Chapter 13 twelve

Mr Reagan (4) "No no no. Look, the sun is about to set. I'll sit under the banana tree next to here. I want to watch the night here. I've heard that the night sky here is green. I think it must be It's true. Ah, the sun has really set, thank goodness." After Ali left, the sun went down.Vincent closed his eyes and meditated in the shadow of the banana leaf.He came here following the woman in his dream.The man picked off the nameless red flower on his head, put it under his nose for him to smell, and then told him that it was "picked from a place called 'Cape' at the southernmost tip".After waking up, Vincent thought about it, and finally determined that the woman in black in the dream came from the farm run by the client Reagan.He once looked up the location of Reagan's farm on a map out of curiosity.Vincent spent a night of "ecstasy" with the woman in a third-rate hotel in the city.On that crude wooden bed, he had orgasms from women again and again in a semiconscious state.The strange thing is that a woman has only an image and has no entity of her own.When Vincent hugged her eagerly and he entered her from below, she moved, but her body was completely weightless.The orgasms she ended up giving Vincent were both full and utterly empty, every single time.Vincent almost went crazy, because this strange orgasm did not bring him release, the desire could not be subdued, but increased, and he was on the platform of "orgasm" all night.The oriental woman is silent, submissive and provocative, and Vincent sees the dominance of this ageless woman in their sexual activities.At dawn, Vincent collapsed on the wooden bed exhausted, and the woman closed the door gently and went out.Later, Lisa saw him lying on the grass in front of her house "playing wild", full of ugly appearances.Until now, he was still not sure whether he had had the kind of sexual experience in a third-rate hotel that made his bones go soft just thinking about it.The woman looked for him a few times later, wearing a black dress and her face was blurred.Vincent shook her hand, but it was like holding a handful of air.And she came and left silently, and never spent ecstasy with him again.So Vincent suspected that even that one time was unreal.Tomorrow would be his 60th birthday, and Vincent was secretly amazed by the desire in his body, the first time in years that he realized that his desire was a lurking beast.

It was getting dark, and there was a hint of coolness in the wind.Vincent heard the conversation.It was two girls coming up the side road.One of them is local, and the other is brown, from Southeast Asia, and is small with long arms.And behind this girl from Southeast Asia, followed closely by the woman in black.Vincent was taken aback.But the two girls seemed unaware of the woman behind them, they were bending over looking for something on the ground. Vincent stood up to say hello to the girls, who replied in a vague way, not paying attention to him, they were too absorbed in their activities.Just between the question and the answer, the woman in black disappeared like a shadow.Vincent had stretched out his arms toward where she was standing, but had gotten nothing.

When Vincent walked into Reagan's house, Reagan had come down from upstairs feeling refreshed.They greet each other and hug each other in the living room.Vincent tasted the extraordinary energy of his old friend in the embrace.In fact, Vincent only met this old friend twice.That was 10 years ago, on a bench in a park.For some reason, the two strange men greeted each other for no reason, and talked about the deep dark green lake in front of them.They went to the park again the next day, continued talking, and never saw each other again.Although Vincent knew that Reagan had signed a contract with his company and later became a regular customer, he never reached out to meet him or tell Joe that he knew Reagan.Over the years, this old friend has become a shadow in his memory.It wasn't until the woman in black brought him the breath of Reagan's farm in his dream that all the past suddenly came back to life.

Vincent ate and took a bath at Reagan's house.Sitting on the large sofa and chatting with him for a while.Reagan talked about a venomous blue-and-white snake commonly seen on the farm, and showed him a photo, asking him to be more careful when walking outside.Vincent didn't pay attention to the snake in the grass, but noticed the back of the woman in black next to the snake. That back made him shudder and almost dropped the photo on the ground. "She's someone you know. I've heard her talk about you." Reagan glanced at him attentively. Vincent looked back embarrassedly, and stared blankly at the gray wallpapered wall.

On the large bed in the guest room, Vincent tossed and turned, unable to sleep.Although the cool air conditioner was turned on in the room, his heart was churning along with the dark heat wave outside.This is a long night of high desire, a bit similar to that third-rate trip An affair in the hall.However, there is no object. What did Reagan mean when he said "she is no longer here"?Did he die or did he leave here?Listening to his tone, there is no sadness at all.Maybe "absence" was commonplace for her, she was always coming and going to these tropical places, and only occasionally stopped in the city where he lived?He had also guessed at her nationality, sometimes he thought she was Arab, sometimes Indian, and could not be sure.At this moment, he felt that nationality meant nothing to her.Before going to bed, Ali, who made his bed, told him that his wife Lisa had come to the farm during the day.At this moment, he was fantasizing about Lisa's body over and over again, but his desire was still unable to vent.Who is better at evasive activities, Lisa or the woman?

After the old clock struck one o'clock, Vincent saw the bedroom wall moving back.He remembered that he lived on the first floor, so he might have been sleeping in the rubber forest by now.He made up his mind that if those blue-and-white snakes crawled onto the bed, he would put on a show of having sex with them, which would definitely change his temperament completely.He spread his legs to meet the horny little things, he even snorted. "Does the guest need anything?" Ali's old voice sounded outside the door.