After leaving the convenience store, there is constant traffic on the street. The traffic lights at the intersection in the distance are jumping. Pedestrians riding bicycles stand at the end of the zebra crossing and look at the crowd on the other side from a distance. What is between them is the bright sunshine at noon.
, the tanned skin looks dazzling white, and the black shadows hit the ground as straight as telegraph poles. When the green light turns on and you start walking, the shadows crisscross each other. Sometimes, if you stare at it for too long, you can't help but let people know.
Produces a dizzy feeling unique to summer.
After leaving the 24-hour convenience store, the man walked along the shadow cast by the wall on the side of the road. Half of his body was exposed to the sun. The peaked cap blocked most of the sun, and the black cover on his face made it difficult to see.
I looked at his face, holding the plastic bag of the lunch in his hand, hiding it in the shadow to prevent it from being spoiled by the heat.
The place where he lived was very close to the convenience store. After walking straight for only two hundred meters, he arrived. The wall beside him also reached the end. Turning the corner to the right, there was a large open yellow land exposed to the sun. The ground was full of potholes, even the cement
There is no paved floor, so cans and white garbage can be seen everywhere. It is an overseas place that even the sanitation workers are too lazy to deal with.
Deep in the open land stands a four-story residential building that is a little older. The contrast between the exposed red bricks and plaster walls is dazzling. The entire exterior wall is mottled like an old woman who cannot save it even with heavy makeup.
s face.
Like its appearance, its age can be regarded as an old building in disrepair with half of its legs in the ground. Someone saw it here twenty years ago, and it has been brought to the ever-changing twenty years later. In fact, in the early years
The Osaka City Planning Bureau also said that this building was going to be demolished. The documents were almost approved, but they were blocked. It seemed that they could not agree on compensation for the demolition, which made the people above who wanted to get money a little angry, so
I wanted to be tough, but then I found out that the owner of this building had a tougher background than I thought. It seemed to be related to the top level of the Kansai underworld. He suddenly withered in the middle of the toughness.
It is said that the pendulum reached the front of the building and then drove back in despair. The owner of the residential building even stood on the top of the building in a pair of flip-flops, with his floral shirt waving like a flag behind him in the wind, watching the pendulum swing open.
In front of him, he swept over the construction workers wearing hard hats below with a stern look. After making a phone call in front of everyone, he stepped on the hanging hammer and pointed to the street and said, "Go back to where you came from"...
Dora Feng Dora Feng.
It may also be that the two parties were too strict when negotiating the terms, leaving little room for maneuver. The building and the land were left vacant. There was no corresponding plan for more than ten years, and the building followed suit.
The land has always been abandoned, and there are all kinds of strange people living in it. There are female escorts who work in Kabukicho, there are also cowherds who are not very successful in opening a cowherd shop and are still familiar with the business. Most of them are beaten by conservative society.
of social animals and temporary workers.
Everyone who lives here seems to be rotten here just like the land and the building. I don’t know how long it will rot. It may be more than ten years at a time. I don’t know if the people inside can’t bear it and die first.
, or this building could not stand the disrepair first and was shaken down by a small earthquake.
The man accurately found a trail made by the residents of the residential building from the garbage pile on the yellow land. He slowly carried his lunch through the open space and walked downstairs. He went upstairs while touching the keys. In the corridor
The walls are covered with graffiti, ranging from small advertisements for color services, websites for making fake documents, to red-painted "XXX If you don't pay back the money, I'll kill your whole family", it's as exciting as a post-modern art drawing.
The man went up to the third floor. He lived in 1303, a room with no special features in the building. The neighbor on the left was an employee of a pachinko chain store. His working hours could be said to be as long as the stars and the moon. He got up earlier than the gamblers.
He slept later than the gamblers, and the dark circles under his eyes were thicker than those of pandas every day. He often joked with his neighbors that if he saw that the garbage at his door was not thrown away, he could call the police directly, because he would probably die suddenly in his room.
The neighbor on the right is a woman who works as a bartender at an izakaya. She is in her late teens, wearing heavy makeup, and her house is full of wine bottles. She often makes jokes about the man, saying that he looks very fierce. Should he consider finding a job as a security guard at an izakaya?
As long as she played with her for one night, she introduced the man to the manager of the izakaya... The man ignored her, and she had no reaction to it. She just laughed a few words and went into the room to continue drinking. If we talk about Pachinko shop
The younger brother will die from overwork in the future, then this woman will probably die from alcoholic hepatitis.
In fact, in the eyes of the neighbors, compared to their ubiquitous jobs and identities, the men living in 1303 are a bit more mysterious, because no one knows what a man's job is. At most, they only know that the man has a fixed routine every night.
I went out at midnight and came back in the early hours of the morning. I never brought anything like a briefcase with me. I left empty-handed and came back empty-handed, but unexpectedly I never defaulted on the rent (this is a rare thing in this building)
things), but life is very difficult.
Many people speculate that he is a gangster, but they feel that although the Japanese gang has declined in recent years, it is not as depressed as a man. Some people speculate that what the man did must be disgraceful, but there is no evidence.
It is common for everyone to have their own secrets in this place where everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door. The things that I want to find out out of curiosity have never happened. At most, I pass by door 1303 and go to the window with the curtains tightly drawn.
Take a quick look, but you won’t see anything anyway. You can only keep your curiosity fresh. It’s always good to keep some freshness in a life like mud. After all, there must be something driving you to start from 30 square meters every day.
Get up in the room, right?
The man went up to the third floor from the corridor and walked towards the open-air corridor on the third floor while touching his keys. But before he took a few steps outside, he slowed down because he found a man standing in front of his room, looking towards him with a sly look.
Looking out of my own window, I almost pressed my face against it.
In fact, the word "spy-faced" is not a good one. It is more appropriate to describe a person with a treacherous face. But the guy standing in front of 1303 does not look cunning, but is surprisingly beautiful...from the open air
Judging from the large sunlight shining in from the corridor, it was a girl, a pretty young girl with light makeup on her face and wearing a uniform from an unknown high school. The wind blew through her clothes and lifted them up, revealing the white and tender slender skin underneath.
With skin on his waist, he was holding a box in front of him with both hands, and he was repeatedly stepping on his feet to take deep breaths with a nervous look on his face.
"..." The man stood in the shadows and stared at the girl for dozens of seconds. When the other party was about to knock on the door, he finally took a step out and walked all the way to the girl's side.
Before the girl knocked on the door, she noticed the man's arrival. Her eyes lit up and she suppressed the nervousness she had shown before. She took a few steps back to make way for the door and looked at the man.
Put on a smile and say, "Are you a resident here?"
"..." The man didn't answer the girl at all. He flipped through the keychain with one hand, found the key to the door, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it, and walked in with the plastic bag in hand. The girl didn't have time to say anything.
, the door slammed into her face just half a step forward. The wind and loud sound made her face stiff, and her hair flew around her ears and fell down.
The girl stood in embarrassment in front of the door of 1303 for half a minute. Her back was numb from the sun. She finally gathered her thoughts, raised her hand and started knocking on the door again. She kept knocking for a full minute.
Just then, the door opened. The man who opened the door was staring at her with a juicy fried chicken bento that he had just eaten two bites. He still said nothing, but his gloomy eyes made the girl nervous and confused.
Although he was confused, he still dutifully said his opening remarks, "Um...I heard that people here are very stressed. Do you need door-to-door stress relief services?"
"..." The man chewed the chicken steak in his mouth and looked at the quail-like girl in front of him expressionlessly. Anyone with eyes could tell that this girl was a newbie, and it was extremely embarrassing to learn all the routines.
Because men know that truly skilled social media won’t talk like this. They will only ask you to sit in a newly opened coffee shop next door. If you refuse, they will politely say that drinking coffee at your house is actually the same.
Then everything fell into place...
The girl stood in front of the door and felt the other person's gaze falling on her like needles. It was too quiet. The man's expected reaction was almost completely different from what she imagined. He just looked at her without saying a word for a whole minute.
, it made her feel uncomfortable and hairy, and she wanted to turn around and run away, but the persistence in her heart and the agreement with others made her persist in the oppression of this dilemma, and she tried to stand up straight, as if she wanted to have the less fully developed body.
The breasts attract the other person’s attention.
"How old are you?" Finally, the man spoke.
"16 years old." The girl immediately raised her head and said.
Mr. Ryoichi had told her to answer her true age when asked about her age. She could directly apply her own template to school and family questions, because nothing is more convincing than reality.
"name."
"Jingchuan dance." the girl said.
"16 years old?"
"Yes... I'm currently studying at the girls' high school over there at the TV building." The girl turned her head and pointed in a direction in the distance.
"native."
"Yes..."
"Why do you do this?"
"Um..." Jingchuan Wu was asked instantly, because the man's question was too much. Would the client ask the lady why she went into the sea? Probably yes? But she really didn't prepare the answer to this question, and she couldn't hold it back.
It took me a while to finally say, "I ran away from home...I have no money."
“If you don’t have money, go work in a convenience store.”
"I don't have the relevant documents and the convenience store owner won't accept me..."
"Then you shouldn't do this." The man said, "First time?"
"Yes..." Jingchuan Wu swallowed her saliva, "A friend recommended me to come."
"Male or female?"
"male."
"What's in the box?"
"Props..."
"Provided by a friend?"
"Yes..."
"Then your friend should really be beaten into a concrete pillar and sink into the bay." After the man said that, he turned around and closed the door with a expressionless face while holding the lunch box. "If you lived further away, I would have called the police, since you are a local.
Then go back and read your book, this line of work is not suitable for you, nor is it suitable for any girl."
Then with a bang, the door slammed shut again.
Have you been rejected?
Jingchuan Wu was stunned. She stood there and was hit by the same door again. This was different from what was written in the script. According to the script, she should have sealed the second safety exit in the toilet of the rental house by now.
And this man should also be addicted to various bed props in the box... But now she didn't even enter the door!
Unwilling to give up, she gritted her teeth and knocked on the door again. This time she only knocked for a few seconds before the door opened. She was about to raise her head and smile and continue to promote herself, but before she could say anything, she received a slap on the cheek.
, and almost slapped her to the ground. The red marks on her face from the sun were burning and painful.
"Let me get out before I feel disgusted with you." The man looked at the girl who took a few steps back and said calmly, "Girls of your age should study in school instead of running away from home to do this, like you
There are many girls your age who don’t have the means to study if they want to, so you’re taking jobs from them instead?”
"I..." Jingchuan Wu almost cried after receiving this merciless slap. Before she could defend herself, the door in front of her was slammed shut again!
She stood blankly in the sun-drenched corridor, feeling extremely wronged. She wanted to cry but couldn't find anyone to cry to. After basking in the sun for a while and calming down, she took out her phone and opened a contact.
A text message went over, recounting what just happened.
A minute later, she received another letter. The content of the text message was very simple, and it also gave her a solution to the current dilemma.
"Keep knocking on the door, and this time call his name directly."