跨进大门这一刻,他有些不相信自己的眼睛。路面整洁,花草茂盛,枝头上还有蜜蜂在嗡嗡地飞。这怎么是养老院呢?还有一个很好听的名字:怡和院,应该叫公园才对。绿色密密层层,人就像融进了植物之中,空气也新鲜了许多。他想,这真是一个好去处啊。“请问朱颜女士住在哪一间?朱颜,一个画画的老人。”他在门房登记处询问。对方是一位中年男子,平头,系着鲜艳的领带。平头男人瞪着他,好像在搜索,又好像在傻想。“想起来了,一个古怪的老人,早上打太极拳,对着太阳深呼吸,有时还哇哇地叫,是不是她?”平头男人说。“不知道,我只知道她叫朱颜,朱红的朱,颜色的颜。”朱颜朱颜朱颜,重复着,然后从抽屉里掏出本子一页页地找。门房还有一缸金鱼,鱼在欢快地游动。门口还有红底黄字的电子屏:欢迎光临怡和院。他是带着平头男人提供的房间号去305室的。这305像个梦幻,更像个谜 At this moment, he did not believe his own eyes. The road is neat and tidy with lush flowers and buzzing bees on the branches. This is how the nursing home? There is a good name to listen to: Jardine House, should be called the park was right. Green dense layers, people are like into the plants, the air is also a lot of fresh. This is a really good place, he thought. “Will Ms. Zhu Yan live in what? Zhu Yan, a painting of the elderly.” He asked the concierge office. The other is a middle-aged man, flat head, tied with a bright tie. Flat-headed man stared at him, as if in search, it seems silly. “I think of it, an eccentric man, taijiquan in the morning, deep breathing in the sun, and sometimes crying, is not she?” Flat man said. “I do not know, I only know her called Zhu Yen, Zhu Hong Zhu, the color of Yan.” Zhu Yen Zhu Yen, repeated, and then pulled out the drawer from page to page. There is also a concierge goldfish, fish swimming in joy. There are red yellow electronic door: Welcome to Yee Woon Hom. He went to Room 305 with the room number provided by the dull man. This 305 like a dream, more like a mystery