Chapter 59 fifty eight

Edda's life on the run (4) The days in the bar passed quickly, and although almost every day had the same content, Ada still hoped to make the day as long as possible.When she was free, she would think with infinite longing that she had finally got rid of Mr. Reagan's clutches, but what was the situation in that rubber plantation in the south?Every day when the bar opens at midnight, and guests enter one after another like shadows, Ada will have the illusion that she is still working in the rubber plantation, and these guests are her colleagues in the plantation in disguise.Why does the boss always play this solemn, profound classical music?Could it be that Mr. Reagan had already come among these guests?Maybe it was because of longing that the days passed so quickly, she thought.What a good thing to get rid of one's lover, didn't Joan just get rid of it?Before this, Ada had never known such a longing: longing for something or someone that she absolutely wanted to get rid of.This new type of longing does not bring her satisfaction, but it can bring fulfillment to each day.Look how fulfilling Joan is.

Joan's mother was looking at the end of the corridor.Seeing that the door of her daughter's room was not open, she came over on tiptoe.Ada saw that she put the object in her hand on the ground, it was a little white mouse. "Ada, Ada, do you think Joan is happy?" she asked anxiously. Ada saw that the woman's clothes were covered with dust and her hair was messy, but none of this could stop her inner beauty, which was a bit like the green beauty of a new-born plant, silent but impressive. Shock.Ada avoided her earnest gaze, and replied indifferently: "I think she is happy, and she looks forward to the next day every day, doesn't she? Mom is so courageous, who dares to raise so many little white mice?" Ah. It's kind of like turning a dream into reality."

The woman smiled, as if she had let go of something on her mind.She put out a white hand and stroked the old furniture as if they were her babies. "They're from a thrift store. Her daddy thinks they're from his old house. But two friends of mine happened to come upstairs and saw them and they said they were old stuff. Tell me, What the hell is going on with this memory?" "Memory is something that is remembered." Ada said casually. The woman gave Ida a slightly surprised look, walked over, and began knocking gently on her daughter's door. Ada felt that it was inconvenient for her to stand there, so she went downstairs.

The boss is not downstairs, but there is a person sitting at the counter, that guy who looks a bit fierce.Ada has always been puzzled, why did the boss recruit a person with such a look to work on the counter? Dude Mark is fiddling with that old gramophone that still plays the same music that Ada listens to every day cooked.But under Mark's fiddling, the music turned into strange sounds, and Ada got goosebumps all over her body when she heard it.She quickly turned around and wanted to go out, but she tripped over something and looked down, it turned out to be the boss, who was lying on the ground reading a book.He appeared to be concentrated and completely undisturbed by the outside world.Due to the dim light in the room, Ada couldn't tell what kind of book it was.Now the boss sat up, and he said kindly to Ada, "Ada, do you remember the last moment when the flood engulfed your house?"

"I don't remember it at all. It was a mess." "Everything is written in this book," he said, holding the book as thick as a brick to his chest with both hands, "but it's not stated clearly, it's some riddles, I have to guess, it's like this kind of book Yes. I brought several books here from my hometown, and I slept on the floor to read when I had nothing to do. Why did I sleep on the floor? For convenience. I just put my ear on the floor, and the things described in the book will come out in different ways. sound. I call it 'listening to books'."

"So, can I listen to the book?" Ada asked. "You can't, and neither can Joan, but Joan's mother can, and this kind of thing needs experience. And Mark, he can too. Look, didn't he sleep on the floor? He listened to music. That's totally different from what you've heard." Ada went to the counter and looked in and saw Mark curled up on the floor, crying. "Mark is the darling of our store. Customers say he's full of music." Ada walked out of the gate and stood under the "Green Jade" grape trellis, bathing her whole body in the light.

"Ada!" Joan wailed from the window of her bedroom, one hand clutching the dress on her chest, her eyes bulging out in terror. "Joan! Joan!" Ida waved towards the second floor, and she remembered that Joan's mother was in the room. What was Joan's mother doing in the room?To frighten her daughter?It seemed that this woman had been secretly forcing her daughter to do something. Joan's entire upper body leaned out of the window, as if she was going to jump out of the window, she rushed out again and again, but she couldn't jump out.Ada understood that her mother was holding her back inside.Ada thought, in this case, why did the mother force her?Maybe it's because the mother and daughter were born too beautiful, and people who are too beautiful often like to live an extreme life.Something was thrown out the window, ah, it was a guinea pig!

"Ada, goodbye!!" Joan yelled out this sentence hoarsely, then retracted.Then the windows were closed.