Chapter 6 Chapter Five: Wei Na and Lu Tuo

Wei Na sat alone in the purple-blue box, flipping through the newspapers casually.She made an appointment with Lu Tuo and is waiting for him.Today's "Jingdu Evening News" happened to have a small article by Lu Tuo called "Unintelligible News".After reading it carefully, Wei Na thought that such an article could be published.Maybe times really are different. I once watched a piece of TV news, and it always lingered in my mind and couldn't get rid of it.The tragic death of Syrian President Bashar al-Assad has brought great sorrow to all the people of Syria.Members of Congress stomped their feet and beat their chests in the venue, tearing up.Oddly, the news was broadcast at a time when important domestic news would normally be broadcast, and the scenes of the devastation of the Syrian people lasted for an inexplicable length of time.This kind of scene, the Chinese must have seen deja vu.

I don't know Syria, and I don't know how great Assad is, and this little article has absolutely no intention of interfering in other countries' internal affairs.Just relying on a little ordinary common sense of the common people, casually talk about it, it can't be true.Assad sat on the throne of Syrian President in 1974 and was in power for 27 years.According to my humble knowledge, if the head of state is called the president, it is probably a democracy.And the democratic mechanism of a country can keep a president elected for 27 years, and the term of office does not expire until he dies, which is intriguing.In the history of China and foreign countries, there are not many emperors who can sit in the Golden Temple for 27 years. They have to live for many years before their turn to succeed to the throne.Maybe Assad has the grace and power of heaven, the Congress immediately turned grief into strength, amended the constitution in time, and lowered the presidential age to 34 in order to allow Assad's son Bashar to succeed him as president.It is even more strange that the democratic mechanism can maintain hereditary inheritance.According to my guess, the people of Syria will definitely support Bashar wholeheartedly.It is said that the only opponent is Assad's younger brother, because this quasi-emperor uncle wants to be the Ming Chengzu of Syria like China's Zhu Di.I dare to speculate like this, and I also rely on the knowledge or experience of ordinary Chinese people.Chinese people are very able to identify with orthodoxy.What is orthodoxy?An emperor, with his millions of heroes killed millions of heads to secure the country, and then washed the minds of the people, the emperor and his descendants are orthodox.

I think it's okay to talk about things in foreign countries.But the news about Assad is so important to our media, I don't understand.In the common sense of the Chinese people, news does not come out casually, it is about guiding major events. I think the term of office of the President of Syria will not be 27 years, I am afraid that elections will be held every three to five years.I really admire those professional election operators in Syria. They are probably much smarter than our big stock market makers. The knowledge of elections is too profound, and there are still many countries in the world whose democratic progress is not yet fast. It is only reasonable for them to organize a delegation to Syria to learn from it.I used to hear a kind of criticism of Western countries, saying that they put on the cloak of democracy and so on, and I always couldn't understand it.After getting used to watching the political situation in the world, I realized that democracy can really be worn as clothes.

After reading Lu Tuo's article, Wei Na missed Zheng Qiulun even more.Zheng Qiulun is such a person, his mind is full of important affairs in the world.Thinking back now, Zheng Qiulun was only nineteen years old at the time, so he was still a child.But he was really worried about the world, and he didn't look naive, let alone pretending.Think about what nineteen-year-old boys are doing now?Still flirting with my mother for a pair of brand-name sneakers! Hearing a knock on the door, he knew that it was Lu Tuo who had come.Wei Na replied, "Please come in." Lu Tuo asked the service lady to lead her in.

"I'm reading your article." Wei Na said. Lu Tuo smiled and said, "A little thought." Wei Na said: "Others dare not think about your feelings. I said Lao Lu, you should hide your edge. Zheng Qiulun was also like you back then, and I admired him very much. I even imagined that if he was unlucky one day, I will bury his body with my own hands. Alas! What a fool! If he is still by my side now, I will protect him with my life and never let him lose half a hair. I would rather die a hundred times , let him live well. Life is too precious." "Weina, I respect Zheng Qiulun you mentioned very much. He is probably the lost generation in the history of thought. They love the motherland with their own frankness, but they often suffer misfortune." Lu Tuo sighed .

Wei Na couldn't help crying, and said: "Yes, Qiulun is completely innocent. I'm afraid that someone will report him. I know that he is full of feelings of saving the suffering, but his thoughts are deviant Yes. He doubts everything and challenges everything. But he doesn’t seem to know where his living opponent is, and he often looks up at the vast night sky. We wandered in the wilderness of autumn night, and he repeatedly recited two lines of Mr. Lu Xun’s poem: The rest of the time died, and the lotus halberd wandered alone." "Weina, what you said made my nose sore. That era didn't last long, but people have forgotten it. We should curse that era, but we can't forget it." Lu Tuo said.

Wei Na said: "I will never forget it, it is so unforgettable. I remember reading it, and the environmental impressions in my mind are always dusk, night, and sewers, and I feel that Jean Valjean always moves in that atmosphere. I Looking back on that period of educated youth life now, the impression is always the night, the wasteland, the cold wind, and the lone star. We ran all night on the wilderness where the north wind hunted with the few cold stars on our backs. The reeds have been harvested. The vast and boundless wasteland. We are all dressed thinly, and the empty trousers are blown."

Lu Tuo sighed and said, "Weina, can you walk away? Why don't we go for a walk. It's too boring to stay here." "Where are you going?" Wei Na asked. Lu Tuo said, "It's up to you." Wei Na thought for a while and said, "Why don't you go for a walk by the river. It's cool and comfortable there." Wei Na drove the car directly to the river beach, it was a blue BMW sedan.The two walked closely along the river beach, stepping on the soft sand.The wind grows at the bottom of the sleeve, and the moon is in the heart of the river.On the opposite bank, the dark Jingshan Mountains, against the dark blue sky, are dreamy and mysterious.Seeing a big stone, two people can sit on it.Lu Tuo said, "Sit down." He told Wei Na to sit down first, and then sat down by himself.The wind passes through the waves, like a ring.

Wei Na stared at the river in a daze.The night boat blew its whistle and passed slowly, stirring up waves and making an uproar.Wei Na continued to tell her story with Zheng Qiulun.She was in a particularly heavy mood today, and she spoke intermittently and confusedly. Lu Tuo said, "Weina, you feel uncomfortable, so stop talking." Wei Na said: "The lives of the common people have never been so cheap and fragile, and they are gone when they are squeezed lightly." Lu Tuo sighed: "It has long been said that the Chinese people have stood up. Have they really stood up?"

Wei Na said: "Old Lu, you are saying this again. I said, you should restrain yourself. Really, I don't want you to be Zheng Qiulun." Lu Tuo was a little moved, but didn't know what to say.He suddenly remembered his dreams every night, and couldn't help asking: "Weina, do you like to dream?" "Who doesn't dream?" Wei Na felt that he asked a little strangely. Lu Tuo knew that he had asked something stupid, so he smiled and prevaricated.He couldn't tell Wei Na that he dreamed of her every night.She would feel that he was naive, playing such childish tricks.But, she was really in his dreams every night.Recently, my younger brother and younger sister often visit him and are very concerned about his appearance.Once when he came home, his younger sister was talking quietly with her cousin in the back room.Hearing that he was back, the younger sister hurriedly got out from the back room, looking a little flustered.Lu Tuo is almost forty years old, and his brother and sister are waiting for the news of his madness.He himself was also suspicious, thinking that there must be a reason for the strange dreams every night.

If Wei Na didn't say leave, Lu Tuo wouldn't say leave.He is willing to sit with her like this.What a woman!She didn't speak, so he didn't make a sound, maybe she needed this kind of tranquility right now. After sitting quietly for a long time, Wei Na looked up at the sky, then lowered her head again, and said, "It's too late, let's go back." Unexpectedly, when the car turned around, the wheels got stuck.The beach was too soft, and the wheels sank a few times, sinking deeper and deeper, making it impossible to move.Wei Na got out of the car and looked, very annoyed: "What should I do? It's so late, who should I call?" Lu Tuo guessed that Wei Na's concern was not that there was no one to call, but that it was too embarrassing to call someone.He then said, "Go back and rest, and I'll stay and guard the car for you. You can call someone to come and find a solution tomorrow morning." Wei Na smiled and said: "You are very heroic. Can I let you stay here alone? Why don't we just stay in the car for one night. I wonder if you don't go back?" The two stayed in the car, flattened the seat, and lay down.After a while, Wei Na suddenly remembered, and said: "There is a quilt on the car. It was originally used for resting in the Gingko House. Now that it is warmer, it feels thicker. I want to take it home." Once the quilt is covered, it feels completely different, just like sleeping on the bed.Lu Tuo is a person who loves insomnia, and he will definitely not be able to sleep all night tonight.Sure enough, I didn't blink an eye all night.Wei Na seemed to be in a deep sleep, turned over, slipped her hand over, and put it on his chest.He usually has insomnia and always tosses and turns.But he was afraid of waking Wei Na up, so he didn't dare to move. In the middle of the night, it began to rain heavily.Lu Tuo likes to listen to the rain, and what he loves most is listening to the rain during the day.Sleeping in the car and listening to the night rain is the first experience in my life.Afraid of being stuffy, the car window was slightly opened, and the sound of the rain was particularly violent.Wei Na's hand just rested on his chest. Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in, and Wei Na's head squeezed towards Lu Tuo.Lu Tuo thought she was awake, so he changed his sleeping position and lay on his side facing her.Wei Na remained motionless, her breath softly blowing on his face.Lu Tuo looked at this beautiful and fair face, and something cool rushed up his back.I want to cry for some reason.