Deep as the sea

Clock patter walk, dim crowded rental room, at this moment is locked a dishevelled wearing old-fashioned pajamas woman, her bright red lips from time to time spit out a sentence of neurotic hee hee, a very bright beautiful face in the computer screen blue fluorescence under the reflection, hard is more a bit spooky temperament.

The typical woman in the room who does not go out for a long time is called Zhang Yu, 30 years old, is a doctor of literature, because she is urged by her parents to marry and take the initiative to rent a house outside.

When I walked into the messy table, there were a lot of documents, and each piece of paper seemed to have been touched many times, and there were obvious wrinkles. There was also a perfectly clean area on the table where the most valuable object in the house was placed: a new pink computer.

The computer was on, and the small screen displayed a document page, which was full of words, and it was clear that Zhang Yu had been writing for a long time.

Zhang Yu's fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard, and soon, when she wrote the last full stop of this mystery novel, the busy life of these two weeks was finally over.

A sigh sounded in the air, Zhang Yu stretched a big stretch, the whole person refreshed. She scanned her essay again, made sure there was nothing wrong with it, and saved it without hesitation. It's a lesson she learned after years of being screwed over by computers and software.

Then she opened the desktop QQ, found a note on the contact list of two stupid friends, directly began to harass each other. This person is actually her direct editor Ziyi, just because people are a little silly, so Zhang fish directly remarks for two silly, is also worthy of the name.

【 Eight octopus feet: Are they there? Are they there? 】

The first girl in history: QAQ, octopus, you are finally online! Dear, the baby misses you!

Zhang Yu grinned, showing a white and bright fangs, which seemed to flash red light, and rushed toward the people on the other side of the network. The crackling typing sound sounded, and Zhang Yu immediately replied to the message, implying murder.

Eight octopus feet: Ha ha! Want me? Want my script!

First Girl: Hey, octopus, don't think like that. You and your script are one, and when I think of your script, I think of you.

[Octopus eight feet: Yo! Two weeks no, you have a lot of literary accomplishment, even love words are now so good! But a pity, I don't eat this set. If it wasn't for you, how could I be so hard these two weeks? Now you still think about how to please me, let me give you the manuscript!]

The first girl in history: there is no gain! This time, because another editor-in-chief of the magazine left, the column position can be left to our most popular reasoning octopus, and your fee has doubled, surprise enough!

【 Octopus eight feet; also OK, I will now pass the manuscript to you, pay attention to check. I go first, see you later! 】

"Finally done!" Zhang Yu looked at the two weeks of their own lives so awkward documents to the speed of light transmission to the opposite editor, eyes full of water vapor.

Writing a novel is not easy, and writing a mystery novel is even harder. Because Zhang Yu was suddenly urged to draft, in addition to sleeping in these two weeks, the rest of the time is spent in checking information, thinking about the plot and having code words. If it weren't for her favorite takeaway, Zhang Yu would have starved to death in her room.

Maybe I don't know how long after, someone will find out that the owner has a problem according to the stench in the room, and soon, a "beautiful female doctor starved to rent the house for what?" The thriller title will appear in the headlines of major media newspapers, causing widespread concern in society.

Zhang Yu pretended to be afraid and hugged his shoulder, if he really died in this way, it is really slippery world great!

Just as Zhang Yu was letting go of her thoughts, a hot current gushed out from under her lower abdomen, and Zhang Yu's face froze and did not dare to move.

Relatives came, the whole person has no love!

When this feeling passed, Zhang Yu stood up carefully, regardless of the pool of red on the seat, but directly from the side of the bed to pick up a nightgown, with a hard to find in the closet do not know whether expired hygiene products, hurried into the bathroom, began to clean up themselves.

The faint sound of water sounded, and faintly hot water vapor began to spread in the room. Half an hour later, a freshly dressed Zhang Yu came out with wet hair and oversized slippers.

The changed clothes are thrown directly into the side washing machine, which is not full anyway, and it is not too late to turn on the washing machine when it is full of dirty clothes.

But now the most urgent thing is to supplement the sanitary supplies as soon as possible, Zhang Yu just found that his residence actually lacks one of the most important things in a woman's life, need to supplement as soon as possible, otherwise the next week, he will spend in a sea of blood, it is really very wrong.

Hurriedly put on his coat, blow-dried his hair, Zhang Yu quickly left the room, locked the door, and went to the convenience store downstairs with his wallet and mobile phone to buy things.

The convenience store is open 24 hours, even if it is already late, the store is still lit with a large incandescent light bulb, but because there are not many people living here, there are not many customers, only the owner of the shop languidly sitting in the door playing with his mobile phone.

Zhang Yu wrapped his coat tightly, buried his face behind the thick collar, quickly picked out the things and settled the bill.

It's just, the moment she walked out of the convenience store with her bags, she suddenly felt a pain in her head, and the next moment, she didn't know anything.

...

The cement-colored sky blanketed the city with boredom, and the men and women on the street watched tightly wrapped in their coats. The sun went down out of sight, and the gray sky grew darker. The rain does not know when to break into the thin night, filled with a city of water vapor.

People on the street have held up their umbrellas and walked in a hurry. It seems that people here are used to such rainy weather. They bundled their coats and tied woolen scarves as they ran along the potholed roads.

The city road does not seem to be so good, the cold rain has not had time to merge into the sewer, it flows into the side of the road low, Meng Meng Meng together, after a while, it will converge into a small pool.

The night finally fell completely.

Near Baker Street, the covert monitor kept at work, glowing red and observing everything in sight. The yellow street light is on, but the road has no pedestrians, and the empty streets are only filled with the sound of rain washing.

A cold finger moved and touched the rough asphalt.

The dim light of the lamp covered the woman lying directly below by the pool. The man's arm was half submerged in the pool, and only his white fingers moved on the pavement.

Zhang Yu woke up groggy, and the cold touch made her wake up quickly. She sat up and then shivered in her place. The rain of the city has already soaked her, and the cold seems to penetrate into her bones.

Lashes flapping, a pair of confused eyes looking in the direction ahead, Zhang Yu struggled to stand up, carrying a shopping bag, wobbly toward the alley, looking for a place to shelter.

However, after just two steps, Zhang Yu finally found something strange. When I went shopping before, it was still sunny, and now why did it suddenly rain? The weather forecast didn't even mention rain tonight!

She whipped around and looked behind her as a sense of foreboding swept over her, almost freezing her soul - there was no convenience store!

Where's the convenience store? Is this still a familiar place for you?

Zhang Yu's heart clicked, hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his bag, turned on the power, and saw the big clock, which showed that it was 10:40 p.m., only five minutes more than the time he came out of the convenience store.

What can you do in five minutes?

Zhang Yu hurriedly opened the map software on the mobile phone, without hesitation, opened the data roaming, only a grid signal difficult to locate their current location.

The network was slow, so slow that Zhang fish almost wanted to give up. It's a strange city, strange streets, strange buildings. In five minutes, she came from a city she knew well.

Was she trafficked? For a moment she wished it were so.

Zhang Yu held the phone with his cool fingertips, wiping the water droplets off the screen without blinking. I don't know what to expect.

For a moment, she didn't want to know where it was.

However, she may be lucky.

With the help of a weak network, the final location results came in. She had never missed the name of her little city more than she did now.

But the white light on the phone is very clear, and the word "London" on the screen is so big.

Zhang Yu held the mobile phone for a long time.

The white light on the screen went out, and Zhang Yu suddenly returned to his senses and opened his phone to refresh the map over and over again. It's crazy.

This can't be London!

Forgive her Zhang Yu has not seen the big world, London such a good city is not suitable for her, she or back to the small city broken rental house is better.

Zhang Yu shivered, she told herself, because it was too cold. However, the eyes were hot, and the rain blurred the line of sight, so that even the answer to the refresh was so unclear. Since I don't know, I won't look. Zhang Yu thought so, and put the phone back into the bag.

She hurried to a shelter under the roof and wrapped her arms around herself. The rain stops. Call the police. Go home. She comforted herself. And the next second tears poured down my face.

Not far away, a wooden signpost sits on a street corner, its black, straitlined English seemingly mocking Zhang's self-deception.

Myself, sure enough, to another place.

After crying for a while, Zhang Yu recovered his composure. After all, she is nearly 30 years old, and she has seen a lot of things. Just crying is enough to lose temper, that time is also enough to restore sanity.

Even if she came to a strange territory, but who says she can't go back to the original world? Like reasoning, maybe somewhere there's a clue to life and death.

After all, you always have to give yourself a little hope.

Zhang Yu wiped his tears with a tissue in his bag and waited for the rain to stop with red eyes. You don't look so messy anymore. If my mother saw that she was so sloppy, she would have pulled her own ears and scolded.

Although she may never see her family and friends again, she can't just go on like this.

Since we can't go back for a while, we might as well live here.

The current situation is bad enough that I do not have a passport on me, and I do not know whether I will be sent back as a smuggler. The only thing that