13 Mink Street Chapter 18

　　 "Yes, my husband went out to visit a friend yesterday, but unfortunately that friend is not at home, it must be you?"

　　 "Yes, madam, you can call me Karen."

　　 "Please come in."

　　 Linda opened the courtyard door and invited Karen in.

　　 Karen handed Linda the box of hardcover macarons.

　　The one he chose specially in the dim sum shop is the most high-end one in the shop, 500 bucks per box.

　　 At the same time, the clerk presented some small cakes, which Karen gave to the driver, regardless of whether he actually had a birthday today, it was purely that Karen didn't like to eat too sweet things.

　　 It's a bit extravagant to buy a box of dim sum for 500 rupee, but because the family you are visiting is very good, the corresponding gift should not be too sloppy;

　　 I can't let myself come to my door with a big bag of 50 rupee chicken cakes.

　　 After all, I once gave myself a consulting fee of RMB 20,000.

　　 "You are so polite, you don't need to bring gifts."

　　 "It should be."

　　 "Mr. Karen, did you and my husband know each other while fishing? Are you fishing friends?"

　　 Your husband and I met when we burned you.

　　 "Yes, your husband taught me a lot of fishing knowledge."

"I see."

　　 Linda led Karen into the living room;

　　 "Do you drink coffee or tea?"

　　 "Coffee." After a pause, Karen added, "Add more sugar."

　　 "Okay, wait a minute."

　　 After a while, Linda brought coffee and a plate of snacks.

　　 Karen took a sip of coffee,

　　 My brows were slightly frowned from the pain,

　　 He wanted to ask if sugar was actually added?

Because of his eating habits, Karen has never had a special affection for coffee. When he was young, he worked hard for his career and liked to use coffee to refresh himself. Afterwards, the conditions were better and he had spare time to improve the conditions. He also tried a lot of better coffee. But they are not used to drinking.

　　 It's the same with drinking tea. I'm used to a big tank and a big tank of soaking, and then I don't have that state of mind when I pursue something fine.

　　 "Do you need something to eat for your two pets?" Linda asked.

　　 "You are welcome, no need."

　　 "My husband is taking a nap right now. I went up and called him to let you talk. I'm sorry, it may take a while."

　　 "Okay, ma'am."

　　 Linda went upstairs.

　　 Karen got up and strolled around in the living room. A large oil painting hung above the fireplace in the living room with Linda and Piaget on it.

　　 In addition, I saw some photo frames on the small coffee table, which are also travel photos of the husband and wife. Looking at the background, the two have visited many countries.

　　 "The two are quite married, and they match well."

　　 In addition, the Adams family is really rich, and it is also a single-family villa. The price of this house is twice that of the Inmeres family. After all, this area belongs to the real rich area of ​​Luojia City.

　　 "Linda, Linda?"

　　 There was a shout outside, which was a little familiar.

　　 Karen walked out of the living room and saw Mrs. Seamore standing outside the courtyard.

　　 "Oh, my God."

　　 When Mrs. Seamore saw Karen, her face flushed immediately and she covered her mouth.

She lost control of her emotions yesterday, so she did a lot of impulsive things. She didn't care much about the expensive packages for her husband's funeral and going to the luxury store in a hearse. Although her life is simple, her family is actually quite rich. Her husband After leaving, she became the sole heir to her husband's estate, and she was rich.

　　 It was extremely embarrassing to make her go home and lie in bed last night,

　　 She actually asked that young guy to sleep with herself,

　　 My god,

　　 Am I crazy!

　　 Throughout the second half of the night, she spent the rest of the night in shame of self-blame, and she was able to fall asleep when it was overwhelming.

　　 In the end, she really had **** with that handsome guy in her dream.

　　 after waking up,

　　 She slapped herself twice first,

　　 then smiled again.

　　 But who would have thought that the neighbor saw the guy again at this time.

　　 "Mrs. Seamore, hello." Karen took the initiative to say hello.

　　 "Mr. Cullen, I didn't expect you to be here. Oh, I forgot. Last night you said that you and Mr. Adams are friends."

　　 "Yes, I will visit him today."

　　 "I originally came over to discuss with Linda about the disposal of my husband's belongings at home. I wanted to donate those clothes and shoes to charity."

　　 "You are so kind."

　　 "Since there are guests at home, I will go back first."

　　 The hostess will definitely entertain guests when they come to the house.

　　 "Oh, yes, Mr. Cullen, can you come to my house later?"

　　 Karen did not show the slightest resistance,

　　 Because this is extremely cruel and impolite to a wife, no, to a woman.

　　At the same time, he also knew that Mrs. Seymour, who had been sober, would not do anything extraordinary, not to mention that she was still the main patron of the family.

　　 "Of course, I would be happy to visit you."

　　 Mrs. Seamore laughed and said, "My husband has a watch. I think it suits your temperament. I want to give it to you. I found that you don't have a watch on your wrist."

　　 Actually, Shusif gave him a piece.

　　 But because of the habits of his previous life, Karen actually doesn't like wearing watches, and he doesn't go out much.

　　 "I'll come over and admire that watch later."

"OK."

　　 Mrs. Seamore smiled and left.

　　 Karen walked back to the living room and happened to see Piaget, who had sleepy eyes and disheveled hair, walked down the stairs.

　　 "Oh, Karen, I am honored to be here."

　　 Piaget walked down the stairs, opened his arms, and gave Karen a big hug.

　　 immediately,

　　 He looked at the coffee on the table,

　　 sorry to say:

　　 "I'm so sorry, you have to make your own coffee when you come."

　　 "Your wife helped me make it." Karen said.

　　 "My wife? Who?" Piaget was puzzled, "God, Linda is gone, have you forgotten Karen, you delivered her urn to me."

　　 I should tell you this, right!

　　 "So, you think I opened the courtyard door by myself and walked into your house?"

　　 "Well, what else?" Piaget smiled, "I don't usually have the habit of locking the door, because the law and order in this area is very good, and the police chief lives in the opposite house.

　　 You are my friend. Although we only met once, I have already identified you as my friend, so it is not normal for a friend to open the door and enter my house to make a cup of coffee by himself?

　　 This shows that you Karen, treat me as a true friend, and you don't have to stick to the etiquette, right? "

　　 "Piage."

"Um?"

　　 "I have to remind you that it was Linda who opened the door for me just now, and it was Linda who helped me make coffee. Then, she went upstairs and called you for a nap."

"are you crazy?"

　　 Piaget looked carefully into Karen's eyes and asked with concern: "Have you encountered anything recently that stimulated your spirit?"

　　 "Yes, it's your business."

　　 "Let's sit down and talk." Piaget sat down, reached for a snack, and took a bite.

　　 Karen also sat down and glanced at Pu'er at the same time, and found that Pu'er was crawling on the sofa, while the golden retriever was catching butterflies in the yard outside the living room and having fun.

　　 Karen vowed that she would never take that stupid dog out again next time.

　　 Karen opened his mouth and said, "Your madam, has already left."

　　 "I know this."

　　 "But Mrs. Seamore, who is next door, said that she received an apple pie that was given to her by your wife in the morning."

"How can this be!"

　　 "It's true, and I did see Linda just now."

　　 "You are all crazy, Linda is gone, I took her ashes in my hand and buried her."

　　 Piaget took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Karen, and Karen took it.

　　 immediately,

　　 Piaget took the lighter and lit a cigarette for both of them.

　　 After a moment of smoke,

　　 Piaget suddenly grabbed his hair hard,

　　 smiled and said:

　　 "To be honest, I feel I am a little crazy too;

　　Because these days, I always have the feeling that Linda has not left but stayed with me to take care of me, but I think it may be because I am used to her existence, and at the same time, I also enjoy this feeling. "

　　 "Mind me, do you go upstairs and visit?" Karen asked.

　　 "Of course not, come, I will show you around."

　　 Piaget led Karen up the stairs.

　　 In fact, real wealth is not only reflected in the price of the house, but in many cases, it is reflected in the decoration.

　　 Karen paid attention to the fine wood carvings under the stair railings, and then looked at the walls and the furnishings on the ceiling, he felt that the decoration fee might be more expensive than the house price.

　　 "The second floor is my bedroom and study room, as well as my wife's studio. My wife is a painter and once held a solo exhibition in Luojia.

　　 Here is my study room. "

　　 Karen walked in and turned around.

　　 Although it is very low-key and restrained, as long as you are not a fool, you can feel that the "price" of this study is much more expensive than Diss' study.

　　 After a round, Karen walked out.

　　 "This is my wife's studio."

In the painting room, many paintings are covered with curtains.

　　 "Can you appreciate your wife's paintings?"

　　 "Of course, you are free."

　　 Karen opened the curtain on a painting,

　　 In the painting,

　　 is divided into two compositions;

Below 　　, there is a piece of withered bones and ruin, a naked man lying on the ground, face up.

Above 　　, there is green grass, and a group of men and women are dancing around the campfire with happy smiles on their faces.

　　 When seeing this painting, Karen subconsciously took a breath:

　　 "Berry teaches?"

"Yes, Karen, do you know much about religion?" Piaget asked with a smile. "My wife loves and is best at painting religious paintings. This painting is called "The Curtain of God" in Berry. ".

　　 The true God believed in by Berry Church, himself was exiled into darkness and loneliness forever, in exchange for the freedom and romance of his followers in heaven. "

　　 Karen nodded.

　　 opened the curtain of the second painting;

　　 This painting has two compositions again, but it is horizontal.

　　 On the left, there is a man singing in heaven, and on the right, there is a man who looks exactly the same roaring in Hell Skeleton Mountain.

　　 In the middle, there is a black river horizontally, which infiltrates the feet of two identical men.

　　 "The Church of the Abyss," Karen said.

　　 "Yes, the **** of the abyss, divided his body into two, half into heaven and half into hell, and finally opened an abyss between heaven and hell. In Ruilan, there are actually very few people who know this sect."

　　 Two, two already.

　　 Karen reached out to touch the curtain of the third painting that went down in order,

　　 But when his hand was about to touch the curtain, he stopped again.

　　 Is this a coincidence?

　　 is no longer a coincidence and can be explained.

　　 And he has a hunch that this third painting may correspond to the next dead person, that is... the next artwork.

　　 When Karen hesitated, Piaget graciously helped him lift the curtain.

in,

　　 is a woman,

　　 Her body seems to be falling into a big mouth of blood basin, and with this fall, her body also begins to separate.

　　 If you look closely, you can see the details, the shedding of various joints of the woman's body, and the extremely small lines.

　　 "What is this?" Karen asked, "Which church?"

　　 "The Church of Order." Piaget said, "It's rare to meet someone you don't know, haha."

　　 "Order the Church?"

　　"Yes, the Church of Order is a church with a wide spread. They believe in the **** of order and insist that everything in the world needs to operate in accordance with order. They are the guardians of order.

　　 And this one is the daughter of the God of Order, her name is Ankara.

　　According to legend, after the **** of order created the rules of order, his daughter Ankara was the first to make a mistake.

　　In order to practice the law of order,

　　The **** of order did not favoritism, punished his daughter, threw it into the mouth of the beast, and annihilated its body and soul.

　　 her death,

　　 also lit up the light of order.

　　 This means that order, law, above human nature, above emotion. "

　　 "It turned out to be like this." Karen suddenly felt a little tight in his chest.

　　 Because he had already made up for the murderer when facing the next victim, he picked up the knife and started to cut the ribs. At the same time, the sound of chopped ribs came from his ears.

　　 "Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

　　Smashed bones and meat foam began to splash.

　　 The nausea also hits.

　　 "Are you uncomfortable?" Piaget asked with concern, while reaching out to support Karen's arm.

　　 Karen pushed it away,

"Do not touch me."

　　 Immediately, Karen began to gasp;

　　 for a long time,

　　 he apologized:

　　 "Sorry, my heart has always had some problems, and sometimes it twitches a few times from time to time."

　　"This is a problem that cannot be ignored. Linda also has heart problems. Her departure is also related to heart problems. Karen, please listen to my advice. You should go to a good hospital for an examination and get serious treatment.

　　 Or, you can simply go to Wien, where the major hospitals are of the highest level. "

"I know, thank you."

　　 Karen walked out of the studio, Piaget worried about Karen and followed him.

　　 When passing by the bedroom, Piaget said: "Would you like to lie down here for a while and rest?"

"No thanks."

　　 said no, but Karen still glanced into the bedroom.

　　 are just these few eyes,

　　 He found something.

　　 "That, what is it?" Karen asked.

　　 "Which one?"

　　 "Under the bed, pink."

　　 Piaget walked over, bent over, reached under the bed, grabbed a pink dress, continued to fumble in, and pulled out shoes and socks.

　　 "This...this is Linda's clothes, why is it under the bed?" Piaget didn't dare to say anything, "How could it...how could it..."

　　 "Piage, you just made me coffee, is it you?"

　　 "I... the coffee I made for you?" Piaget pointed to himself.

　　 "You pretend to be your wife," Karen said.

"I acted like my wife?" Piaget's chest began to rise and fall. Just when Karen thought there was a physical accident, he leaned back on the bed and sat down a little bit, "Karen, I miss me There should be some psychological problems. I don't remember those things, but there is still warmth on this dress.

　　 I thought, I should have a split personality. I split out a Linda in my consciousness. When I was asleep, Linda woke up, and when I woke up, Linda fell asleep. "

　　 "Your makeup skills are so good." Karen said with emotion.

　　 He hadn't really noticed before that Linda was pretending to be Piaget.

　　Of course, this is also because their husband and wife are too much like a husband and wife, so it is very convenient to pretend to be.

　　 "I have studied ballet." Piaget smiled wryly, "When performing in college, you need to make up yourself."

　　 "Oh." Karen nodded.

　　 "Sorry, I scared you."

　　 "No, nothing."

　　 Piaget raised his head and looked at the chandelier on the top of the bedroom.

　　 stretched out his hand,

　　 touched his chest:

　　 "Actually, I took the initiative to let Linda live in my heart, and you, Karen, helped me make up my mind and let me try to split a second personality. Thank you, Karen."

　　 Don't you blame me?

　　 "No...you're welcome."

　　 It's okay if you don't blame me, I'm quite guilty.

　　 Piaget reached out and rubbed his already fluffy hair.

road:

　　 "I'm sorry, Karen, I want to be alone for a while. There is a wine cellar in the basement. You can go down and drink a little by yourself."

　　 "No, I will see you another day, sorry, I interrupted you."

　　 "No, you didn't. It's nice to see you, really."

"Me too."

　　 Perhaps it is precisely because the two people are engaged in psychology, so "speaking" and "accepting" are both simple, and there are not so many complicated processes.

"Meow…"

　　 At some point, Pu'er also arrived on the second floor, right under Karen's feet, and seemed to stare at the bedroom curiously.

　　 Karen glanced at Piaget one last time, picked up Pu'er, and walked down the stairs.

When 　　 walked into the yard, the golden retriever followed him.

　　 pushed open the courtyard door, walked out, and closed it again.

　　 raised his head and looked to the second floor, which corresponds to the studio window sill.

　　 "Is he a second personality that he split up on his own initiative."

Sighed,

　　 Karen walked to Mrs. Seamore's house next door. Before ringing the doorbell, Mrs. Seamore, who had been waiting at the entrance, walked out and asked enthusiastically:

　　 "Mr. Adams and Linda are they okay?"

"he's good."

　　Second floor, bedroom.

　　 Piaget closed his eyes, tears running gently at the corners of his eyes.

　　 Linda,

　　My Linda,

　　 I don't want to lose, I won't lose you either. In any case, I will keep you by my side.

For you,

　　 I am willing to deceive myself.

at this time,

　　 The dressing table drawer facing the bed slowly opened, and from inside, a pile of flesh-colored clothes stood up slowly.

　　 It spread out of the drawer, reached the ground, and reached Piaget's side.

　　 immediately,

　　 It started to stand up. It was very thin and thin, and there were clear fold marks on its body, just like...a piece of paper, a piece of flesh-colored paper;

　　 But at this time, she gradually unfolded a human form, but this human form is really too thin, without the slightest sense of three-dimensionality.

　　 She stretched out her hand,

　　 gently covered Piaget's forehead,

Then,

　　 She began to post to Piaget gradually,

　　 To be precise,

　　 is blending in.

　　 is like milk, poured into coffee, and transformed into another color in a very gentle way.

　　 Piaget's face,

　　 is gradually becoming... Linda.

　　 for a long time,

　　 Linda (Piage) opened her eyes.

　　 She hugged herself with her hands,

　　 murmured:

　　 "My dear, I will never leave you either."

　　 There is something to do at night, I can't write a word, it's gone tonight, don't wait.

　　Actually, I saved up to 6 chapters before publishing, and I ran out of them a long time ago.

　　 asked me why I didn't save the manuscript before publishing, because without you, I don't have a sense of creative atmosphere. I enjoy the joy of sending out a chapter to share with you immediately after writing a chapter.

finally,

　　New book issue, I would like to ask for your recommendation and monthly tickets. Our new book list is too low, and only number one.

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