Chapter 112 One one one

The Long March of Lisa and Maria (4) "Mom, please talk to Daddy. His ear is listening in the square. The ear hanging on the tree is flapping endlessly because of longing." "Joe, your story is back." "That's great Mom, Dad is very satisfied." "Daniel, if a person spends his whole life turning himself into a forest of stories, does this person still belong to us?" "He doesn't belong to us anymore, but he is with us every day." "Thank you, son." "But Mom, you don't belong to me and Daddy anymore. I saw you walking in the woods, your figure was so slender and unreal, and you were charged with electricity."

There was a glimmer of light in the forest of books, but when Maria looked up, she couldn't see the sky.So, is there a sky?There are grass, stones, paths, and the sound of flowing spring water.But the air is filled with the good smell of old books.This is Jo's story, and it's hers, forever.Maria was filled with gratitude.She pricked up her ears, waiting for the next cry of the nightingale.She finally arrived, but not one sound, but many, many, many.One after another. After Lisa came out of Maria's rose garden, she didn't go home.She turned into the narrow street and stopped in front of Joyner the cleaner's flower shop.Someone in the store was waving to her, but it was so dark that it was impossible to see who it was.It was not until her eyes adjusted to the darkness that she saw Joyner.But this Joyner was no longer the original Joyner, except that her face was vaguely familiar, she had become really powerful—a fat middle-aged woman.On top of that, she has limited mobility.She struggled to sit down on the wicker chair, in the midst of tulips, the darkness around her made her face even paler.

"Are you here to see Vincent?" Joyner asked sharply. "Yeah, I'm looking for him." Lisa felt dizzy because the room suddenly became dark and she couldn't see anything. "These are tulips from Holland, yellow roses on your right, and violets. Are you here to see Vincent?" she asked again, her tone more severe. "Yeah. Vincent...will he be here?" "You can see him if you step on me, you have to step hard, come on, lift your feet up!!" Several large bright light bulbs came on at once, illuminating Lisa's eyes, so she still couldn't see anything.She felt like she was already in a square, maybe an athletic field, which she couldn't knock down no matter which way she went

what.Should she go?When she thought this way, she had already lifted her foot. "Vincent, I want to talk to you!" Lisa yelled, flushing with excitement. The surroundings became a sea of ​​light waves, and her voice echoed for a long time.She still couldn't see anything, she was walking, but she couldn't even see her own feet.She suddenly thought, maybe this place is the snow mountain?A long time ago, Vincent told her that it must be very interesting to let the light of the snow-capped mountains become the light in his own eyes.Lisa wanted to talk to him about her "blind" feelings at this moment.Joyner didn't lie to her, Vincent was nearby, and she saw the bottom of his heart in the light waves.The light was cold, and yet how her eyes adapted to it all.

"Vincent, I want to talk to you!" she called again. She deeply felt that Vincent, transformed into these light waves, was caressing her neck and her eyeballs at this moment.She recalled what just happened, didn't she meet the black woman Joyner in this flower shop not far from the office, and then came here?Lisa doesn't like flowers and doesn't grow them. Why did she come to the flower shop? "There are stories like that hidden in every corner of the world." These words clearly appeared in her mind. At the end of the ocean of light appeared some shadows, like a crowd, like a beast.Lisa felt a horn sounding in the darkness of her belly.Her foot caught on something, she almost fell but didn't, she spread her arms like a big bird trying to balance her body, and then staggered forward like this.The more anxious she was, the slower she moved.But she clearly saw that the team of shadows in the distance was getting stronger and stronger, and gradually expanding towards her.She even vaguely saw the corner of the red flag, guns and stretchers, and gunpowder smoke slowly rising into the air.Childhood memories revived in an instant.In the solemn courtyard of the deep house, she and her mother were chasing a mud frog bravely. The mother threw herself into the pond and climbed up again dripping with water.She made Lisa listen to the sudden beating of a snare drum, making their home even more eerie.

Finished in Beijing Jinbang Garden on December 20, 2004