Chapter 2, Suicide
She looked into my eyes, and there seemed to be many things contained within that gaze, evoking a feeling I could not articulate. Then the woman climbed down from the bed and opened the wardrobe
I do not know how long it has been, but the piercing sound of the siren woke me up. Someone had called the police, and they had come to collect the body. I watched as she was placed into a white bag, and the officers lifted her onto the vehicle. The dark hair that was exposed had covered my chest countless times last night.
However, the scene before me nearly caused me to collapse to the ground. I saw a person lying on the ground in front of the building, with a large pool of bright red blood beneath her.
I held her close and nodded, saying: "Be sure to remember, keep it in your heart"
Women all appreciate sweet words; I have long been aware of this. Moreover, the woman before me is truly beautiful, and my compliments come from the depths of my heart
I did not go back upstairs to sleep, but instead turned around and returned to the school, spending the night squeezed in with those guys in the dormitory. The next day, I packed my things and left that place, which held both beautiful and painful memories for me, and returned to the school dormitory
Zhao Xiaoruo put on the dress, spun around in place, and smiled as she asked me, "Does it look good?"
This woman has an innate quality of purity and elegance, and wearing this white dress makes her appear even more fresh and refined, like a fairy from the heavens. It stirs something within me, prompting me to take a deep breath and respond, "Beautiful, beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy from the heavens."
Before I reached my destination, I noticed a large crowd gathered downstairs. I wondered what was going on. Could it be that the landlord's wife, a middle-aged woman with a hefty build, was abusing the landlord again? The couple would erupt into a fierce battle every few days, drawing a crowd each time. In the past, I would join in the commotion, but now my thoughts were on Zhao Xiaoruo, and I just wanted to hurry upstairs for another intense brawl.
The police upstairs have already gone to investigate, and I feel extremely dizzy, as if something has been taken out of my mind, leaving me with a profound emptiness. My legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead. I walked over to the stone table downstairs and sat down, quietly observing the onlookers, my mind a complete blank.
At that time, I never imagined that this photograph would be the last beauty left to me by this woman, nor did I anticipate that this photograph would bring me experiences beyond my wildest imagination, along with books
Women are indeed extremely vain creatures, I thought to myself. However, using such a stunningly beautiful photo as a screensaver is quite a good thing. Moreover, with this photo, I now have the leverage to boast to those losers at school. So, I found my clothes, pulled out my phone, and pressed the shutter button while facing her
That night we engaged three times, and the woman who had always been aloof became utterly wild by the end, almost as if she had transformed into a different person. Fortunately, my exceptional physical constitution allowed me to endure it. Indeed, a woman is different in bed compared to outside of it; even the most noble and proud woman can become frenzied in such a setting.
As I was preoccupied with thoughts of Zhao Xiaoruo, I found this damn day to be exceedingly long. After much difficulty, I finally made it to the end of school, and I hurriedly ran towards the tenement building I rented.
I did not know what she intended to do, and I looked at her with some curiosity. I saw her take out a set of clothes from the wardrobe, which was the white dress she wore the first time I met her
After finishing for the last time, it was already past five in the morning. I was so exhausted that I lay on the bed like a dead dog, while that woman curled up on my chest like a little cat. Neither of us spoke, quietly savoring the afterglow of the climax.
I do not know why this is happening, as I stand there in a daze, gazing at her lying on the ground. She lies there so quietly, her eyes wide open. From my vantage point, her eyes are looking back at me, and the corners of her mouth still bear that faint smile. Everything is just as it was last night, yet now she has transformed into a cold, lifeless corpse devoid of any vitality
The person lying on the ground is a young woman, dressed in a white dress, and it is Zhao Xiaoruo, with whom I had a passionate entanglement last night
"She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." I held the woman in my arms and said this from the bottom of my heart. Then I turned my head and looked at her face, still flushed with the afterglow of ecstasy, and asked, "You still haven't told me your name?" Having spent a night with her, and not even knowing her name, is not my style
Not long after, the police upstairs came down. I heard someone among the onlookers say: "It was a suicide; this girl committed suicide. The police found a suicide note in her room. Alas! So young, what a pity!"
After taking photos of her, we embraced and slept for a while until we got up at 9:00 AM with the library. I thought about the class I had in the morning; that menopausal teacher was someone I absolutely could not offend. I bought breakfast and then went to school.
Am I beautiful? After an unknown amount of time, the woman gently traced circles on my chest with her finger and asked.
Zhao Xiaoruo giggled and struck a pose upon hearing my compliment, saying to me: "Take a photo with your phone, so you can keep it as a memento for the future"
How tragic, to die so young; what could have possibly led to such despair? Alas! Just as I was about to navigate through the tightly packed crowd, I suddenly heard someone speaking.
"So tragic, she jumped directly from the fourth floor and died on the spot..." The people around were continuously discussing something, but at that moment, I could not hear anything. I stared blankly at her, feeling my hands and feet turn cold, even forgetting to breathe. In my heart, only one voice was shouting: Why? What is the reason for this!
The lion does not pay attention to the mouse. At present, I feel like a lion high above, while these fellows are merely mice in my eyes. Naturally, a lion would not bother with a mouse.
The woman let out a soft giggle upon hearing my question, and with her bright, sparkling eyes fixed directly on mine, she said, "My name is Zhao Xiaoruo, and you must remember it."
Is someone dead? A wave of curiosity surged within me, prompting me to pause and force my way into the crowd of onlookers
Although I feel a bit reluctant, we live so close to each other that there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Women, after all, find the first time difficult. Once the first time has passed, it becomes a matter of when to do it again. Thinking about my future days of happiness, I can't help but feel elated. Throughout the day at school, I was cheerful, and a few of my good friends teased me, wondering if I had lost my mind. I simply smiled at them, too lazy to explain so much. Those who spend their days circling around the school, naive and inexperienced, can hardly imagine that I have been with the goddess of their hearts, and that I can enjoy such nights every day in the future. I can't help but feel elated. Throughout the day at school, I was cheerful, and a few of my good friends teased me, wondering if I had lost my mind. I simply smiled at them, too lazy to explain so much. Those who spend their days circling around the school, naive and inexperienced, can hardly imagine that I have been with the goddess of their hearts, and that I can enjoy such nights every day in the future.
Later, the crowd dispersed, and the sky gradually darkened. I do not understand why this woman chose to take her own life, nor do I comprehend why she engaged with me the night before her suicide. Although it was merely one night, my heart now aches profoundly.
Half a year passed in such a mundane manner, and I thought I would never see Zhao Xiaoruo again, the one who once spent a passionate night with me and gave me beautiful memories. Unexpectedly, she would later appear in my world in another way.