Chapter 6

Chapter 6

1107 began tinkering with the layout of my home. She rotated the sofa and moved all the green plants to different spots.

I didn’t interfere, letting her have her way.

A photo of He Zhi and me still sat on the nightstand in the bedroom; she didn’t touch it.

She said, “I won’t touch your photos with other people.”

I simply gave a noncommittal grunt.

She added, “I’ll wait for the day you take it down yourself.”

I looked up at her. Her expression was sly, but her eyes were certain.

Later, 1107 dug out a Polaroid camera from a corner of the house. It was a gadget He Zhi used to love playing with. I hadn’t touched it since she died; there were seven sheets of film left inside.

1107 wanted to take a photo with me.

I didn’t cooperate and turned away. A flash went off behind me as 1107 took a photo of herself with my profile.

She used up the remaining seven sheets of film, then pasted them all onto a photo frame, decorating it with a bunch of cute pink stickers.

Watching her head bowed as she worked seriously on her craft, I suddenly remembered a video He Zhi had once filmed. It had three hundred thousand likes-she was preparing an anniversary gift for me, making a large collage out of the countless film photos we had taken together.

Since He Zhi’s death, that gift had been tucked away on a high shelf, never seeing the light of day.

I looked up at the clock on the wall and said, “It’s eight o’clock. You should leave.”

1107 froze. I had already dropped the intricate trinkets in my hand, gotten up, and retreated into the bedroom, closing the door behind me.

The layout of the desks and cabinets in the bedroom had also been shifted by 1107.

The medical kit I usually kept on the bedroom windowsill was nowhere to be found.