
Transparent Boy
by Yu Liangbo
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Ah, ah, ah, ah... Ding Tong cried out. The lights in the corridor were completely broken. The reason the landlord didn't bother to repair them was because he had to bear the electricity bill for the lights in the corridor, but he never came to live here. He would only show up on the day when the rent was collected, counting the money with his fingers stained with saliva, and his bald forehead shiny. While scolding the damn landlord for being stingy, Ding Tong felt sorry for the missing coin, which was enough for a day's breakfast. Ding Tong returned to the sixth floor, opened the dark door, and then touched the flashlight from the old wooden cabinet next to the door. The houses in this area always have power outages without notice, perhaps because they are located on the outskirts of the city, so they are treated differently from those in the city center. There was a power outage, and he happened to be taking a shower. The soap suds on his body grew like white flowers on his body. Before he could appreciate his strong body, the soap bubbles turned black with a pop.
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