desk.

A Liang looked at me with a kind smile on his face: "It seems that Room 308 spared you because you were forgiven."

"I don't want to forgive, I want Ayue, I want children!"

"Yes, you will meet, but not now." He still smiled. "Now, your task is to receive the next guest."

I was stunned. He came out from behind the reception desk, took my hand and said, "I helped you, and then it's your turn to help others."

The black cat jumped to the reception desk. It looked at the door as if it were looking at someone.

From its yellow-green eyes, I saw two backs-Ayue and the child.

They walked to the door gently, turned and waved goodbye, then stepped into the sunshine, turned into a white butterfly and flew away.

I turned my head, and only the sunshine fell quietly on the ground at the door.

Other than that, there is nothing.

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