Landlady during my studies abroad

That was when I was studying in Canada. In the winter of 1997, the university sold our dormitories to the Toronto municipal government because of subway construction. We students had to move out. I heard that Toronto would be particularly cold that winter. Although finding a place to live shouldn't be a problem, it would be impossible to find a place as cheap as our dorm. Being in a foreign land, I felt particularly desolate and lonely. I spent every day looking for a place in the newspaper.
Finally, I saw an ad in a Chinese newspaper for a basement apartment with its own bathroom.
It was even cheaper than the dorm! I quickly called, and the person on the other end was a woman with a slightly hoarse, deep voice, sounding like she was from northern China. I quickly tried to strike up a conversation, which felt very friendly. She gave a few cold replies and then told me to go see the apartment right away.
The apartment was in the city center, near Chinatown, in a very old residential area. The whole street looked dusty and foggy. I felt very depressed, and I didn't know why. The landlady was a tall woman from northern China, with fair skin, but a sallow complexion. She said her name was Lin and immediately demanded two months' rent in advance, with no refund if she didn't stay for at least six months. Then, she looked me up and down, a look that made me feel like a brothel owner picking out girls, and I felt an inexplicable disgust. She stared at me for a while, then grinned and let out a soft laugh from her cigarette-smoked mouth.
"Judging from your appearance, you've never seen anything before, have you?" I didn't understand her words and was stunned for a moment. "I'm afraid you won't be used to my noise." She stubbed out her cigarette, her smoky eyes narrowing as she glanced at me.
"It should be fine. Can I see the apartment first?" I found it strange that renting an apartment required such upfront upfront, and besides, how noisy could it be? I can sleep in a disco. The basement was cleaner than the upstairs, just a little dusty, but at least it didn't have the strange smell of the upstairs. And one side had a door leading to the backyard, so the lighting was good. This is a house built on a slope, with the backyard sloping downwards. So, strictly speaking, the basement is only on the street-facing side, while the yard side is the ground floor. The ground floor of the house is the second floor on the yard side. There's also a wooden veranda extending out. A basement with this structure for such a low price is incredibly cheap. Seeing my eager eyes, she sneered.
"Fine, you can move in these next couple of days. But don't regret signing the contract."
At the time, I didn't understand what there was to regret, but I never imagined that a nightmare would begin that day…
On my first night in, a noise like a battlefield raging woke me from my dream. I saw the chandelier swaying and heard things falling from upstairs; I thought it was an earthquake. After regaining consciousness, I heard the landlady screaming like a pig being slaughtered—it was a robbery! I grabbed my tennis racket and rushed out into the yard. When I peered through the gaps in the wooden planks of the veranda below, I was stunned. I could vaguely see several legs arranged in a strange way. Two of them were black, and they were completely naked. I vaguely saw a Black man, a white man, and Lin.
She was still screaming, but it slowly turned into rhythmic moans like a crow. Like a battle, the three of them were fighting on the wooden platform. The vibrations sent splinters flying all over me, who was stunned. I stood there for a long time, realizing this wasn't a robbery, but Lin's life. I had no right to interfere, and besides, I had signed a contract. Could she really
live like this every day for six months? I went back to my room to sleep. In the morning, she was smoking in the kitchen. "Did you sleep well last night?" she asked, looking at me mockingly.
I didn't say anything. She got up and walked past me, suddenly reaching out and pinching my buttocks. I
cried out. "Not bad, pretty tight." She laughed and left. I used to touch female classmates' buttocks often, just jokingly, but her action struck me as odd;
I couldn't tell if I felt disgusted or surprised. The free porn I saw last night made me feel nauseous even after just drinking milk. On my second day in the hotel, I bought various kitchen cleaning solutions from the supermarket after school. I couldn't cook in such a greasy kitchen; I wasn't used to it. But the kitchen was really crowded that day. Lin was huddled by the sink, her legs raised high, with a half-naked, fat man who looked like he belonged to the Middle East in front of her. When Lin saw me come in, she smiled and said, "Hi! Baby!" But that didn't stop her rhythmic moans... That night, I couldn't sleep, even though Lin hadn't brought a man. I kept thinking about how much I would lose if I broke the promise, or whether I should endure it. In the end, I decided to clean the kitchen first, especially the sink. As I frantically scrubbed the sink with strong disinfectant, I wondered how many more days I could wash dishes and vegetables here.
"You think this can make up for your free viewing during the day?" Lin appeared in the doorway without me noticing. "What?" I didn't understand.
"I charge for everything." She put her hands on her hips and spread her bare legs. "You've already seen twice for free!"
Seeing my shocked expression, she suddenly burst out laughing. "You've never seen anything before! So unsophisticated." She walked over and sat down at the dining table. "Hey! Stop wiping! You're a tenant, not my maid."
"It's okay." I knew I was wiping for myself, not for her. Since moving in, I've been washing my hands twice as often as before. "I need to talk
to you about something. Are you free tomorrow? Come with me to the clinic."
"Are you sick?" Hearing me ask that, she suddenly burst into laughter. "You little rascal, you're really funny. Okay, remember to come with me tomorrow. I'm going to sleep." With that, she left.
That clinic was the dirtiest hospital I'd ever seen. It was on the fourth floor of a very old building in Chinatown. There were no signs at the entrance; it looked like an ordinary apartment. Inside, there were nurses registering patients, and the room was packed with waiting patients. The doors were tightly closed, and there was a disgusting, rotten smell.
Lin had her abortion at this illegal clinic. She said she'd been there a few times and it was pretty good. I looked at the dark brown stains on the wall, which looked like they'd been splattered on, and I couldn't help but shudder. I don't know how long I sat there, but Lin came out from the inner room, her face much paler. She was unsteady on her feet, beads of sweat on her forehead. She gripped my shoulders tightly, leaning against me.
"Let's go!"
I asked her on the bus why we didn't go to a proper hospital.
"Idiot, abortion is illegal here, and besides, it's not the first time."
"Whose child?" I knew I'd made a mistake as soon as I asked that. Sure enough, Lin laughed awkwardly, "How could I possibly know!"
That night, I thought Lin had just had an abortion. So I brought her a bowl of pork rib soup and went into her room, the light was dim. She asked me in a low voice to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Get up and drink some soup! I just made it." I put down the soup and was about to leave when she grabbed my hand. "Stay with me for a while, you don't hate me that much, do you?"
I could only sit on the edge of the bed. Actually, I really loathed Lin, but seeing her weak appearance, I couldn't bear to leave.
"You don't want the child?" I thought that having a child might make her more restrained.
“I have a child. But maybe I’ll never see him again in my life, and I’m too ashamed to face him. It’s all karma.”
Lin asked, seeing my surprised expression, “Want to know? Little girl. Are you really curious about my story?” I fell silent. Actually, what did her story have to do with me? But curiosity compelled me to listen.
“Before I went abroad, I had a very good job and a very happy family. I had a husband and a son.
But I wasn’t satisfied with the status quo and really wanted my whole family to immigrate. But my husband just thought China was better. He didn’t understand foreign languages, and there was no future for him abroad. He was almost middle-aged, and learning languages was very difficult. I looked down on his complacent and pathetic attitude, so I tried to find a way to go abroad myself. During this time, I met a Canadian man named Dan through business. He became my second husband. At the time, I was eager to go abroad, so I kept pestering Dan and we slept together. To be honest, his skills in bed were much better than my husband’s. He made me feel like I was in heaven.”
I went from wanting to use him to being completely addicted to lust and unable to leave him. Dan finally agreed to take me away and marry me. I was overjoyed and rushed home to demand a divorce from my husband. He almost knelt on the ground begging me not to leave him and the children, but I wouldn't listen. Seeing his pathetic state only fueled my anger. So I made a scene every day, turning the house into a living hell, and neglecting the children. Finally, under my pressure, he agreed to a divorce and even gave me a lot of money. I flew to Canada with Dan, just as I had hoped. "
When I got there, I was stunned. Dan was an extremely promiscuous man. Even after marrying me, he was still having sexual relationships with two other women. I was furious when I found out, but he just laughed and said that if I didn't like it, I shouldn't live with him. I was new to the place and didn't know anyone. Without Dan, I couldn't do anything, so I had to swallow my anger."
"One day, Dan brought a man home and told me he was a friend." I even cooked them a lavish dinner, but unexpectedly, after his friend finished eating, he suddenly grabbed me and said, "Let's have dessert!" I didn't understand, and Dan immediately started undressing me. I screamed and resisted. He slapped me hard and mocked me, "You think you're a goddess? You're just a whore who abandoned her husband and children. You and I are cut from the same cloth. So you must like playing the 'Three Men' game." "
That night, I slept with both of them. At first, it felt humiliating, but later, after I really let go, it felt really exciting, and I had an orgasm I'd never experienced before..."
Lin said, her hand suddenly reaching between my legs, startling me so much that I jumped up.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't be scared, little girl. I'm just seeing if you can feel anything." She licked her lips, looking at me wickedly.
"You know people are born sluts, and you have that potential too. Dan loves watching me with other men; he always reaches orgasm watching me more than he does himself." "
I still remember how I felt when I heard her say those things. My fingertips were practically trembling, and terror filled my entire body. This was real, a living, breathing thing, not something I was watching in a movie. I didn't even let her finish before I ran out the door.
Lin said she was getting married
. The next day after school, I decided to tell her I was moving. I couldn't stay there any longer. That house was like a terrifying abyss; just approaching it made me tremble.
As soon as I entered, I saw Lin lying on the sofa in the living room, her hand inside her pants, her eyes tightly closed, her body writhing... A pornographic video was playing on the TV in front of her. I went over and threw my backpack at her hard. 'Hey! Can you stop for a second?!' I yelled at her with all my might.
She jumped up and threw the backpack at me again.
'Mind your own business!'
'I don't care. I'm moving.' Seeing me like this, Lin suddenly calmed down. 'Wait until I get married!
You can move after I get married.'
I thought I misheard. 'Get married?'
'Yes!'" "Would you like some tea?" She went into the kitchen, and I followed. "With whom?" "With a good man who's no good." "Ah!" I was even more surprised.
"He's no good, he doesn't work there!" She chuckled, "But he loves me, and he's exceptionally clean!" I understood what she meant by "clean."
Men! As long as they lose that function, women can rely on them! You know, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he simply can't. Haha! Clean.
I looked at her and immediately wanted to call a mental hospital; she'd gone mad.
That night, Lin somehow found a group of men and women, and they danced naked in the house. They turned off the lights and marked their private parts with highlighters. They chased each other around the house, culminating in group intercourse. I covered my head with the blanket in my room, but I couldn't help but hear their clear screams. They continued their frenzy until the neighbors called the police.
When the police arrived, I clearly heard someone shouting, "Come on! Let's have another party inside!" Lin had been detained for a week for disturbing the peace. When I went to pay her ransom, she was still naked in her prison uniform. The black female prison guard who took me to her told me that this wasn't her first time in. Her previous charge was "prostitution."
I could only wrap her in a hastily bought blanket and take her home. She cried her heart out the whole way. Her fiancé no longer wanted her. She had called him while she was in custody, but he never showed up again. Looking at her in pain, I didn't know what to say. I wanted to tell her about moving, but I couldn't bear to hurt her at this time.
At that moment, I began to feel sorry for her, but for some reason, I had a strange sense of fear because her behavior was starting to become "abnormal." So I silently counted down the days, preparing to move. But the terrible thing still happened. I still can't forget that night, and for a while, I even had the same nightmare every night...
For the next week, Lin was much quieter and didn't bring any men back. Sometimes I could eat her cooked dinner after school. On the night
of my final farewell to Lin
, I was fast asleep when I suddenly felt something heavy pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. I woke with a start and felt someone on top of me, my clothes half-undone. It was Lin. I wanted to scream, but she covered my mouth with hers, her tongue swirling inside. My head was buzzing; the intense tinnitus made it impossible for me to think. Her hands groped my body, then slipped between my legs.
"I'll teach you how women make love!" she whispered. I felt pain in my groin, and in terror, I bit her tongue hard. Lin screamed and jumped off me like a frog.
I gasped for breath, my heart pounding. She rushed at me and slapped me hard across the face, the tinnitus filling my head again. I aimed at her face and slapped her back hard.
"Who do you think you are? A goddess? You'll be just like me sooner or later," she said fiercely, pushing open the door and leaving. I huddled in the corner of the bed against the wall, trembling all night, my mind a complete blank.
At dawn, I got up, packed my things, and resolutely left. Lin appeared at my door.
"No man is reliable, only we women can truly care for each other, you know?" I jumped in fright, grabbed my tennis racket, and turned to her, "Don't come any closer!" Lin laughed, "Unbelievable, someone your age is still a virgin. Haha! Never been hurt by a man before, huh? Come back to me after you've been hurt. I'll never mistreat you."
I didn't want to listen to her nonsense; I just wanted to move out quickly. If I didn't have a place, I could stay with a classmate for a few days, but I couldn't stay here another day.
When I left, Lin returned my prepayment, saying my money was too clean and she had nowhere to put it. I didn't want to take it, but she forced it into my hand and hugged my waist, asking for a goodbye kiss. Before I could react, her tongue was already in my mouth. Strangely, I didn't resist, nor did I feel any aversion; my whole body just felt numb and sore. I knew this was our final farewell, and Lin probably knew too.
"You really have potential! You'll be just like me someday!" Those were her last words to me.
I still remember the look in her eyes then; they held only loneliness and indifference…
[The End]

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