3:30 PM
Monday
At noon, when Zuo Qing returned home, he happened to bump into Master Zhao and his wife who were going out next door.
The taxi driver, Mr. Zhao, was carrying bags of various sizes. He smiled and said that his wife had hit the jackpot and could go to Hainan for a free holiday for a week. It was a rare opportunity. After sending the three-month-old baby to his mother-in-law, the couple was going on their second honeymoon.
"Then I wish you a happy holiday!" Zuo Qing forced a smile.
"Thank you."
After getting into the taxi, Master Zhao said to his wife,"Ai, Zuo Qing has it tough too."
Zuo Qing had a hard time. Three years ago, he had a son, but his wife could not walk out of the delivery room. What was worse was that his son was diagnosed with congenital heart disease last month and had to be hospitalized. Zuo Qing had taken a long sick leave and had been taking care of his son in the hospital day and night. He could only come back to sleep at noon.
When they reached home, Zuo Qing lay on the bed silently and fell asleep after a while. He really needed sleep.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a cry. It was slow and entangled, like a child's cry. He woke up with sweat all over his body. "Clang!" The old-fashioned grandfather clock in the room rang in an old-fashioned manner. It was exactly half past three in the afternoon.
The crying had already stopped, and the surroundings were silent. He got out of bed, opened the fridge, and took out a bottle of Coke.
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Tuesday
" Waaa
Zuo Qing heard the child's miserable cries again. He suddenly opened his eyes and the crying stopped. Then, he heard the grandfather clock ring. It was half past three in the afternoon again.
Zuo Qing got off the bed and opened the fridge. He took out an iced cola and took a big sip.
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Wednesday
She still heard the sound of crying. It was the sound of a child crying. It was still 3:30 in the afternoon.
Zuo Qing opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Coke, but he couldn't drink it.
He recalled that the crying just now seemed to have come from Master Zhao's room next door.
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Thursday
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zuo Qing sat by the wall and waited quietly.
A minute before 3:30, he heard crying as expected. The cries were so miserable, like the wails before death.
The crying really came from Master Zhao's house next door. The thin wall cut the muffled cries into wisps of smoke, but the cries stubbornly stuck together again after passing through. Like mercury pouring down, they penetrated Zuo Qing's eardrums.
The crying only lasted for a few seconds before it disappeared. Then, the grandfather clock rang. It was exactly half past three in the afternoon.
Zuo Qing stumbled into the kitchen and opened the fridge. After taking out the cola, he stood there in a daze. After a long time, he threw the unopened Coke into the trash can.
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Friday
Zuo Qing had prepared an MP3 player that could be used for recording. He wanted to record the cries that appeared at 3:30 sharp to confirm if he was hearing things.
At 3:30, it appeared again. It wasn't an illusion, it was real.
Zuo Qing opened the fridge and took out a Coke. After taking a big gulp, he walked to the balcony. He decided to climb into Master Zhao's house from the balcony and see who was the one who made the inexplicable cry.
There was no one in the house, let alone any children.
Only God knew where the crying came from. Zuo Qing could only return the way he came. When he stepped on the narrow balcony railing, he suddenly heard the child crying again. This time, the crying came from her own house, and it was directed at the refrigerator in the kitchen.
Zuo Qing felt dizzy. He pressed the MP3 player in his pocket, wanting to record this faint cry.
The MP3 player had just started working when Zuo Qing missed a step and fell from the balcony like a kite with a broken string.
He lived on the 13th floor.
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Saturday
The police concluded that Zuo Qing had committed suicide, but they could not figure out why he had an MP3 player recording in his pocket. The MP3 player was blank, and no sound was recorded.
In Zuo Qing's refrigerator, they found the body of a child. It was his son. The police guessed that Zuo Qing had given up on his son's treatment because he could not afford the high medical fees. After strangling his son, he ended his life in pain.
However, the police did not know that when Zuo Qing saw his son stop breathing that day, the grandfather clock in the bedroom rang. It was 3:30 in the afternoon.
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Sunday
In the afternoon, Master Zhao and his wife returned home. He picked up a smartphone on the desk in his bedroom and said,""Little Smart is still the best. The phone bill is cheap, and the standby time is long. There's still electricity for a whole week.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of crying came from the Little Smart Phone. He smiled and said to his wife,"The taxi shifts change at four o'clock in the afternoon, so I set the alarm clock for three-thirty. Hehe, I even specially recorded the baby's cries and set it as a ringtone. When will this little guy learn to call me daddy? Wifey?”
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