Chapter 22 twenty one

What Happened in the Rubber Plantation (8) Lisa fell into a dream.In the dream, she didn't have to go to Vincent, because he followed her like a hound following prey.Wherever there is Vincent, there are beggars, and beggars are eyeing tigers, but they don't ask Lisa for anything.Lisa was doing her best in the kind of alleys that criss-crossed, and she was having an intellectual competition with Vincent.But Vincent remained the same. He always emerged from the ground, rising like a mushroom cloud, and as soon as the cloud dispersed, he stood there, surrounded by a large group of beggars.Halfway through Lisa woke up too, watching the trembling, palm-printed curtains surge with orgasm, and then fell back into the dim light illusion.

"Vincent! Vincent! Aren't you lonely?!" She shouted, but there was no sound. A vacuum, she thought, does not transmit sound.She was almost desperate. However, Vincent in the distance shrugged his eyebrows at her and made an ambiguous gesture, and the beggars laughed obscenely at her.Lisa then wondered if she was naked.She couldn't be sure because she couldn't see her own body.She remembered being naked on the farm, and it had been a different experience.Why did Vincent have to be with the beggar?As he approached, Lisa saw that he also had the lewd look of a beggar, and she blushed.Vincent stopped in his tracks, as if he didn't want to get too close to her. What was he thinking?He, the boss of a huge and well-organized clothing company, actually hides in a dark tunnel and joins beggars!Lisa worries about the recent influx of orders...

There are water birds calling outside the window.Their house is in the city center, where are the waterfowls? "Ma'am, that's not a bird, I'm practicing ventriloquist outside your window." Booker sat in front of her with a big smile on his face, obviously recovered from yesterday's fatigue.He looked a bit odd, with a large stuffed spider stuck to his forehead. "Gift from the farm. I'm in the spider's web day and night now. I caught it in front of the hotel, and as soon as I caught it, it died. I stuffed it with my lover. Its huge spider web is really like a mosquito net!"

Vincent actually still works at the company's headquarters. After returning from the farm, he described his state of mind as "calm like water".A Chinese woman (China this time) came to his office once.She wasn't wearing a satin cheongsam, she was dressed like a street sweeper, with a pen in her coat pocket.After she came in, she deftly walked around the table and sat on Vincent's lap.She took a pen out of her pocket and wrote on the table.The words she writes are like that kind of square house, firmly nailed to the paper, single but relatively independent.When Vincent looked closer, there was nothing on the paper.Vincent felt the woman's body was strangely light, and when she turned to stare at him, he saw that there were also boxy houses in her dark eyes.

His desire was aroused again by this strange woman, but he sat there without moving.He felt that as long as he moved, the woman would disappear.He thought, this is another form of "mind as calm as water".A crow landed on the roof across the street and made a noise.The woman stood up in surprise and walked out, and Vincent followed her.Then they arrived at her home.Vincent thought it was her home, or what else would it be?It was a gloomy house on the 24th floor. There was a huge spider spinning a web in the corner. Vincent felt that the gray-green spider looked very familiar.The two of them were lying on top of the double bed, but their bodies were not touching.

Later, he went to the 24th floor after get off work every day, and he forgot that he should go home.The work during the day is very busy, the company is growing day by day, the machines in the factory are roaring, and the outside of the factory is full of traffic.Vincent didn't want to expand his business, but the development of the situation couldn't help him. He saw that his business was expanding in all directions, just like the background of his story disclosed by Joe.These days, when he sees Joe in the company, he always feels puzzled: How can there be an employee like Joe in his company?He had been referring to Joe in his mind as "Two-Face."On Reagan's farm, when desire was tormenting him in illusion, he thought more than once of Joe and the books Joe hid in his office.Maybe Joe didn't come to his company by accident?But he really couldn't remember what happened 20 years ago.The only impression left was that Joe was not talkative at the time, and when he spoke he became anxious.

Chinese women never speak, Vincent guessed that she has another language system.Her door was always ajar, and he just pushed it in.Sometimes she sat on the bed, sometimes she sat by the window, and when she was sitting by the window, Vincent stood behind her and saw many square blocks in the air outside, and those blocks were moving, as if very busy.The woman is well-proportioned and of medium height, and she is as ageless as the girl in black before. Vincent regards her as his lover, but he is not at all eager to have physical contact with her. Then you will fall into the bottomless void.Although he saw her sitting in the 24-story old building every day, he couldn't help but wonder if she came from Reagan's farm in the south?Although Reagan's farm is located in the west, the scenery there has a strong oriental flavor, so he went there to pursue the oriental woman in his dream.She looked so lonely, ascetic, like a dream.Maybe she really was the dream of another woman (say, an Arab woman)?Vincent felt that there must be many such women hidden in this gloomy city. Didn't he already have several?Some of them live in third-rate hotels, some are cruising in remote small streets, and some, like this Chinese woman, own a house in a certain high-rise... Vincent was a little dazed and dizzy , he supported the big cabinet to stand firm, and saw the woman smiling at him with her teeth bared.Her teeth were a little yellow, as if from smoking, but there were no cigarettes in the room.The woman gestured to him to sit on the edge of the bed.