Chapter 14 autumn river

"Would you like almond porridge?" A very fashionable woman of twenty-three or fourteen leaned against the table by the window and asked him from a distance. "Come here! Come here and I'll tell you." He lay under the thin silk quilt on the copper bed, smiled, faced her, and answered her without any energy.The Zhuluo dome tent on the bed is probably set up high because there are no mosquitoes.The copper stalks of the copper bed that the light shines on only reflect a thin light blue silk quilt, and at one end of the quilt, there is a miniature figure of a charming young man resting his head on the white eiderdown pillow.On the east wall, between the bed and the window table, there is a wardrobe. In the large mirror on the wardrobe, a mahogany dressing table placed opposite is empty, and there are several leather suitcases stacked beside the table. .There is a large window in front, and there is a table in the window, and the garden is downstairs outside the window, so standing in front of the table in the window, you can see many red and white roofs and green trees in the distance.

The young man was sleeping on the bed and looked out the window, only to see the half-curved blue sky, and a kind of clear and refreshing autumn air that he could feel even though he couldn't see it.She stood in front of the table by the window, with the clear sky as the background, her unkempt hair, oval-shaped smiling face, dark pupils, pale red silk vest, and fat white legs hanging from the left and right shoulders. Her arms, and the tired look on her face that everyone had when she got up in the morning, made the young man who was sleeping on the bed discover many beautiful features that he hadn't seen until now.

He lay lazily under the quilt, smiling and nodding his head, beckoning her over.She smiled at him, first walked to the basin of the dressing table, washed her hands, and then went to the bed.In the mirror of the closet, she was wearing a pair of white gauze shorts, her two tender legs below the knees, and a pair of lovely seven or eight inches long fleshy feet in embroidered slippers. , and at the same time, it also showed the squirming of the body with many curves from the waist down to the knees. She walked to the bed, faced the boy, and sat down sideways.The boy stretched out a white and thin hand from under the quilt, and pinched the big arm under her shoulder.Seeing him smiling at her, she asked him again:

"What do you have to say?" He nodded and said softly: "Put your head down!" She leaned on him, and put her ear to his face, and he stretched out another hand from under the quilt, hugged her half-naked upper body obliquely, and kissed her mouth several times one after another.She was teased by him once, then she sat up, put away her smile, and asked him again: "Really, do you want something to eat? You haven't slept all night. Are you not hungry?" He just smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I don't want to eat anything. It's still very early. Come and sleep for a while!"

"It's almost ten o'clock, and it's still early!" "Come back to sleep for a while!" "Bah! Bah!" After cursing like this, she walked up to the dressing table to comb her hair. The young man glanced at the light autumn sky in the quilt, and read a few words intermittently: "...The six-foot dragon beard is newly rolled up, it is already cold. When the weather is not cold....The crystal curtain is rolled up near the autumn river...." Poetry, and then After looking at her back and the pair of white arms crossed above her head, she asked and answered a few times in a daze:

"Why don't you ask your aunt to comb it for you?" "You sleep here like this, it would be nice to ask your aunt to come up!" "What are you afraid of?" "Where is there a son who sleeps on his mother's bed? If they see it, don't you be ashamed to death?" "What are you afraid of?" He opened his mouth ahh, yawned, stretched his waist, and said another sentence: "Look at combing your hair under the crystal curtain." Then he fell into a drowsy sleep. At the end of Xiafei Road in Shanghai's Dharma Realm, there is an alley that turns to the north; thirty to fifty steps from the entrance of this alley, there is a clean three-story bungalow among green flowers and trees. In the sunny morning air of early autumn.This bungalow is the residence of Governor Lu of K Province in Shanghai.

The wise Dujun Lu was born in Ma Bian, and after a lot of painstaking efforts, he got his current position.He probably obeyed Lao Tzu's precept of contentment, and he didn't want to be promoted to be president again. He collected eight or nine million yuan every year, enjoying the happiness. His wife was originally the widowed sister of a certain Shangguan Xietong when he was the leader. At that time, he was newly mourned, and someone arranged for him, so they got married; within a few months of marriage, she gave birth to a son. As for the child, he didn't know who gave birth to the child, because there were many people in and out of Xietong's family, so he couldn't specify whose son it was.And Xietong is a great benefactor who single-handedly promoted him. Although he was not very satisfied with his wife's death, Lu Biaotong, who regarded fame and wealth as the first righteousness in life, did not have the courage to pursue these scandals, so Maomaohuhu recognized the child as his son; in fact, when he was working in Shandong, he contracted a serious disease. Although the sexual instinct is still there, the ability to reproduce has long been lost.

More than ten years of wars have ruined China's national line and ordinary people.However, Lu Biaotong's foundation was consolidated day by day; after the revolution, he expelled several upper officials, and gradually rose to his current position.Among the wives and concubines he bought and seized one after another and many of his subordinates, whom he teased at will, the one he loves the most is the one who was employed by the women's teacher in K province the second year after he arrived in K province. A concubine married by force. She was only nineteen years old at the time, and because the warlord was going to visit her school that day, she became the representative of the whole school and presented an embroidered painting to the warlord.Dujun Lu was originally a rough martial artist, and he had never tasted the taste of a female student. After meeting her that day, he created some disturbances out of nowhere, and used coercion, half-bought and half-robbed her, and finally took her Became a tame bird in a cage; such a thing is not considered a miracle in the eyes of civilization in China.But this female student is a bit old fashioned, she has always been very indifferent to Lu Dujun.

Dujun Lu has always been a person who obeys his word when it comes to women, but she always shows a somewhat rebellious and indifferent attitude, which arouses his love even more. Dujun Lu's house at the end of Xiafei Road was also bought for her, and it was prepared for her to use when she came to Shanghai every year. This summer, due to the tight military affairs, Governor Lu was afraid of major changes, so he sent her to live in Shanghai, and asked for the protection of foreigners; He was also very grateful. His son is nineteen years old this year. Dujun Lu sent two translators to accompany him to study in the United States two years ago.He was getting bored with those dirty American women every day.So before this summer vacation, he brought two translators back to China.As soon as he arrived in Shanghai, he was waiting for him on the pier.The one who took the car with him and picked him up back to his residence on Joffre Road was his nominal mother of the female student whom he had fantasized about two years ago.

His nominal mother, when he first went to the United States, was still somewhat hostile to Governor Lu, so she didn't have any special feelings for him.Jing Qie was still young at that time and often lived with his biological mother.The relationship between her and him has become even more unfamiliar. The day before the ship arrived was a very hot day in mid-June. She was at the residence on Joffre Road and received a telegram from the ship saying that he would arrive in Shanghai tomorrow afternoon. She was still very calm.In the afternoon of the second day, she was idle and bored. After finishing her lunch, she lay on the bed for a while, feeling very hot, so she got up and changed her clothes, took a car to the pier to pick him up, so that she could take in some cool breeze, The second thing is to show some kindness to him, other than that, she really doesn't have any evil thoughts in her heart.

When her car arrived at the pier, the boat had already docked, and she didn't get out of the car because there were so many porters and passengers going up and down.She instructed the driver to squeeze into the boat from the crowd to ask questions. After a while, the driver brought over two translators in their thirties, each with a tuft of short beard under their noses, and a dashing young gentleman.The young gentleman walked to the side of the car, smiled at her, and stretched out his hand to squeeze her hand. She blushed, and couldn't help jumping in her heart; but his cold, white face A magic power transmitted from the hand made her intoxicated for a while in a trance.After recovering her self-awareness, she had a few words with the two middle-aged men, and then she invited him into the car and took her home. The luggage and other items were handed over to the two translators. After returning home, she sat in the living room downstairs for a while. She looked at his smiling face and soft voice, and suddenly thought of him two years ago, and felt a strange feeling in her heart. affectionate. Since she came to Dujun Lu, she was moved by the thought of revenge, and she had contact with many men.But she felt that these men were nothing more than machines made of meat.Pressed on her body, although she felt some gravity, sitting across from her, although she could say a few boring phrases from time to time, she had never felt the power of that kind of warm and moving emotion. Now she faced this thin young man in western clothes, she didn't know what to do, she just couldn't calm down, as if something was about to hang from her head. She has been living with him in the other house on Joffre Road for more than half a month.One day, after dinner, she took a car with him to take a cold ride.In the car, he held her fiery palm, talking about his living conditions in the United States in a faint way.She was leaning against him, her eyes just staring blankly at the neat and slender road sinking in the twilight ahead, the dark shadowy trees on both sides of the road, and the weary cicadas among the trees.While she listened to his soft whispers as if in a state of half-sleep, she seemed to be naked and wandered in the garden under the moon. It was an evening in early autumn, and the grass and flowers in the garden were all vying for the last glory, and they were full of red and green flowers.In the middle of the garden was a pool of water, and in the middle of the pool stood a mermaid carved in marble, from which gushed cool spring water from her navel.The moonlight filled the garden, and the forest in the distance was covered with silver brilliance, and thick black shadows formed in the forest, pressing there silently and solemnly.The water spray from the fountain and the microwaves in the pool reflected the bright moonlight, rippling there, and the green grass under her feet and the flowers and plants nearby were also covered with moonlight, being trampled by her softly and silently.She could only hear some very faint sounds of spraying water, and this gurgling and rhythmic sound seemed to come from an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy kneeling at her feet, holding her bare waist and legs with both hands. The mouth of a beautiful boy. After hearing what he said, her lips trembled, she turned her head and glanced at him who was sitting next to her, and unknowingly rolled down two tears.In the dark car, he couldn't see the expression of her emotion, and he was still talking faintly.He twitched his hand, leaned forward and ordered the driver to say: "Turn back, let's go back!" After returning to the residence on Joffre Road and sitting down on the balcony on the second floor, she still couldn't contain her excitement. It was already late, and there were only heavy shadows outside.In the bright blue sky, there were a few swaying stars, and a breeze blew the scent of grass and flowers in the garden downstairs and the sound of the piano from the Western family next door.He just sat silently on a small chair and smoked, sometimes looking at the sky and sometimes peeking at her.She also just sat silently on the wicker chair and stared at the gray-black space.After a pause, he threw the leftover cigarettes downstairs, walked up to her, smiled at her, pointed to a faint starlight in the sky and said: "what is that?" "That's Tianhe!" "Are you afraid that the seventh day of July will be here?" She also smiled and stood up.After taking a deep look at him, she went into the room and said softly: "The ice fruit is completely cold, don't eat it yet!" He immediately followed her in.When she walked under the green veiled electric light, she stood still, turned her head to look at him, said a word, and he, who was following her, suddenly rushed forward because she stopped, and threw himself on the ground. Her body, her turned profile, was also facing his mouth.He stretched out his left and right hands and hugged her tightly.She closed her eyes and leaned her body close to him, only feeling a hot taste on her mouth.It was as if her body had entered a melting furnace, and when she lost all sense of front and back, he let go of her hand, and with a sound of "clap", the electric light was turned off. The fifth day of the seventh month of the twelve-year lunar calendar (Originally published in No. 15 of "Creation Weekly" on August 19, 1923, according to the first volume of "Suppression of Dave's Short Stories")