Chapter 7 Chapter 1 Soul Exodus (4)

Taipei on this day is very strange, the sky is surprisingly blue, and the ground is covered with endless dead branches and fallen leaves, and they are all green and green.At first, Marty avoided the branches and leaves, but later he simply walked on the leaves, walking non-stop, moving forward when encountering a green light, and turning when encountering a red light. How great would it be if a person could escape from his own soul?At least this way you don't have to carry too much memory baggage.The more Marty tries to escape, the more vividly he recalls his life.In this life, the most desired things are gone, but the most undesirable situations are lingering.The news of Jason's death didn't cause her much grief. Spiritually, what Jason could take away with him has gone with him many years ago. All these years, there is only an empty shell left, like a piece that Jason put into the sky. It's a kite, I haven't played it for a long time, but I forgot to loosen the string tied at this end.She couldn't figure out why she was at such a disadvantage. Lian Jiesheng entered the underworld five years earlier, and she continued to fight against the strength at the other end along the line, hovering alone in the sky.

After walking for a long time, her clothes were soaked with sweat, her blouse was a little skewed, the heel of her right foot was a little loose, and a lot of fine fallen leaves stuck to her ankles.Wave after wave of people passed her by, but couldn't see her sadness when they saw her. "What a poor woman," they thought.Yes, what a down and out woman I am.Marty answered their imagination with blank eyes.He was so destitute that he couldn't find a decent dress to wear even to attend the wedding of his only friend in college.The light pink dress she was wearing was a short top and pleated miniskirt that was in fashion this year. Marty wanted to own one but couldn't buy it. Finally, he bought it at a cheap price at a street stall. After I put it on, I discovered the reason why the dress was cheap: the top and the miniskirt were different shades of pink, probably from different sources of defective goods.The slight difference in color just shows that they are cheap patchwork and just highlights the poverty of their owners.

Over the years, countless jobs have been changed.Whenever the excitement of a new job disappears, the constraints on work and rest deeply annoy her, and when she is extremely unfree, she lets go and starts all over again, so Marty has never accumulated the money and status that people of her age should have.Jason died, but she never forgot what she said to him: "Sabina, live for your own feelings." It's so easy to say, but in the end, it turns out that every choice is for others The situation explained?People say you have to find something serious to do, so Marty goes to work; people say you're too old, so Marty gets married; She dared not let people know that she had resigned.

Looking back, Marty literally had nothing.Even her husband went far away, in South America, where she never wanted to go, to build dams for people she would never know. The cement dams were designed with precise mechanical coefficients, and the gentle waters of an entire valley were saved. , what a great project!But facing the distance between him and Marty, which is as dry and barren as a desert, he can't do anything about it.Marty subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, how could it be possible?How could it be possible to live such a bad life?Jason, how easy it is for you to go...

Finally, she came to the intersection of Taipei City and Xindian. On the road next to the river embankment, on the left is a half-desolate river bed overgrown with weeds, and on the right is a night market. It should be said that the night market has not yet awakened in the setting sun. Marty felt a little out of breath, the field of vision in front of him began to spin like a record, and his steps were a little sloppy.A large clump of green trees blown down by the wind blocked her footsteps, and Marty felt hesitant. She had the desire to bury herself in the branches and leaves, but strangely, the whole green tree came alive as if to herself. Come over.

Just in front of this overturned acacia tree, Marty fell down, and the soft branches and leaves supported her body. Marty's lovely light pink pleated skirt unfolded among the green leaves, like a pink stamen. relax.Before losing her vision, she happened to see a sky as clear as a sapphire. How could it be so blue today?Marty closed his eyes. The young policeman had radioed an ambulance, and now he bent over Marty for a closer look.According to his judgment, the young woman was only temporarily exhausted. Her pale lips showed the possibility of heat exhaustion. The police were trained to move her to a shaded place and loosen her muscles. Clothes buttons, but neither of these seem to be easy to implement, and there is no suitable venue nearby.The police checked her handbag, and the contents were simple: a small Thai silk purse, a lipstick, half a pack of tissues, a bunch of keys, and a small light green book titled "The Life of a Cell" ".The title of the book felt very strange to the police, and when he opened the book, he saw a red envelope in it, which said, wishing Linda and Tianhua-jun a happy life for a hundred years.Regards Marty.There are two thousand eight hundred yuan in the red envelope.

The police let out a breath of determination, picked up Marty's handbag, hugged Marty with both hands, and led her to the concrete stone pier on the river bank across the road.And Marty woke up at this moment. "Put me down, let me down." The policeman put Marty down in astonishment.As soon as she fell to the ground, she collapsed directly, and the passers-by who watched were all exclaimed.Marty retched and gasped for air facing the asphalt.The policeman leaned over and offered his hand, and said softly, "Give me your hand." Marty looked up into the cop's face.This is a young and handsome face.She was still panting, unable to comprehend the situation in front of her.

"We're causing a traffic jam. Give me your hand, Miss Ma. Is your last name Ma?" Marty tamely took the policeman's hand, and the policeman helped her to the embankment, waving away the onlookers.Marty sat on the stone pier according to the police's instructions. The policeman returned the handbag to her, and Marty hugged the bag tightly to his chest.The policeman also sat down next to her, wiping his sweat absently. "Where do you live? I'll take you home." "I don't have a home." "...So where do you want to go? Or go to the hospital for an examination? I called an ambulance."

"I don't want to go to the hospital. Can you tell the ambulance not to come? Please." "Are you sure you're okay? I think your face is still ugly." "Really I'm fine. Thank you. I'm just... sad." "Oh." The young cop looks at the rosy sunset on the edge of the city.He's trained in incident handling, but conversations with young women have always been difficult for him.Basically, he has already left work, and the woman's physical condition is generally safe. He can finish his duty today, but there is a premonition on Marty's face that he can't ignore.He'd seen that look on the face of someone trying to jump off a building once, in an FD 2 incident, meaning a successful suicide attempt.

Marty got off the stone pier, and the policeman hurriedly stood up, and Marty gave him a forced smile. "I'm really fine, I'm leaving. Thank you for your help, please don't follow me." It was getting dark rapidly, and the police wanted to stop her, but they didn't know how to speak.Marty had crossed the road and waved back to him. The police watched her from behind, and the passers-by who had been watching just now looked at her.Marty just wanted to get out of the area quickly.But the feet were surprisingly sore and weak, and all the fatigue from the journey was fulfilled at this time.Now Marty is standing on the edge of the night market, and the stalls have been lit up and busy.Marty looked back and saw that the policeman was still watching her. She wanted to find a place to sit and let the observer give up his worries, but where?In front of me is a chicken stall with wolfberry and winter bamboo shoots, I don't want to eat it.Next door sells "squid snail meat and garlic", and next door is a bubble ice stall with cheerful little light bulbs.Isn't there a quiet place to rest your legs around here?

A wave of blue light surged like sea water, and a cold circle of light enveloped her.Marty looked back and saw that the coffee shop behind him, which was completely out of tune with the night market, was lighting up the signboard. The blue light like sea water pierced into the depths of her heart.The sign reads "Sad Coffee Shop".