Chapter 14 Section 13

As soon as Easter passed, Heidelberg followed suit. The university opened, primary and secondary schools resumed classes, tourist buses brought in tourists one after another, Huupt Street was crowded with people, and the small passenger boats on the Naka River were full of foreigners visiting the river. Driving across the river. The woods on the slope are already green, and it contrasts with a large area of ​​red rhododendrons in front, forming a sharp and magnificent contrast, which makes people feel that this is really spring! Spring is here, it seems that people should be full of vigor and joy——Liu Weizu just can't figure out this reason, why should people be happy when spring comes?If the flower wants to bloom, tell it to bloom; if the grass wants to grow, tell it to grow; why do you want to be silly and happy?He is unhappy.Those who have no reason to be happy, but seem to live happily, are ridiculous and worthless in his eyes, are fools, and are foolishly happy.With a cigarette in his mouth, Liu Weizu stared at the ceiling, leaning against the wall and half lying on the bed, his heart ached from boredom, and those unpleasant memories came in again, flooding in front of him like a tide, torturing him wantonly .He felt that he was crouching at the bottom of the deep and cold Jujing, unable to see a ray of light.He seemed to hear a knock at the door.

"Come in." Liu Weizu replied coldly, wondering who would knock on his door. The door opened, and Jiadong stood at the door with his slender neck stretched out, with a smile on his face. "Uncle Liu, I'm back." "Oh? Jiadong." Liu Weizu was a little surprised.It was a surprise to him that someone would barge in at this moment, and this person happened to be someone who would listen to what he had to say. "When did you come back?" He moved his shoed feet off the bed to the floor. "Just arrived, I came home with my dad and put down our things." Jiadong said a little flatteringly.Rubbing his throat with one hand, he coughed twice, and said, "Uncle Liu, the air in the room is so bad, it's full of smoke, can I open the window?"

"Hmm—" Liu Weizu looked at the hill-high cigarette butts in the cigarette tray on the bedside table and the smoke in the air, nodded and said, "Okay, you can start!" Jiadong opened the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun immediately stretched out to the window brightly. Two birds on the walnut tree below the window also came in chirping. "The weather outside is so nice, why don't you go out to play?" Jiadong sat on the table in front of the window. "Play? What's the fun? I don't want to play. I'm thinking about something."

"What are you thinking? May I know?" Jiadong asked solemnly. "I thought: How wonderful it would be if there were no houses in this world. Without houses, no one will deliberately build a big house to show off their wealth, and no one will be able to afford a house and suffer from the cold, which will reduce many shameful phenomena." Liu Weizu Said leisurely. "Where would we live without a house?" "Living in caves and by the water, people in ancient times had no houses. Maybe they lived happier than us!" "Oh——" Jiadong twisted his eyebrows and thought seriously, trying to make sense of this truth. "People in ancient times were happier than us?" A little skeptical.

"Of course. At that time, people didn't have houses, cars and schools, and no one insisted on them. I would rather be a person at that time. I believe there are many people who think the same as me." "Ah, yes!" Jiadong jumped off the table with a plop. "In Paris, I saw a lot of people with the same thoughts as you. They slept in groups on the street, men and women, with wine bottles next to them, dressed in rags. My cousin took me to see Yes, I asked my cousin: 'What kind of occupation do they do?' My cousin said they didn't do anything, they were pursuing spiritual liberation."

"The pursuit of spiritual liberation is right, our hearts will be suffocated." "Another day, my cousin and I were walking on the street and saw a group of people with braids and yellow blankets on their bare feet. There were also men and women. Some of them were beating gongs and some were playing drums. My cousin said This is also the pursuit of spiritual liberation." Jiadong added. "I really admire their courage. I am also breaking free, but I can't do it to that extent. Look, how sad it is!" Liu Weizu lit a new cigarette again. "Do you think those people are good? Are you doing the right thing?" Jiadong asked with his head tilted.

"Of course, they do what they want and don't pretend." "Oh—I also saw people singing on the street, with beards and hair like people from the Stone Age." Jiadong compared the back of his head, and then on his chin. "That's your role model." Liu Weizu looked at Jiadong with a smile. "Me?" Jiadong put his index finger against the tip of his nose, and stretched his neck long. "Who else but you? Don't you like doing homework at home all day, don't you like math and German? Why do things you don't like?" "Oh——" Jiadong stared and thought about it, shrugged, took out a cigarette from the paper box on the table, and stuck it in his mouth.So experienced, he flipped on the lighter and lit it, frowned and took a few puffs, and said, "I'd rather be a wandering singer, that's so chic, and I don't have to lie on the table every night to do my homework. You don’t need to scold your mother. But...but..."

"What is but but?" "Mom and Dad—" "It's mom and dad again. I used to trust mom and dad the most, but later I realized how deceitful they are. When I have time, I will tell you my story. There will be a lot of fun in it!" "Is there a good show? Are you nervous?" Jiadong was very interested. "Tension, excitement, twists and turns." Liu Weizu made a mysterious expression. "Oh, you must tell me." Jiadong was very eager. "Not today, I'll talk about it when I have time." "You tell me, and I will tell Alexander."

"You still hang out with Alexander often?" "It's not as often as it used to be, because Alexander has left school and is with a group of people like the one I saw in Paris." "Does your mother know that you are with him?" "I don't know, secretly. My mother doesn't like me being with Alexander at all." Jiadong looked out of the window and suddenly asked, "When will a person grow up?" "When a person truly holds his life in his own hands, can control his own will, and has the courage to do what he wants to do, he will be considered a grown-up."

"I want to grow up quickly." Jiadong said with some melancholy. "You're going to grow up, Jiadong." Liu Weizu looked at Jiadong with a smile. "I'm so anxious, I just want to grow up soon." Jiadong talked for a while before leaving. After Jiadong left, Liu Weizu went to close the window, and the moment he turned around after closing the window, he inadvertently saw himself in the large mirror hanging on the wall facing the window.That figure startled him, and he could hardly believe that it was Liu Weizu. Liu Weizu stood firmly facing the mirror, staring at the person in the mirror.

The man was haggard, pale, with thick, unruly hair and a playful beard.That person seems to have no quiet cells in his body, and he seems to be being chased by someone. Maybe there is a fire burning on him from behind. He looks so flustered and anxious, his eyes are empty. In the vast and bleak, there is only disappointment, bottomless disappointment, and only hatred, bottomless hatred.Is that person Liu Weizu?Does Liu Weizu look like that? "It's strange, it's not that he hasn't looked in the mirror before, he even takes a picture every day intentionally or unintentionally, why has he never noticed that this face has become so many, so cold, and so disgusting?" He walked slowly to the mirror step by step, stretched his neck, looked left and right, looked and looked, the more he looked, the more he felt that the person was not like him, and he didn't want to admit that it was him.He casually picked up a large towel on the back of the chair and covered the frame of the mirror, and the person in the mirror disappeared immediately.He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt some inexplicable joy in his heart. As usual, Liu Weizu went to sit in the tavern alone, and did not leave until the tavern closed.The difference is that tonight he didn't go straight back to his residence like in the past. Ever since he looked carefully in the mirror, he has been oppressed by an irresistible sadness.He loathed himself, didn't like to think or see himself again, and hated going back to the little attic where he was lodged. Liu Weizu didn't expect the night to be so good, so good that even a person like him would soften his heart and become tender like water. He decided to take a walk along the river, cross the bridge and go back on Philosophy Road. The shop was of course closed long ago, but the lights in the windows shone as brightly as the moon in the sky.A large flat moon was covered by a mist-like floating cloud, and the mercury-like brilliance still flowed willfully to the ground, adding a mysterious color to this small town that was particularly romantic in the night.Those ancient buildings, the spiers of churches that have been looking up in the air for hundreds of years, the brightly lit castle on the opposite mountain, and the blue sky like a deep sea above the earth, all make people feel that they are in the world. In the mythical world of the Middle Ages. Liu Weizu put his hands in the pockets of his trousers and walked slowly forward. Occasionally, when he passed a couple who came back at night, he would turn his head to look around. His attitude inevitably aroused their speculation, maybe he thought he was a psychopath!He clearly heard a beautiful girl say to her boyfriend: "This oriental man has a strange attitude, he must be suffering from schizophrenia!" Yes, in such a beautiful and vast world, there is not an inch of space that belongs to Liu Weizu. No matter where he goes, people will look at him with strange eyes: Isn't this crazy?Isn't this a homeless bum?This is a stranger here!He heard this kind of words so much that he seemed to be numb, and he didn't feel anything. Yet tonight, under the moonlight of such a charming spring night, hearing those words touched him deeply.He even envied those people, those who slept soundly behind the deeply closed shutters; no matter the old home, it was better to have a home than to have nothing?At least you don't have to run around like a wild dog.So, in an instant, the image of "family" had taken shape in his mind, and he remembered that when Wang Hongjun persuaded him to marry a wife and have two children, he almost even chose the names of the two children. My wife should look like Lin Bi... Walking from the end of Huupt Street to the banks of the Naka River, the river gleamed, ran and sang lonely in the moonlight, and Liu Weizu's heart became more and more gentle when he sang, "This world is still beautiful", he couldn't help thinking. This world is beautiful, until he walked under the building where Zhuang Jing and Tan Yunliang lived, it became ugly again. Liu Weizu, who woke up after a nap, returned to his everyday Liu Weizu, dejectedly went to the soon-to-open "Longfeng Restaurant" to paint, ordered the workers to smear, thinking about how to get revenge on the proprietress Zhuang Jing. As for Jiadong, Liu Weizu seemed to be magnetized. The child just loved to come to him, and often turned around after school. It's Saturday again, but it doesn't make much difference to Liu Weizu, anyway, he goes to the restaurant to "paint the wall"—now he always uses these two words to tease himself, and when he brushes it at noon, he is about to go out for lunch, and his house is full of people. Khan broke in. "Uncle Liu, do you think I'm here? I was afraid that you had already left, so pedal the car, pedal, pedal very fast." Jiadong said flatteringly.He took off his jacket and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Oh God, it's hot." "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go eat together." Jiadong's visit made Liu Weizu feel happy. "Uncle Liu, I'm here to listen to your storytelling. It doesn't matter if you don't eat. Hehe, Uncle Liu, I just like listening to you." Jiadong said with a smirk. "Alright, let's go shopping and have a picnic in the woods." "Picnic, good idea. I'll have sausages." "Just now I said it doesn't matter if I don't eat rice! Now I say I want to eat grilled sausages." Jiadong stuck out his tongue, twisted his hair twice, and smiled again. Liu Weizu bought grilled sausages, bread, yogurt and drinks from a small street shop, and put them in the iron basket behind Jiadong's bicycle, and the two of them walked slowly towards the woods side by side. Jiadong pushed the cart, and talked to Liu Weizu very confidantly, the content was nothing more than school affairs, how annoying a certain teacher was, a certain classmate bought a second-hand motorcycle, his mother found him a tutoring How ignorant is the husband, always urging him to do exercises and so on.Of course, he never forgot to listen to Liu Weizu's story. Liu Weizu was mostly silent, feeling a little regretful, why would he say those things to a child?Society is ugly, and human nature is despicable, but a simple child like Jiadong doesn't need to know so much and see so clearly.The more stupid people are, the happier they are, and the more stupid they are, the happier they are, so why doesn't he let Jiadong be a stupid, stupid and happy person?At least, there is no need to lift the curtain covering this dirty, smelly, ugly, and deceitful world at this moment, so that a child's heart is already irresistible and immersed in pain and despair so early on.He is so deliberate to tell Jiadong all the evils in the world in an exaggerated and provocative way. What is his purpose? Does he have a purpose?He thought it might be, but he didn't want to admit it. For the child Jiadong, he has a very subtle feeling, which was born when he saw him for the first time.In fact, Jiadong is not the handsome and handsome type, and his conversation is not the intelligent type. The strange thing is that he still likes to get close to this child. Like now, when the two of them talk together, he will There was a contentment bordering on bliss—a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.This feeling led him back to the long past—before he came to Heidelberg, and the first two years when he first came to Heidelberg.If there hadn’t been that anonymous letter to open the curtain before him, maybe he would still be a fool today, maybe he would have finished reading the book smoothly, maybe he would have married Lin Bi before finishing the book, At that time, Lin Bi seemed to be very infatuated with him... "Why are you silent?" Seeing that Liu Weizu was always silent, Jiadong couldn't help asking. "I'm listening to you and looking at the scenery." Liu Weizu pointed to the Naka River in front of him. "Jiadong, today I look at the water, the trees, and the hillside, and they are all green." "I said they were all green!" Jiadong laughed triumphantly. They approached the river bank and boarded the stone bridge across the river.Standing on the bridge, Liu Weizu followed the rushing water of the river and looked into the distance.At the end of the haze where heaven and water are connected, he seems to see the years that he will never get back in this life, those young people, with a little sorrow, accompanied by some joy, sometimes hopeful, sometimes at a loss. Such days are too far away, how far away?The water of the Naka River is known. When he saw Nakajiang for the first time, he was amazed at its beauty.At that time, he loved to write poems, and he wrote many poems praising Nakajiang, which were published in newspapers and periodicals in Taiwan, which made his poems famous. The small Renault sports car, and the leading girls in Heidelberg were all overwhelmed by him... Alas, those days!He looked at the river, the loud sound of the water, and the turbulent momentum of the water made him sigh with emotion. The water in the Spring River has risen, the ice and snow in the upper reaches have melted away, and the river is much wider than usual.Those who are good at rowing are already rippling the water with their oars. Driving a light boat on the Naka River, thinking deeply, and quietly drifting with the current, is what he did most often in the past.The classmates joked with him because of this, calling him a "miserable green boy".This kind of nickname made him more aware of his own loneliness, not being understood, and also made him prefer to enjoy solitude on the river.Nakajiang has shared his pain and secrets. Every time he walks to the riverside and watches the slow flow of the river, he feels like seeing a true friend who has gone through hardships together, and he feels an irresistible touch. Liu Weizu stared foolishly for a long time before he got off the stone bridge with Jiadong and walked up a winding and narrow stone path.This road is called "Snake Road", and he was very familiar with it back then.At that time, every time I played a love game, I would definitely bring that female partner to this road.Especially at dusk or night, you can kiss her in a certain corner of the road, cover the shyness on your face in the darkness, and pretend to be passionate.The girl being kissed, no matter it is Chinese or foreign, often falls in love with him for real because of this romantic atmosphere, because of his poetic and passionate kiss.They really fell in love with him, and he was about to run away, go rowing a boat on the Naka River, soothe the pain of being condemned by conscience, and control the heart that was ready to move and almost recognized it.As for love, he has played to that extent at most, and will never throw himself into it again. It's not easy not to invest yourself in it. For example, when you meet a girl like Lin Bi, things are not easy.You play love games with her, but she doesn't play love games with you.She is serious and serious. When she looks at you with those long phoenix eyes, it seems to tell you that she can die for you at any time, but when you try to get close to her, is it warm and enthusiastic?She suddenly became as cold as ice again, making it impossible for you to make out.At that time, he jokingly said to her: "You are a basin of white water, which is too clean and tasteless to me." Lin Bi once ignored him for a week because of this sentence, and even criticized him for being "cynical". Alas, a girl like Lin Bi is like this road, like a snake, if you mess with her, she will entangle you.An infatuated woman is really scary, the scariest thing is not knowing whether her infatuation is serious or acting, like Zhuang Jing at that time. Thinking of Zhuang Jing, Liu Weizu naturally looked sideways at Jiadong.Jiadong was carrying the bicycle with a lot of weight on his shoulders that were not too wide, and was climbing up the slope step by step.He was panting from crawling, beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and his babbling mouth was too tired to speak. "This child looks innocent, cute, and can draw bows. It's a pity that he is the son of Zhuang Jing. Zhuang Jing betrayed me, Liu Weizu, and gave birth to the son who slept with Tan Yunliang. This child..." He muttered in his heart. "Uncle Liu, what time will you come to our house tomorrow?" After finally climbing the slope, Jiadong put down his bicycle and wiped his sweat with the back of his hand on Philosophy Road. "Who said I'm going to your house tomorrow?" Liu Weizu didn't understand how Jiadong would come up with this question to ask him. "Tomorrow is my fifteenth birthday. Mom invited Uncle Guo and Uncle Wang's family to have tea, cake and dinner. Didn't she call you?" Jiadong stretched his neck again. "Oh—probably—" Liu Weizu's good mood had dropped to zero again.He thought fiercely: "Great, Zhuang Jing, you can really do it. You are afraid that I will spoil your child, so you invite others not to invite me. You don't want Jiadong to get close to me, okay! Look! Which of the two of us is fierce." "Uncle Liu, if Mom forgets to invite you, you should come too." "Of course I'm going, your fifteenth birthday is so important! Can I not go there? I will give you the best birthday present." Liu Weizu forced a smile. "Strange, why did mom forget to tell you?" Jiadong frowned in confusion. "Maybe she called, I forgot. Uncle Liu has a bad memory." "You have a bad memory? You say you remember everything that happened more than ten years ago, decades ago." "Remember what happened at that time, but forget what happened now. You are hungry, let's have a picnic!" They sat on a long wooden bench under a tree and brought out food and drink. "Uncle Liu, you have to tell your story! I really want to know how you became a wandering artist." Jiadong held a piece of fat grilled sausage and an opened can of Coca-Cola in his other hand , eating and drinking. "You envy the wandering life?" Liu Weizu didn't want to eat anything, he just opened a can of beer to drink, and after drinking a can, he lit a cigarette to smoke. "Living as a vagabond is a bit dangerous, but it's better than being treated like a wooden person at home?" Jiadong said as if he was depressed. "Hmph!" Liu Weizu puffed heavily on the cigarette. "People who want to manage people all day long, obscene. You know, I used to be very obedient. Everyone said that I was a good boy, good son, good grandson, and good student. But—" He sprayed heavily again Take a puff. "Later, I ignored their tricks and became what I am today." "Who are they?" "Them? First of all, my grandmother, father, and mother. Of course, I still regarded them as the best good people at that time! Listen to them and believe in them. At that time, everything I saw was green." Liu Weizu faced the mountain. The river at the foot of the river was dazed for a while, and then said leisurely: "When I was twenty years old, I fell in love with a woman. She loved me every day, but she left with someone else and got married. Go..." He gradually stopped, smoking one puff after another. "If she married someone else, ask her to get married. It doesn't matter. You can scold her or give her two fists. It's fine." Jiadong was filled with righteous indignation, and he ate and drank after speaking. "It's too cheap to scold or give two punches. Uncle Liu is not such a gullible person. I want revenge." "How do you get revenge? Do you know where that woman is?" "Oh... I know." Liu Weizu felt that he couldn't go on, so he changed the subject and said, "You think, that woman lied to me, and then I found out that my favorite grandmother and father were also there." Lied to me, and found that their true colors are not as noble and kind as their appearance. You think, even your own relatives are like this, can others be trusted? So, Jiadong, let me tell you, the people in this world Most people are different inside and out, so they are not trustworthy. But people like Alexander's parents are sincere and trustworthy." "Uncle Liu, what did your grandmother and your father do?" Jiadong stopped eating and asked curiously. "Are they? It's a long time to say..." From his childhood memories of his mother, grandmother, and father, all the incidents and doubts that occurred during Liu Weizu, to the anonymous letter he received in Heidelberg, he went back to Taiwan to find out the truth by means of a surprise inspection, and left his family without saying goodbye. , started a wandering career, and went back to the nearest to make troubles in the Heavenly Palace, tearing off the masks of those hypocrites and false ladies.He spoke vividly, nervously, vividly and with extreme sarcasm and exaggeration, which stunned Jiadong who had never seen the world, and was greatly fascinated. "Think about it, Jiadong, under such circumstances, will I still be that good son, good grandson, and good student?" Liu Weizu finished a long sentence and had already smoked half a pack of cigarettes.He patted his buttocks and stood up from the chair, looked up at the sky, as if talking to himself: "The sun is almost westward, we have to go back." "Uncle Liu." Jiadong's cheeks flushed, obviously touched by Liu Weizu's life experience. "Uncle Liu, now I understand. You are right. People are the worst liars. This world is not good at all, it's not fair. But what should we do?" He said almost desperately. "What should we do? There is nothing we can do. The only way is to resist passively, stop suffering for the world, stop listening to the nonsense of those hypocrites and hypocrites, and give him 100% non-cooperation." They had packed their things, and Jiadong pushed his bicycle out from under the tree. "Ah! It's already five o'clock, and I will be disciplined when I go back to safekeeping." Jiadong looked at his watch, stuck out his tongue, and smiled mischievously. "You're not a baby, you can have your own life, why do you have to be scolded when you come back a little late?" Liu Weizu said as if he was very aggrieved. "Oh..." Jiadong lowered his head dejectedly, aggrieved for himself. "Go back! I'm going this way." "Uncle Liu, you are coming tomorrow." "Definitely. But don't say it first, everyone will think it's fun when I break into it. It's boring to talk about it first, isn't it?" "No, I won't say a word. But you're coming!" "Sure, sure. You go back!" Jiadong got on his bike and left. Liu Weizu stared blankly at his back for a while, then turned around and returned to the city from Snake Road.Along the way he felt his chest explode with rage. Jiadong said that his birthday tea party started at four o'clock in the afternoon, and Liu Weizu calculated the time accurately, and arrived at a quarter after four o'clock.Jiadong went to open the door, and as soon as the door opened, he shouted in surprise: "Ah! Uncle Liu, you really have it! Is this a birthday present for me? Haha, you really have it!" "Of course it's a gift for you. A fifteen-year-old boy should have such a gift." Following the sound, Liu Weizu and Jiadong came in one after the other.Jiadong pushed a brand new medium-sized motorcycle, so excited that every hair on his face was smiling.He said again and again: "This gift is great, this gift is great, Uncle Liu, you are amazing, I really like this car!" Following the appearance of Liu Weizu and the motorcycle, the people who were talking immediately fell silent. "Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, I am an uninvited guest who is here to celebrate Jiadong's birthday. Is it okay to come uninvited?" Liu Weizu said nonchalantly.After speaking, he greeted everyone present one by one, shook hands and patted shoulders with Wang Hongjun and Guo Xinzhi. "Long time no see! Have a better time!" Greeting Zhuang Jing, he squeezed her hand hard. "Mrs. Tan, it's Jiadong's birthday. Why do you ask others not to invite me? Did you forget?" He laughed so much that his mustache trembled. "..." Zhuang Jing understood that Liu Weizu was here to make trouble for her.Seeing his confident attitude, she couldn't imagine what kind of actions he would take?Would he humiliate her in front of everyone?Will they joke about their past relationship? "I... just forgot." She finally said insincerely.When I said it, I was thinking in my heart: "If I knew this, I might as well invite him!" "Forgot? Hehe..." Liu Weizu sat on the sofa. "It's not a big deal for a child's birthday. How dare you disturb Mr. Liu? Mr. Liu dare not accept such an important gift." Tan Yunliang smiled dryly while busy pouring wine for Liu Weizu. "This gift is too heavy. Besides, we haven't allowed Jiadong to ride a motorcycle yet." Zhuang Jing had regained her composure. She politely said to Liu Weizu, and then turned to Jiadong: "Jiadong, you can't accept this gift. Return the motorcycle to Uncle Liu—" "Why do you have to pay it back? I don't! You control me all the time, you don't allow this or that. I'm already fifteen years old, and I can't ride a motorcycle yet? Alexander started riding a motorcycle when he was fourteen, and I Don't return it. Uncle Liu gave it to me, not to you." When Jiadong heard that he was asked to return the motorcycle, he was so anxious that he confronted his mother, shaking both hands. He refused to let go of the royal blue motorcycle, touched the handle and then the light, looked at the wheels and then at the fuel tank, with an air of fascination that he couldn't put it down. "Jiadong, don't contradict your mother, what your mother said is right, you have to be obedient." Tan Yunliang persuaded Jiadong kindly. Jiadong kept silent, just fiddled with the motorcycle blindly. "Returning the birthday gift from a friend? I don't think it's very good! I don't accept it back. This car was the one I said good things to him for an hour last night, and the shop owner drove me to his shop. It was because I knew him, otherwise he would not be willing to kowtow to him. It is forbidden by law to do business after the shop is closed! I risked breaking the law to buy a gift, but Mrs. Tan actually refused to accept it. How can that be?" Liu Weizu said a long list, touching his beard for a while, frowning for a while, with expressive expressions. "We appreciate your kindness, but we dare not accept it. The main reason is that Jiadong can't ride—" "Of course I can ride. I have ridden Alexander's bike several times." Jiadong suddenly raised his head from the motorcycle, interrupting his mother's half-speak. "Yes! Jiadong can ride. He is already a young man. He can have his own interests and life. How can adults always treat him like a baby?" Liu Weizu helped Jiadong. "Weizu, every parent has their own way of educating their children, and outsiders should not influence it." Elizabeth couldn't help interjecting. "Ah! Lovely Elizabeth, what you said is really reasonable. I promise I won't give you a motorcycle on Mitch and Katia's fifteenth birthday." Liu Weizu had already finished half a glass of whiskey, and motioned Tan Yunliang to give it to him again. Pour a second glass. "How is your decoration work?" Guo Xinzhi deliberately changed the subject. "You mean the work of painting the walls! Come on, come on, it's more than half done." "What are your plans after finishing?" Xu Conghui asked. Liu Weizu noticed that Zhuang Jing and Tan Yunliang were waiting for the answer attentively, so he snorted twice and said emphatically: "Oh—what's your plan? I think——Heidelberg is a beautiful place. Nakajiang is so beautiful! It's hard to be willing to leave, and there are good friends like you here." He circled a semicircle with his hands, Direction touches everyone present. "So, I'm afraid that I'm really going to settle down here." He intuitively felt that Zhuang Jing and Tan Yunliang were trying their best to control, not letting disappointment show on their faces, a kind of pleasure after a successful prank, immediately in his heart breed. "This place is worth settling in." "Are you telling the truth or are you talking nonsense?" Wang Hongjun asked with concern. "You're asking me, I don't know if it's true or nonsense." Liu Weizu secretly glanced at Zhuang Jing, and found that there was a glint of hope on her worried face, so he touched his chin , and said: "Ninety-five percent is true. I am a bird tired of flying, looking for a branch to perch." After speaking, there was a burst of laughter, except Zhuang Jing, no one knew him Why are you laughing?But the awkward atmosphere was turned into harmony by this smile.After that, no one mentioned the motorcycle again. After eating at Tan Yunliang's house, it was already dark.Guo Xinzhi said that the child should go to bed quickly, and the family drove away immediately.Elizabeth also kept saying that it was too late, and Mitch and Katia had to go back to rest.Wang Hongjun comforted her by explaining that tomorrow is Pentecost and the school is on holiday, so it doesn't matter if it is a little later.Then he said to Liu Weizu: "Get in the car, I will send them back first and then I will send you." "You don't need to see me off, I have feet, so I can walk." Liu Weizu put his hands in his trouser pockets, and was about to start walking. "You don't need to deliver anything, come, come, get in the car." Wang Hongjun pulled Liu Weizu back and pushed him into the car. Wang Hongjun sent Elizabeth and the two children home, and then continued to drive to Liu Weizu's residence. As soon as the car started, he asked: "Hi! What's the matter with you today? Did you deliberately disturb the situation? Did you get along with Mr. Tan and his wife? I think you seem to be against them on purpose? Parents don't allow their children to ride motorcycles. Why do you Why don’t you want to give motorcycles? Besides, this gift is too heavy for you and them. You have a total income of 20,000 marks, and a motorcycle costs four or five thousand. What do you ask them to think?” "How can I control what they think? What I want is for the family to be happy." In fact, Liu Weizu's deliberate opposition was fully revealed in his tone. "You said you didn't get on well with them? Then why didn't they invite you?" Wang Hongjun asked bluntly, covering his face in the darkness. "Ask them yourself! Especially that lady, she has a ghost in her heart." "Really? I don't think so. I think they are very honest couples." "What is loyalty? It's just wearing a mask." Liu Weizu snorted. "Hey! Aren't you so extreme and unreasonable? What kind of people do you need to meet your standards? Why can't you tolerate two honest people?" "I despise these people's aspirations and hypocrisy, and I want to pierce their masks." Liu Weizu said without any shame. Wang Hongjun didn't make a sound, and drove the car silently for a long time before he said leisurely: "What are you doing? You're against the whole world? Why bother?" "I hate hypocrisy, and I don't want to be fooled anymore. I want to tell the truth and do the truth." Liu Weizu was stubborn to the end. Wang Hongjun sighed and fell silent again.When he arrived at Liu Weizu's residence, he turned off the car and said slowly: "You keep scolding the world for hypocrisy and worshiping the truth. This is good and right. Who has a conscience who doesn't worship the truth? But, brother, have you ever thought that being fake is bad, but it's not necessarily true if it's too real. That’s good. To be honest, what I see every day is the most real, a woman giving birth, a new life, without any modification, without any cover-up, just coming out of the mother’s womb naked and bloody, that’s true enough, isn’t it? That couldn't be truer. But is it beautiful? I tell you, boy, it's not beautiful. That little thing is like a blistered specimen, with wrinkled skin, and a little puffy, and dirty looking .When he is really good-looking, it is after he is washed and put on clothes and wrapped up. You see, without modification, 100% authenticity is still not enough.” "Oh?" Liu Weizu was surprised by this statement. "People always say that women are good at acting. But when they lay down on the delivery bed to give birth, they can't do it. She grunts and screams, with a big naked belly, and that's not real anymore, but that's also true."真丑。无论什么胃口的男人，也不会因为一个产妇的表情太真实而爱上她。你崇拜真实，难道你会爱上一个第一眼看到的时候，是在产床上躺着生产的女人吗？” “我？”刘慰祖听得出神，没料到王宏俊会这么问上一句，颇有点狼狈。“不管她是不是躺在产床上，我都不会动心。我连自己都不爱，哪里还会爱上什么别的人？”他慢吞吞的，有点伤感的说。 王宏俊隐约的叹了一口气，无可奈何的道： “你真的对人生这么绝望吗？我不相信。你呀！还是心情太年轻，缺乏磨练。我告诉你，人跟人的关系并不见得像你想的那么绝望。一个人怎么会谁都不爱呢？就算真的不爱自己，也不见得就不会爱别人，譬如说我，我爱卡蒂亚和米契就比爱我自己还爱得凶。如果你是父亲的话，你也会和我一样。” “绝不可能。就算我有孩子，我也不重视这个关系。我既不会像一般当父母的那样，为子女牺牲，也不会欺骗子女，叫他们爱我孝顺我。总之，这些你们认为又好又重要的人伦关系，在我心里什么也不是。也许你听不惯这些话，那也没别的办法，至少我说的是真话，是我心里想的。”刘慰祖边说边下了车，站在车门口继续说。“我知道，你心里在骂我没人性，是吗？那也没关系，我不在乎，人性是什么？有什么好？我根本不想有。”他把车门砰的一声关上了，朝王宏俊摆摆手，就要往院子里去。王宏俊忙把车窗转下来，伸出头叫住他。 “喂！没人性的人，明天到处关门，你一个人怎么过呀？” “不知道怎么过，今天想明天的事，太早了吧？”刘慰祖停住脚步，瘦高的身材在幽暗的夜色中像个黑影。 “明天我们全体去江边烤肉，你也来嘛！” “老王！”刘慰祖嘿嘿的直笑。“我的仁慈、富同情心、一心一意想做真君子的老王，你对你这个冷血的朋友做的已经很够了，就是你现在不认我是你的朋友，我也说不出来什么了。何必呢？明知道我去了会使大家不高兴，包括你自己——” “慰祖——” “喏，喏，喏，别认真，就算我瞎说的。我明天不去，我要好好的睡一场门头大觉。” “唉，随你吧！”王宏俊关上车窗，摆摆手，慢慢的开着车走了。 刘慰祖站在街沿上，看不到一个行人，听不到一点声息，天空是黑黝黝的，没有一点星光月色，整个天地像似沉在海底了，阴沉得悸人。风在夜里就强劲起来，从他松垮垮的破甲克领子往里钻。他耸耸肩，拉上了拉链，朝着黑色的天空咬咬牙，傲然的想：“我不怕你，我什么都不怕，我跟你拼到底。”