Chapter 12 12. Grass party

Against monotony, in favor of diversity, Against restraint, for unfettered fanaticism Against Unanimity, For Hierarchy Against spinach, for shelled snails — Salvador Dali In the afternoon, the autumn sun shines on the streets and the crowd, leaving behind light and light shadows. Autumn has sprouted on the trees, and leaves hang on the trees like insect specimens that are gradually turning yellow.The wind blew on the face of the person, and there was a coolness. Some events happen one after another in your daily life, so that you do not notice that the seasons change so quickly and time passes so easily.

Tiantian really went to a reproductive health medical center, and I accompanied him on the first day. It didn't feel good to walk into that building. Something seemed to oppress the body in the air. The corridors, posters, and doctors' faces were all too clean.The doctor who saw the doctor wore big glasses and looked expressionless. While asking Tiantian related questions, he wrote something heavily on the medical record card. "When was the first nocturnal emission? Will there be a natural erection in the morning? Will there be any reaction when reading that kind of book or watching that kind of movie? Is there no successful sexual intercourse? - I mean can penetrate smoothly and last for three days For more than a minute, is there any abnormal reaction in the body?"

Tian Tian's face is getting paler and paler, his forehead is covered with thin beads of sweat, and it's hard to complete his speech. I think at this moment as long as I reach out and pull him up, he will quickly run out of this room.I sat on a chair in the hallway and saw Tian Tian being ushered into a nearby treatment room. He looked terrible, as if he might pass out at any moment.As he walked in the door he gave me a sudden look of horror. I covered half my face with my hand, it was too cruel for him. After a long wait, the door of the treatment room opened, and the doctor came out first, followed by Tian Tian, ​​who lowered his head and didn't look at me.The doctor scribbled on the medical certificate, and he said to Tiantian, "Your reproductive system is normal, and psychological adjustment is the key." He suggested that Tiantian join a hospital's psychiatric treatment group, plus some drug-assisted treatment.

Suddenly, there is an extra content in my daily life. I go to the reproductive health medical center once a week and stay there for a few hours each time.Perhaps it wasn't the therapy itself that fascinated him, but the fact that it contained a group of unspeakable victims like himself.Everyone sat in a circle and took turns to speak, exchanging their own pains and pressures in a tacit understanding. According to my friend, psychologist Wu Dawei, the atmosphere of collective suffering helps to relieve the inner anxiety of individuals. But soon, Tian Tian grew tired of the medical center and the team.He developed a friendship with a young man named Li Le who was a member of the group, and would invite him to participate in activities in our circle from time to time.

Autumn is suitable for outdoor gatherings, and we held a lawn party at Xingguo Hotel.The weekend afternoon sun shone lazily on my body, and the wind brought over the smell of Lysol from a small hospital nearby, which made my nose a little itchy. The surrounding scenery was beautiful, with plants and buildings contrasting against each other, and the warm autumn colors. Plaid cloth is spread out on the grass, some attractive food is placed on it, and friends are scattered around like chess pieces, lying or sitting, like Manet's famous painting "Luncheon on the Grass", which is full of medieval middle-class sentiment I have always been curious and longing for the scene of life.What's more, too much indoor life is too boring. Thinking, writing, silence, dreams, and imagination can make people on the verge of going crazy. Scientists' inhumane experiments have proved that it is enough to lock a person in a closed room alone for four days Make it bounce off the ledge like a runaway marble.It is easy to go crazy.On a postcard my father wrote to me recently (he was traveling with his mother in Hangzhou), he wrote: "Daughter, go outdoors more often. Grass and fresh air are the most precious gifts of life to a person." He now They all use things like aphorisms and aphorisms to communicate and communicate with me.

Li Le also came, wearing dirty and trendy clothes, he is a thin boy with big eyes and a bald head, the first impression I got was saying something like "Fuck, Shit" , And always pinch the tip of the nose nervously, making the tip of the nose red and sharp.I do not like him.It is said that he has been chasing women older than him since he was 10 years old. At the age of 11, he was seduced by the mother of a classmate in elementary school, and lost his virginity prematurely. Since then, he has had more than 50 women from the generation of mothers, aunts or sisters. A year ago, he was caught in bed with someone else's wife, beaten up by the husband and cut off his proud long hair. After being frightened by this, he became impotent.

He is a child of an educated youth, his parents are not in Shanghai, and no one cares about him.Now he works as a salesperson in an Adidas store on Nanjing Road. He usually practices drumming in a basement. There is a loose rock band he formed himself. Rock temporarily replaced sex to soothe his young body and mind.What makes Tiantian have a good impression of him is not only his strange life attitude (indulgence, weakness, innocence, doing his own way), but also because he also loves to read books and think about the ultimate problems of life. Zhu Sha also came to this grass party at my invitation, and brought me a gift, a bottle of Shiseido toner. She said she just brought it back from a business trip in Hong Kong. This bottle is 100m cheaper than Shanghai.It's been a while since I've seen her, but her demure and thoughtful femininity has not changed at all, and she seems to have recovered from the shadow of divorce.

"I heard from my aunt that you have started writing novels again?" She sipped a box of juice and looked at me with a smile.The sun shone faintly on her body, and her body had a natural fragrance like spring grass. "Oh, yes," she handed me a business card, "This is the new company I work for now." I took it over and took a look, and was taken aback. Isn't this the investment consulting company that Mark works for? "Yeah, I'm writing a novel again, hopefully a bestseller so I can afford a trip to Europe," I said. "Where's your boyfriend? Are you still in the same room every day? I can't imagine this kind of life. Doesn't one of you want to go out to work? This is not good, and it makes people less healthy." Zhu Sha said in a gentle way said in a tone.

"We often go out for a walk, and sometimes go to the bar to drink and dance." I said, still thinking that if I travel to Europe, I will definitely be willing to go with me every day. Traveling is not only a time-space migration, but also affects people Psychophysiological effects to some extent.I fantasize about being able to have sex with Tian Tian in an inn in a small town in France (where he can be), then a motel in Germany, an abandoned chapel in Vienna, a 15th-century arena in Rome, a place in the Mediterranean. Only on a speedboat... The story will continue little by little. As long as there is love and desire, the dance of freedom and love will revolve around the forest, lake and sky.

I walked up to Tiantian, sat down, and kissed him. He interrupted the conversation with Li Le and smiled at me. "Let's play UFO." I said. "Okay." He stood up. Under the sun, he looked very young, like a middle school student, with short shaved black hair, black striped cotton clothes, and clear and moving eyes. We looked at each other for a few seconds, a fresh passion re-stimulated the whole body, I felt my heart was pounding, he laughed again, the flying saucer flew around, like a small UFO, it flew to the cinnabar feet.Zhu Sha smiled and handed it to Tian Tian. She was sitting and chatting with Ah Dick, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.

Madonna came over after talking with her friends in the hotel, and played flying saucers with us. The kart master Lao Wu and his girlfriend Xixi were playing flying chess while sunbathing with their backs bare. They all wore sunglasses and their white backs were exposed. In broad daylight, they are a well-matched couple no matter what. A group of people were entertaining themselves on the grass, when suddenly a foreign old lady appeared in front of us with a majestic expression.Madonna and I walked over, and the others continued to play. "I'm sorry, but I want to ask you to get out of here," she said in American English, her tongue twitching. "Why?" I asked in English. "Oh," she shrugged, "my husband and I live in the opposite building," she pointed, and I saw a beautiful French-style three-story building separated by a low fence on the other side of the lawn. The building has a beautiful but useless chimney, stained glass windows, and two vine-climbing balconies surrounded by carved railings. "We always look at this meadow from the balcony." "So what?" My English was very rude.I also don't want to be polite, what the hell is this old American lady trying to do? "But you have destroyed the tranquility of this piece of grass, you have made too much noise and chaos." She said without frowning, her blue eyes were indifferent and irresistible, and she had silver hair similar to my grandma's. Wrinkles, but I really don't think she is kind and amiable.I whispered to Madonna in Chinese what the old lady meant. "What?" She actually wanted to chase us away?Madonna became excited as soon as she heard it. Obviously, this unreasonable request excited her. She is the kind of person who loves challenges and fights. "Tell her that this piece of grass does not belong to her, so she has no right to make this request." I told the old lady what I meant. The old lady laughed, as if she was saying "rude Chinese woman".Madonna lit a cigarette, "We won't leave, old man, go back and rest." The old lady seemed to understand what she said, and still said in tepid English, "My husband is the president of Meiling Bank. We rented the whole house because we took a fancy to this grassland. We are old and need a good With clean air and a clean environment, it is not easy to find a decent piece of grass in a city like Shanghai.” I nodded, "It's not easy, so let's come here to relax." The old lady smiled and asked me, "Have you rented a house too?" I nodded. "How much is the rent?" she asked, and I smiled and said, "This is my private matter, not yours." "Our rent is US$25,000 a month," she said word by word. "This price is related to this grassland. You Chinese also know that a good environment can be sold for a high price, so I ask you to leave here as soon as possible." She smiled, but her tone was strong.Indeed, this price shocked us. I don’t know how old she and her old president are, and whether they have any personal friendship with the owner of this hotel. Madonna is indeed a veteran of the rivers and lakes. She smiled lightly, "OK," She said, "We'll leave, see you later." Along the way, everyone told the story of a sign in the French Concession that said "Chinese and dogs not allowed". It will bring psychological superiority and cultural hegemony, so these new and new human beings experience national self-esteem for the first time, and seriously think about other things in life this afternoon. Tian Tian was in the bathroom at night when Mark called me.I whispered, "Don't call me again, it's not good." He agreed, "but how to contact you?" "I don't know either, maybe I'll call you." "You can install e-mail." He suggested to me seriously. "Okay," I said, and then couldn't help telling him what happened that afternoon, "If you lived in that house, would you drive us out?" I asked seriously, almost a Diplomatic test, about national self-esteem. "Of course not," he said, "that way I can keep watching you."