Chapter 107 one zero six

Vincent and the Five Dragons Tower (5) It was dawn when Vincent came out of the shed.He came to the Five Dragon Pagoda again. Joe was there too, and Joe's eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept all night.Walking into the tower, both of them felt a dark wind swirling inside, so they looked up together.There was a white light on the top, and the round hole was no longer recognizable.Halfway up the tower, there is a person climbing, an old man with fluttering white hair. "He was from the Ganges, and he raised a lion in the village," Joe said to Vincent, "and then he went mad. What a beautiful village it was, standing by the river, you could hear your ancestors singing in the stars. speak in."

"Is that place really the Ganges?" Vincent asked. "I don't know, I've traveled so much I've got it mixed up, but I like to think so. What a wide river, with an elephant standing at the bow. Ganga, Ganga." "But it's really cold in here." Vincent sneezed several times. The old man had climbed to the top and disappeared into the white light. "His occupation was a cooper during his lifetime, and raising lions was his secret occupation. He used the pheasants he hunted to do this work. The lion hid in the woods and appeared at the village in the middle of the night, and he kept a close relationship with it. A known connection. He rode away on the back of a lion, and the woods were noisy that day, and the waters of the Ganges flooded its banks. Elephant, elephant..." He could not go on, for he heard a violent There was a loud noise, like a stone hitting the ground.Could it be that the stone steps fell down?But there were no traces on the ground.

"You mean the old man?" "Yes, I know him." "But he fell just now. Think how heavy a man's soul is." That day, they didn't climb up, they stood in the shadow under the tower, looked at the light above their heads, and talked about those irrelevant things.In the afternoon, they went to a small restaurant for dinner, and then returned to the Five Dragon Pagoda to continue their conversation.Time slips away quietly, and night is coming again.Joe felt that Vincent seemed to be waiting for something, and he got up several times to look at the door.Finally, the woman appeared, and as she approached, Joe saw clearly that she was the old, beautiful ex-wife of the bookstore owner.But in Vincent's eyes, she was the weightless woman in the 24-story building in City B.Just now, Vincent vaguely remembered that he had agreed to meet her here.

The woman came in, nodded familiarly to the two, and said, "The fog is so thick at dusk, I almost can't recognize the way here." Vincent and Joe said to each other almost in unison: "So you made an appointment to meet here." After speaking, both of them were very embarrassed.The woman was not embarrassed, she came over to hold their hands and shook them vigorously a few times.Jo saw behind her elegant head with its curly white hair a figure of that rare white tiger whose eyes were two lamps in the dim light. Soon, the three of them could no longer see each other's faces.

Joe squeezed the woman's hand, which couldn't give him any real feeling at all, and he remembered something. "You said we would never see each other again, didn't you?" "Yes, I said that. It's like fate... If Ito is here..." Her voice was so ethereal that Jo thought she was wandering overhead.But her long hand was still in Jo's own, only it had grown cold.Joe wanted to warm it up with his own warm hand, so he added his other hand to hold it. "Joe, why can't I see what I want to see?" Vincent's frustrated voice came from the darkness, "I looked hard, but there was only one boot washed ashore by the sea on the beach."

Vincent seemed to be crying, Jo thought, and his tears must have fallen into the palm of the woman's other hand, for the hand he held in both hands was warming gradually.The woman withdrew her hand and walked quickly to the door, and Joe heard her voice stay in the tower. "The work in the bookstore is increasing day by day, and Ito is getting old." The white tiger walked in the night behind her. Joe wanted to run after her, but Vincent blocked the door, and Vincent said, "She wears that black dress all year round." "Ah," Joe was taken aback, "wasn't she wearing a white kimono just now? She's the ex-wife of the bookstore owner. I met her."

"The two of us met the same person." Vincent fell into some kind of entanglement in thinking. Someone came down from the tower, and then went out through the side door, they couldn't see the person, maybe it wasn't a person, because the footsteps sounded like horses' hooves. "Joe, you go first. I will sleep in the tower tonight. There is a piece of blanket here. They all say this is the highest point in the world." As soon as Joe left, Vincent closed the heavy door.As Joe walked, he imagined Vincent climbing inside. He felt that Vincent wanted to climb alone, so he wouldn't sleep.