Mr. Wrong (novel)

Author/Dong Lin (original novel, all rights reserved, offenders will be investigated)

It happened in CoalTown. Urban people cannot escape the group life. There is a family on the hillside, no neighbors, no noise, and it is rare in the countryside. If you live in coal city, you must adapt to living in groups, where the buildings are dense, the smoke miasma is black, and they are familiar with each other.

In the early morning, someone suddenly had an emergency, and the reaction of the community owners was like a super neurotic, quickly discussing from all angles and levels. A single head can never do it, and so on.

The group contains a full video, as well as photo text, documenting the emergency. It is a resident of the ninth floor of the second unit of a building in the community, and he has an acute illness. When the 120 ambulance drove into the park and the patient was carried out, the onlookers were stunned (video close-up). Isn't this the late arrival on the ninth floor of the building's one-unit unit? How did I sleep in the wrong unit? It's modern wall-piercing! The group boiled like a pot, asking questions and comments.

Late arrived just carried out of the second unit, late sister-in-law hurriedly rushed out of the unit door from the first unit's own home. I saw my husband dressed in disheveled clothes, lying on a stretcher with his eyes closed in pain, unconscious. The woman wants to cry without tears and is pale (video close-up). Late sister-in-law stumbled, got on the 120 ambulance, and the ambulance drove out of the park.

The name of late arrival is special, he should have called late, but the registration is late, and the household registration ID card is late. The late arrival turned out to be an accountant in a coal mine, and he had just retired and was still suffering from "off-the-job syndrome". He had no other hobbies, he liked to dance, dressed neatly, wrapped his arms around women's waists, accompanied by music, and squinted his eyes.

Late, no smoking, no drinking, nothing but dancing is a door-to-door visit. No need to reason, late is definitely going to a wall of doors, people go to the night and do not return, and the single woman is involved. It is really difficult to be late to the sister-in-law, this honest and generous woman, almost obedient to her husband. Late to say where to go, and then sneak into different unit doors, across a wall to meet single women.

I was late for a week and was admitted to the hospital, and gradually recovered. The late sister-in-law waited meticulously, saw that her husband's face was good, and persuaded him: You still change it, and it is humiliating to do this thing, mainly because you are sick and cannot do anything sneaky. To do this kind of thing, always be nervous and afraid, easy to get sick, change it, don't go to the door again. What is said in the WeChat group, everything is there, I dare not look.

Late shook his wife's hand and said: I have done something sorry for you, a great sinner, you are still waiting for me like this, I am not a human! After that, the dance will not be danced, the door will not be stringed, and I will be at home.

After being late and discharged from the hospital, he played tai chi every morning in the open space of the community, walked for a walk, and later participated in a walking group. Don't dance, don't visit the door, the red light is full, and the body is much better than before.

After the beginning of spring, the walking group will go on a group tour. Late to tell my wife: I will not go, so that you will not worry. The late sister-in-law said: What am I worried about when it is good for the body and mind? If you want to go, go. Late said: Since you are assured of me, then go. It's better that you go to the place of departure and send me.

The late sister-in-law arrived at the departure assembly place, saw a lot of people walking in the group, and rented three buses. Late got into the car and happily waved her hand to say goodbye to her late sister-in-law.

The next day, someone in the second unit of the community suddenly fell ill, and 120 ambulances rushed to arrive. The people who were carried down from the ninth floor by the emergency medical staff were still late. The late sister-in-law and the neighbor are simply stupid, is there two late arrivals in this world? People obviously went to the scenic spot for collective tourism to train, and only came back tonight?

The late sister-in-law called the group leader, and the other party swallowed and did not say the whole thing. Late sister-in-law is anxious: almost out of life, no more tell the truth, I will call the police, fight a lawsuit with you. The leader of the group hurriedly said: Don't mind, don't mind, this matter is not bad for me. Late did not let say, the car just drove a few minutes, he said uncomfortable did not want to go. Say get out of the car to buy some medicine, rest for a while, and don't let me tell you.

Late this stroke is not light, and it is likely that he will be bedridden for a long time. The late sister-in-law took good care of her, and the late sister-in-law was miraculously able to get down and move around. Even the doctor admired the patience and thoughtfulness of the late sister-in-law. Late to regain consciousness, did not dare to look into his wife's eyes, always alone quietly weeping, remorse.

After being late and discharged from the hospital, he stepped back to the group, and walked slowly in the community alone or accompanied by a late sister-in-law. Half a year later, I was late and back to normal, lonely at home, and a little wanted to dance or join a group.

Late sister-in-law also feels that the big masters are not a thing to be bored at home all day. Let him go out and join a group he likes. Late soon joined the dancing singing group and danced and sang in the park. Late to the sister-in-law to see, think those people are OK, singing and dancing can also stretch the bones, it is also relieved.

A month later, the dancing and singing group had to go to the field to participate in the parade competition, and the next day they could not return. Late and resolute not to go, the group is not allowed to be absent. The late sister-in-law said: You go, I will not send you, I will no longer look at you, the dog can tie a rope, people can not be tied. Since you swore to change, I believe you.

Late with tears in her eyes, bid farewell to the late sister-in-law and went to the singing and dancing group to perform. The next morning, the owner of the group anxiously called his sister-in-law who was late and said: Late is sick in the field, and the family must come quickly. The late sister-in-law asked in a trembling voice: Isn't he with all of you? What kind of illness did you get? The owner of the group said: He went to the field with us, and the rooms were arranged, but he did not live with us collectively. A tall, thin woman arrived by high-speed train, and the two of them went out to live. Just now, the woman surnamed Fan called me and said that she was late in the early morning and that she was seriously ill and dangerous. Sister-in-law, you hurry up and take the high-speed train, you may need surgery, you have to sign it from your family!

A month later, the late sister-in-law helped the late to go home. Late walking unsteadily, unclear words. When he saw people, he praised his wife for being good, and scolded himself for not being a good thing, damn. When I went home and closed the door, my sister-in-law said: Let's get a divorce. Late and hesitant to kneel down and say: If you want a divorce, I will die. You are the best woman in the world, I am a beast. Late sister-in-law said: I will ask you a word, can you change? Can you ask for a face? Let's stop going around that big bend and lying to the woman next door with the surname Fan? Can it be changed in the end? Late kowtow and say: can change, can change, really. Don't change I'm not human!

Half a month later, there was a sudden bloodshed on the ninth floor of the second unit, and 110 and 120 rushed over. This time it was two people, Ms. Fan, who was slashed, and the late sister-in-law who self-harmed after cutting. Late to go downstairs, I saw the two women who were carried away, one of them hit the wall, and were carried away by the 120 who came after him.

This morning, before the late sister-in-law took a kitchen knife and knocked on the door next door, she sent a WeChat message to her girlfriend: "My anger can no longer be described as angry." Being late was completely unsaved, and my divorce from him was no longer a problem. The problem is that the woman with the surname Fan deceives people too much. Not only did the gang try to deceive me by being late, but I recently found out that the two of them actually invented the "wall code". A few pats on the wall, a few coughs, and a few high-fives all have meaning. It's intolerable! I'm going to do something stupid and tell my sisters not to learn from me."

Two years later, the late sister-in-law came out of prison and divorced the late. Late has been on crutches, walking alone on one leg. Ms. Fan walked in the other direction, rubbing shoulders with late arrivals and ignoring each other. The neighbors thought it was strange, not as much drama as divorced, sneaking together. Now it's okay, no one cares, how can it be like a stranger? Man, man!

Someone asked if you were late: Divorced, no longer have to carry your daughter-in-law, why are you two cold? Late sighed: Something happened, I also understand, it is good not to look for it, and it is not good to find people in the same community, it is not much.

This morning, a person was lifted from the fifth unit of a building, and the neighbors were still late when they saw it. Late has lost consciousness and breathing is weak. The owners of the community have been talking about it: how did they get divorced, not looking for two units, looking for five units? Besides, now that you are free, what are you afraid of? The neighbor of unit five said: Late is single, but the woman's husband on the sixth floor of unit five is working the night shift. This morning I went home early, opened the door and inserted it inside, knocked on the door and did not open, and the man kept kicking the door outside and scolding.

Late inside there is no way, open the door and come out to kneel for the man who works the night shift. The man grabbed him and tried to beat him, and the neighbor rushed to stop him and said: He is sick, he has had several strokes, and he can't hold three feet and two punches. At this time, the late arrival looked miserable, incoherent, and said intermittently: Guys, quick, find my ex-wife, come here, it's really uncomfortable. Words fell, mouth foam, fainted on the ground!

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