How come you wake up so early?
Didn't you come home late last night?
Yeah, they are crazy.
Worked all day yesterday.
I'm so exhausted.
Did you talk to A-Le about the magazine?
It's said and done, he can't say no.
It was decided... last time when they made me go to Hong Kong.
I want my vocation after this shoot.
At least for 6 months.
From today on, your sister is going to live like a normal person.
Then, you, normal person, why don't you start your normal life
by cleaning up your room?
This is normal.
C'mon, it's called the orderly mess.
Yeah, right, I wouldn't recognize you if you clean up.
How about you?
How the novel coming along?
Not too good.
Writer's block?
Yeah.
Hey, what is it?
Are you still sleeping?
Why don't you pick up the phone?
No, I'm up already.
What is it?
I'm just going to say it.
If it's work stuff, no way!
C'mon, don't be like that.
I promise this is the last time.
Cheng can't handle it.
The client wants you, and we have to finish it today.
Please.
Please!
I'm on my break.
We'll be dead if you say no, please.
Do I owe you?
Forget it, I'm just gonna get ready.
Thank you.
ASAP, you're the best.
Alright, I got it.
His hands caress her soft breasts.
Her heart trembled from his passionate approaches.
She knew this was only his afternoon recreation.
Just like going to the gym.
It's a routine work-out for the body.
It's only physical between them.
But why can't she pull herself out of it?
Again, slow.
Yes, one more.
Softer, more relaxed.
Yes, very good.
Just like that.
Again, one more time.
Very good, slower.
Yes, very good.
OK, now Yu put your leg across Jerry's stomach.
Yes, move up a bit more.
Good, that's it, it's beautiful.
Again, again, hold.
Yes, it's beautiful.
Thank goodness for the great photographer.
What would I do without you?
I'll treat you to a big meal next time.
Wow! It's really the fist time!
Mr. Chen from the print lab is on the phone.
Thanks.
Hello, yeah.
I'm going.
Call me if anything comes up, but I hope not.
Hey.
Yes.
No, I want five colors not four colors.
I'll be in the whole afternoon, when can you show me?
Did you behave today?
That's great, how about walk?
W-A-L-K.
And fly?
Fly is a bird.
No Ok that's right.
F-L-Y.
Bird can fly.
The more I fall,
the more we cling on to each other's body.
Is this a rebellion against my own boring life?
I have a husband, a daughter, I should be happy.
Daddy, looks like Mei's drawing is getting better.
Did you see?
Yes.
Normal person.
Normal life didn't last very long.
Please, today is Sunday.
Normal people are still sleeping in too.
Which day isn't a Sunday for you?
Don't eat lollipop first thing in the morning.
Hey, what are you doing later?
It's such a nice day want to go out?
No, I still have to work on the novel.
Don't leave your coffee cup like that, wash it.
Who would believe that you can be so sloppy?
You do.
Wait! I still have socks over there to wash.
Can you bring them down for me?
I don't have any left.
Please.
Stingy.
Hungry, I want a hug.
Mei looking very tired today.
She had an afternoon nap.
Why is she still this tired after the nap?
That's not good.
Come here.
She picked up her daughter.
And meet up with her husband as if nothing has happened.
Her husband decided to take her out for dinner and shopping,
because she's not been feeling well.
He didn't know that she's depressed because of her affair.
His attitude made her remember that...
she needs to go back to be a good wife.
Thus dutifully accompanied her family.
Are you taking picture of me?
Yes, may I?
Excuse me.
Mei, don't be rude.
Give me your hand, let's go find daddy, OK?
Go!
Come.
Watch out.
Can't wait, can you?
Here, daddy is opening the door.
Another day passed.
She is still playing the good wife.
Wake up 6 in the morning to buy breakfast.
Send her husband and child out the door.
The husband is a nice man with regular routines.
Their sex life also has a routine too.
Chi.
Hurry, move faster gonna be late for school.
Here.
Ok!
- Mom bye bye - bye bye
Drives carefully!
Ok!
Daddy hurry up!
Ok!
Wow, smells so good, so starving.
No more lollipop before dinner.
I shot something very interesting lately.
Yeah?
The shrimp is fresh, I steamed them.
Hey, take out the dish in the microwave.
I took some pictures from the building nearby.
And found a man and a woman having a love affair.
Affair?
Something I realized after I developed the picture.
And it's steaming hot.
Are you peeping?
C'mon, what peeping.
It was just an accident that I shot these.
Besides, they didn't pull the blinds down.
Just doing it.
It's not my fault.
How do you know that it's an affair?
Could be some kinky game between a married couple.
I thought so at first too.
And you know what?
I was shopping at the department store the other day.
And ran into that woman...
shopping with her husband and daughter.
I'm sure of it.
The guy in the picture is not her husband.
That's a fluke, for you run into something like this.
There's more.
You would never guess that...
this woman just live in neighborhood.
You know where she lives too?
I followed her.
Why don't you just turn into a paparazzi then?
Come on, aren't you curious?
I'm telling you.
Peeping is the mother of creativity.
You should come with me next time.
I bet you'll be flowing with inspiration.
And writer's block will be gone.
But, seriously.
It totally took me by surprise that day.
I was still adjusting the lens.
This little girl just came into the frame.
And that woman showed up too.
And started talking to me.
Freak the hell out of me.
She was all passionate and everything.
But at that moment...
she was just a model wife.
It's definitely more exciting than any movie...
or your novel.
Fine, big detective.
The food will get cold if you don't eat sooner.
I was serious.
Come with me next time.
We haven't hung out for a while anyways.
We'll see.
Come on.
Try the potato and see what it is.
Will you?
Fine, fine.
Sis.
He was in a hurry today.
Lately, he's been cancelling last minute.
Orjust like today...
fast paced loving, work out, orgasm, wash up and leave.
She misses the warmth in the bed, didn't want to get up.
The shameful thing is that she is still drowning.
Even though everything seemed to start turning sour.
Looking for me?
When did you buy this horoscope?
Thanks for your peeping is the mother of creativity theory.
I just thought, since I can't write anything,
I'll just come and buy an inspiration.
That's a little blurry.
Can you see clearly?
But what you've written is so realistic.
Please, I'm at least a detective fiction writer.
I may not be inspired, but I still have imagination.
Besides, affair is like everything else.
Woman loves a man, and man loves a whore.
I'm more worried about what's been happening.
Couldn't wait till you took the picture.
And made up a story about it.
So, this picture...
I think the apple I bought yesterday has gone bad.
Try it for me, throw it away if it gets rotten.
What?
I know. I will try my best.
Ok!
But only under the condition that...
the correction can't go off track.
That's it.
Sorry, too many things.
It's OK.
I just want to come out for fresh air.
Or we can get in touch through email.
OK, then I'm just going to be straight.
Sure.
The chapters you've written so far.
The part on the cheating woman's sexual desire and desperation,
it's very good that the mystery is out at the very beginning.
But the murder story is too cliched.
The cheating man got furious.
And accidentally killed the cheating woman.
Psychologically, we've been emphasizing the right of cruelty.
It's OK to arrange your character to go insane.
Even to kill people or to commit arson, whatever.
But please persuade me...
why would this man do something like that.
The cheating man is a self-righteous man.
Besides, his wife has no idea what's going on.
He has no reason to get mad.
In other words,
it's lacking in motivation, no reason to kill.
I doubt that you don't see this yourself.
Ruxing.
You are way behind the expected schedule.
But I always have faith in you.
And I'm sure you can get through this time.
Just don't bang yourself up about it.
Come to me, I can help you.
The teacher took you.
I like it.
Seen any animals?
I don't know.
You forgot.
You gave back to the teacher.
What are you doing?
Get a life, will you?
You're even taking picture of me.
Don't you see me enough everyday?
This is my life.
Always thought that the people I shot...
are the best for tabloids.
But never thought, the real deal is right beside me.
Do I mean anything?
You tell me.
My pen is the only thing that means.
But one cannot make bricks without straw.
I went to meet the chief editor today.
The publisher is rushing me.
If you are too bored,
why don't you follow up the events afterward.
I made my way to the kindergarten later on.
And saw that woman picking up her daughter.
I finally knew why you were so curious about her.
I thought you knew her before.
You read too much gossip magazines,
and watch too much talk shows.
I'm just thinking since you took the pictures already.
Why don't you take more for me as a reference.
You are not making money off of it.
And I just need it to inspire my writing.
We don't hurt anyone.
What?
I'm tired, going in first.
First saying that I'm like a paparazzi.
And now needs me to be the bad guy when you couldn't write.
Whatever.
Strange.
How can she even imagine the little girl's kindergarten?
Unbelievable.
Hey, sis.
Why is it here?
Zoom Hunting.
How did it all start?
She doesn't really know actually.
Just a whole series of coincidence.
That's probably what it is.
- Sorry. - It's alright.
I have some tissue here.
- So sorry. - No problem, thanks.
It hurts.
Really? I'm sorry.
This should be some kind of downfall.
The torture of the body.
Dig herself completely out from within.
She wants to kill him now without anyone knowing.
Because she's worried that one day...
she's not willing to wait any longer.
She knows that she can never have him.
Do you know where these pictures from?
Hey, I'm talking to you, look at me.
Am I crazy, me taking pictures of myself?
So, I'm crazy, I got people taking picture of me then?
If you really want to know,
why don't you go over there to straighten things out?
You better not think that I'll be with you...
by using this trick, this is low.
What are you talking about?
I told you I didn't do it.
Blackmail?
Why don't you just send the picture to my wife?
What do you mean, mail it to me?
Showing off?
What do you think I want from you?
I have my own husband and child.
Don't think that every cheating women...
want to be with the other guy.
What do you want then?
Same as you.
I think I simply like your body.
What the hell are you talking about?
Another new batch of photos.
Who else if not you?
Even my wife couldn't take pictures this clear.
You tell me!
- Where is the camera? - What are you doing?
What are you doing?
You like to watch, then I'll let other people watch.
Sis! Sis!
Ms. Yang. Did you see or hear something?
Please, didn't I say it already?
I was at the balcony and saw people fighting over there.
Over there? Let me check.
It is kind of far.
Was the light on at the time?
Ms. Yang, you have pretty good eyesight.
Something really happened over there.
- I call the police for you to go check. - Don't chitchat with me here.
You don't have your priority straight.
Miss, calm down.
My colleague is on his way over there already.
But I think you should still answer my questions first.
1578, calling 1578, please answer.
YiHui Building, right?
Yes!
Yes, YiHui Building is correct.
- This is? - My sister
Sis you just in?
I think something happened at that building.
I saw people fighting.
I'm a little worried.
So I asked the doorman to check it out.
See, you saw it too.
But, why did you go to the doorman then?
I went to check out the house before. And talked to him a few times.
Check out the house?
And then?
And then, he went up.
I don't think I should get involved.
So I didn't follow.
Ms. Yang, I think your sister's decision is right.
1578, calling 1578.
1578 over.
I checked the place out.
Everything is normal, all good.
Good, OK, I'm finishing up here, thank you.
Sorry, my colleague went to check it out.
Everything is normal, so we'll be leaving soon.
But I just saw it.
Ms. Yang, I think you should close your windows tight.
Hey!
I finally knew why you were so curious about her.
I thought you knew her before.
I went to check out the house before. And talked to him a few times.
But what you've written is so realistic.
How can she even imagine the little girl's kindergarten?
There's someone else in the picture.
Would it be?
She came up with a quick and clean plan...
to end this affair gone bad.
Can't hold on anymore.
Otherwise, this affair will follow like a shadow forever.
Mister, mister.
Excuse me, are there houses for rent here?
Yes, you want to take a look?
May I?
Do you have the key?
There are few up for rent.
But I have the key to 5th floor.
The owner bought it to lend it to someone else.
He's not staying in here.
And trusts me.
So he leaves me the key in case he can't make it over here...
when people want to see the place.
But you know what?
It's all women who are interested.
How's the landlord?
We only receive letters and watch out for strangers.
I shouldn't say too much.
But I really don't get Mr. Fang.
Does he really want to rent out the house?
Or is he treating this place like a hotel?
Anyone can come and ask me for the key.
But no one wants to rent after looking at it.
Keys.
Are you busy, mister?
Could you come up with me?
I want to get to know the environment.
Won't take you too long.
Please.
Fine, fine.
Thank you.
No problem.
Are there other people checking out the place?
How about Mr. Fang himself?
Yes.
It was busy there last night.
Mr. Fang and his girlfriend were upstairs.
Then his ex-girlfriend suddenly showed up.
Ex-girlfriend?
Yeah, I thought she's going to catch them cheating.
Just like in the soap opera.
It's Ms. Yang insisted that I go up.
Otherwise I wouldn't, right?
I could've barged in on something.
Did you just say Ms. Yang?
Yes, a pretty lady, very polite.
Always smiles when she sees me.
Haven't seen her for a while.
What's in here? Cosmetics?
No, it's not, thank you, bye.
- Hello, mister. - Hi, Ms. Yang.
Haven't seen you for a while.
- Yes. - Where have you been?
Can I get the key to the 5th floor?
The key to the 5th floor.
Thank you.
You are looking good.
- You too, thank you. - I thought
Mr. Fang got himself a new girlfriend.
But she ended up showing up again.
Anything happened afterward?
Nothing happened!
Mr. Fang's hair looks a bit messy.
When he came to answer the door.
But he said that he just tripped, not a problem.
That's what he said.
What else can we do?
Oh, I forgot to ask for your name.
My name is Yang too.
Really, what a coincidence!
Over there is the bathroom.
It's pretty convenient.
But if you're really looking for a place to live,
Mrs. Lin up at higher floor is leasing too.
The place has the same structure as this one.
I'll give her number to you later.
You can call her up.
Ms. Yang, we can go if you're done.
Almost.
May I borrow the washroom for a sec?
Go ahead.
Then I'm going to grab something from the 12th floor.
Be right back.
Sure.
You better not think that I'll be with you...
by using this trick.
I just need it to inspire my writing.
We don't hurt anyone.
Is that you, sis?
You already knew this man, right?
You set up that woman and the man to get into a fight.
And you even want to kill him!
Is it worth it, for a man like him?
Why have you been hiding it from me?
I'm your sister.
What else are you keeping from me?
Are you using me?
I really just don't understand you!
I'm sorry.
Why are you mad? Didn't you start all this?
That's different, I didn't do it on purpose.
But you knew, that's just too immoral.
Moral?
You took so many pictures, and you are talking to me about morals?
Peeping is one thing.
Sneaking into people's room is something else.
I have a limit at least.
There's no limit for the truth.
It's not reading story books anymore.
Break-ins, wire tapping are illegal.
Don't you know that?
If the police arrived later that day, you could've become a murderer.
Peeping is the mother of creativity, you said it.
Please, you knew I was joking.
I can't mother anything except writing.
You knew that, didn't you?
What do you mean?
You know what I mean.
No, I don't.
Fine, we better clear everything up today then.
So there's nothing else between us.
You knew how bad I feel, how sorry I was...
that you can't have children anymore.
Why do you have to say it like that?
Besides, what does it have to do with your writing?
And what does it have to do with that cheating couple?
Why is it always someone else's fault?
It would be me in the picture...
if you took it half a year ago.
About half a year ago,
I met that man at the breakfast shop by the corner.
That day we took each other's breakfast by mistake.
Miss, this should be yours, right?
This is yours then.
Yes, they are just too busy.
Thank you.
Since then, he sometimes waits for me at the breakfast shop.
Hi, we meet again.
Hi.
Ham egg
Ok ham egg
Ok!
Miss, excuse me, may I sit here?
Sure.
Thank you.
You always eat alone?
No, I'm usually with my family.
So today is special.
I'm home alone today.
Hey, it's green light.
Miss, you watch out, it's my green light.
It's green light now, mister.
There's a school zone, and it's the suburbs.
Why are you speeding?
I'm late for work, why don't you watch out yourself.
Just because you're late for work.
Hey, sorry, is everything ok?
Just slow down next time, ok?
You watch for the road next time.
Ok! Sorry!
- Everything alright? - I'm fine.
Where to?
Don't worry, I live around here.
I can give you a ride, get in.
OK.
He has always been very self-righteous.
Do things quick and clean.
Admits he has a habit of lying.
I have never seen anyone so self-centered.
Hello.
Now is not a good time.
You go pick up Chi first.
I'm coming home for dinner tonight.
OK, bye.
Or maybe I should say...
I've never thought that...
I couldn't be alone by myself.
Knowing he's married and have children,
I find myself lacking any feelings.
Not sad nor guilty.
It's not really love between us.
Then I realized that he has another woman.
I knew it was time to end this.
But I had a miscarriage.
I didn't even have time to find out.
It's OK, she's my sister.
You can say straightly.
Sorry, we couldn't save the baby.
And I hope you can understand that...
it would be hard for you to get pregnant again.
You should rest.
Come to me if there's anything.
When did you get pregnant?
OK, I will.
I saw a parking space, talk to you later, bye.
I really didn't mean it.
I didn't see you behind the car.
Sorry!
And then, I couldn't write anymore.
My creativity also had a miscarriage.
I never thought...
you'll be taking pictures of them cheating.
Seeing them is like seeing myself.
But I could write again.
How ridiculous.
Why didn't you tell me about that guy?
Are we so distant?
Say what?
What do you want me to say about relationships?
What else do you want me to say about non-relationships?
Could you really understand me even if I tell you everything?
I couldn't write anything.
Just like I can't have babies anymore.
I can never ever have my own children.
How can you possibly understand these pains?
I just don't understand.
Why I keep losing things,
but that woman gets everything?
You still have me, don't you?
Her long calculated murder plan,
after that night's uplifting self-redemption,
had at last come smoothly to its conclusion.
Looking at the man of her affection, collapsed there in all that blood,
she let out a long sigh.
Her expressionless face began to register the scene.
Very quickly, she left the room.
Followed the same familiar way, without disturbing anyone.
Sis.
I got you breakfast, want to eat before going to bed?
OK, I'm just going to wash my face.
Let's go traveling after you finish writing.
Sure.
Canary.
Shopping.
Fighting.
Is that you, sis?
You already knew this man, right?
You set up that woman and the man to get into a fight.
And you even want to kill him!
Is it worth it, for a man like him?
Who are you?
Is it in the afternoon
- Push a bit. - Sure, they'll be coming later.
OK, thank you.
How are you, mister?
Hi, Ms. Yang.
What is it, looking at the house again?
No, I have something to ask you today.
What is it?
Did someone just go up to the room on 5th floor?
5th floor?
Yes.
5th floor again?
What's with them?!
Fine, I'll tell you.
The landlord's wife came to.
Take the key back herself, not leasing anymore.
So that people don't come and go as they please.
The wife just came out of nowhere.
It's not my fault that her husband can't keep it in his pants.
Relationships these days...
Too messy, unbelievable.
Then, can you think back for me?
Who else went into the room...
that night when the police came?
That day? I told you everything.
Mister.
That night.
That night, Mr. Fang and his new girlfriend...
went upstairs first.
Then the lady with the same last name as yours.
Came running.
And insisted that I go upstairs.
I gave it.
So I asked her to watch out for me.
Then I went upstairs.
Are you sure that she's downstairs that whole time,
she didn't go up?
No.
I was there.
If she came up, I would've seen her.
But she disappeared after I came down.
And then, the police arrived.
What's going on, Ms. Yang?
I may be old, but I'm not a fool.
Did something happen?
I'm just suspecting.
That Ms. Yang is actually my real sister.
And she got hurt that night.
But she won't say anything.
I'm quite worried about her.
I thought something happened between her and Mr. Fang.
I can only ask you.
Really? Why don't you say it earlier?
Is she seriously hurt?
She's all right.
I told you about everything already.
Then...
There's a video cam.
I never knew how to work that thing.
Why don't you take a look?
Can I?
Don't tell anyone.
Sure.
But, you have to do it yourself.
No problem.
Here, have a sit.
See, I told you, your sister showed up.
You should take a look, there might be a murder on 5th floor.
But I can't walk away now.
I'll watch out for you, you go.
How come she just walked away?
Did you notice this person?
Did you see her upstairs?
That's the woman who called herself the landlord's wife.
How come she's like a ghost?
Floating around, so creeping.
Nothing.
Nothing is good.
Oh. No, no, no.
There might be a misunderstanding.
Sorry to interrupt, sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Are we done?
This is all nonsense!
You just want me dead.
I told you there's nothing.
But you keep forcing me to say otherwise.
Yeah, right. I just want you dead.
Are you happy now?
You want me dead?
You'll end up worse than me.
Sure, let's die together then!
Shall we?
Stop it!
Are you two done?
Who is she?
Enough!
- Everything is fine. - Don't touch me.
It's OK, what are you doing?
You see, this woman came down again.
What are you doing, stop it!
Stop it!
Everything is fine now.
Stop! Enough!
Enough!
Cut it!
Sorry, Mr. Fang.
This policeman.
Someone reported that...
there's a fight over here.
Did that happen?
I just tripped, nothing serious.
- You just fell? - Yes, yes, yes.
- Thank you for the concerns. - You sure everything is fine?
Yes, thank you.
- Be careful. - Sure.
They are fine, no problem.
See, they went straight down to the basement.
No wonder I didn't see anyone leave.
Alright.
At least no one seems to have any problem.
This video cam thing is not too bad.
Got everyone in and out.
No one gets away.
Thank you, mister.
Sure.
Good bye.
Take care.
Didn't you start all this?
You took so many pictures, and you are talking to me about morals?
There's no limit for the truth.
Peeping is the mother of creativity, you said it.
Perhaps,
she shouldn't be too harsh on her cheating husband.
But the humiliation of being a wife,
the embarrassment of being a mother,
she has been suffering too much.
All that she wants is a sense of her own existence.
Totally and completely.
Ruyi.
Yang Ruyi.
Sis.
This time, I'm letting go first.
I thought everything is over.
But, I never thought...
I have taken too many pictures.
Whether or not I want to see them, I have to swallow them all.
It's all you, isn't it?
You are the one that blackmailed the guy,
and send the other photo copy and the audio surveillance equipment...
to his wife.
You set this whole thing up.
And pretend nothing has to do with you.
For what, sis?
For the novel?
For writing a more realistic truth?
I don't care what happens to that guy.
I don't want to guess...
why his wife wants me to know all these.
But I really don't understand
what role did I play...
in this ridiculous peeping game?
You, I, I really don't know.
Real life is far more complicated than what I got on film.
What's real, what's fake, I don't know.
I don't want to know either.
I can only let go.
Michael, it would be difficult if you keep saying so.
You said you don't have enough time.
So I gave you 20 extra days.
And now you're saying the budget is not enough.
Thanks for the reminder.
And the support over the years.
This version won't let you down.
I now need a long vocation.
So I came by just to say goodbye.
Hold on, Michael.
Be happy at school today.
OK.
You're the sweetest.
Hurry up.