Chapter 13 Part 2 Finding a Street Wooden Figure Named Happiness

Part 2 Finding a Street Wood Figure named Happiness (1) Do you have any medicine to cure my chronic illness that fell at a young age? You are just too stingy to give. And I will definitely not ask you for it. Xiaodao, Xiaodao, I am not your lover in the past and present.I just didn't pay attention, I owed you a penny in my last life, and I had to pay you back in this life, and I was afraid that you wouldn't accept it, and I would have to look for you to pay it back in my next life. All willing.Let's play "wooden doll". What is a "wooden doll"?It's so red: two people, two hands clapping each other at the same time, chanting formulas while clapping, the wooden doll can't move or laugh!When the last word is pronounced, you have to make a good posture, and you can no longer move or smile.Whoever laughs first will hit the palm of his hand.This was played by the children in our neighborhood when we were young.

He laughed and said Xiao Nanman, stretched out his hand, and gave me a high five: Chop, chop, snap, snap! I restrained myself and murmured: Wood, head, male, boy, wu, get, move, wu, get, laugh! The two people stopped moving suddenly, you looked at me, and I looked at you. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his hands resting on the railing, squirming blatantly, like a reptile. It moved, and I said, come out with your hands, hit!He didn't resist, and obediently let me hit him. After hitting him once, he was in a hurry to dodge.Because the other hand was dishonestly and lightly placed on my waist.He looked at me with a smile.

Do it again, I say. Wooden doll——do not move——do not laugh— After two seconds of silence, he actually opened his mouth and said, why don't you look into my eyes? How can you talk?Then why don't you look at me? Don't you laugh when you see it? If you don't look at me, you don't laugh; if you don't smile, no one laughs, and it's not fun. Only ghosts dare to look at you!How dare I look at him. I knew you were shy. How do you know.I glanced at him and smiled. Seeing me laughing, he became presumptuous, and his hand swam over to wrap my arms around me.His hands were long, and he hugged his arms full without paying attention.Unable to break free, the whole person stuck to it, making people grit their teeth with hatred.Did I pamper him too much?I think he is half a year younger than me, but he always asks me how old I am, as if I don't know a woman's age, and it is absolutely forbidden to ask.

Thirty-eight years old, he threw a sentence in a vicious voice. Believe it or not.He became serious, and took a closer look at my face: No, it's the corner of the little girl's eye. Bah, gibberish, I spit on him softly. He got the momentum, and he hugged me in his arms logically. It seems to have become small, no matter how suitable it is for him to hold, it seems that the model has been designed long ago.Curled up in his arms, I suddenly couldn't understand the truth. Who am I, don't you know? I hate to say, why are you still pestering me! He didn't make a sound, still spitting his face to bully him, and he couldn't dodge it.Looking at the eyes, they are all soft eye waves.If it was three years ago, I'm afraid he would have been tempted already.

Are you hanging out with other girls in the same way? how come! He loves to be a rascal, and swears that he never drafts, but I can't tell the truth from the fake, so I have to let him go. Afraid that he would be dishonest, he quickly changed the subject: where is your brother? After going to Shenzhen, he said in surprise: How do you know that I have a younger brother? I was annoyed: this man!You yourself told me before, forget it! He laughed and said, look, just now you said that you can't remember anything, don't you remember it very clearly? Knowing that he couldn't argue with him, he let him hug her.

One hand boldly tried to lift up my thin skirt. What can I do here, what should I do if someone comes over, I am angry and anxious. He doesn't care. Beg him in a low voice, next time, next time... next time?Little aunt, he has a bitter face, when will the next time be. I hesitated and said that there was a friend who rented a house in a nearby farmhouse, and we could go there when she went to work. Are you serious? really. Don't let others know, the two of them are secretly plotting, as if they are going to do something bad.I buried my face deep in him.You have to call me aunt from now on.

How can this be done, my little aunt.But don't get along with other women. how come!Only ghosts believe it.The breeze blows over the roof of the girls' dormitory.There are no stars in the night, only the moon is seen. Later, it will be colder, and the camisole, the thin silk skirt and the ice cream will all be put away.I said, let's go there, there are lakes, hills, and small yellow flowers blooming on them! Xiaodao Xiaodao, you lived there five years ago and practiced the piano every day.Your Shuxian's girlfriend will cook for you, waiting for you to become famous. Xiaodao Xiaodao, I didn't know you at that time, and I was still having a little awkward fight with the little boy in school.Everyone knows you're coming out.You are so good-looking, so majestic.

And I don't know you yet. Part 2 Finding a Street Wood Figure named Happiness (2) Knife, you know what?He is younger than you, taller than you, more handsome than you, weaker than you, and more floating than you.He hurried over from the east side of town just to shake my hand and tell me he liked seeing me smile.Then he has to rush back from the west of the city to the east of the city, back to his British girlfriend, and let the night wind blow away the girl's smell from him.He's useless and worthless, you see he only comes to play with me now.I know you don't mind, you never mind me.You said, I will write songs one by one, and love others one by one.

Actually, you're only half right.I would not have loved others, and because you did not love me, I had to love others one by one.They say that a woman is water and a woman, they say she is a woman.I am a good example.Xiaodao, Xiaodao, look at me, how a woman is like water, like a sad poplar!Just one thought of yours has made me so frivolous all my life, can I blame you?If we meet again someday, you still help the woman who slept with you, can you still see me?Can you still see my plain face facing the sky, completely free of dust?Do you know that this woman is left alone for you?If you don't care, the east wind is old, who cares?

You fell in love with the pretty girls from your family in the Western Regions, the long-legged girls from the north, and the sexy girls from France. You fell in love one by one, but you never fell in love with a southern girl.How do you know if you don't love me?How do you know that I am not a woman carefully created by the heavens for you? The fleeting years pass silently, you are beautiful by yourself, and you alone make me grow old suddenly, so unreasonable and domineering! That man is ugly.Fat, lustful, bestial, shameless and vile. But the guitar is completely a guitar, not a weapon, not a solo, not a thought, not a feeling, not loaded with anything, wanton indulgence, straightforward, unstructured, and even cartoony.

He's messing around, making us laugh and entertaining, but by no means funny. Some applauded, some booed, and some were dumbfounded. I suddenly became happy: I haven't seen such a hearty guitar for a long time. I like to have no rules, like to be arbitrary and unscrupulous, so I like the person who plays the guitar.I love guitar when it's not about sadness and anger and ideas.Because it doesn't make you fall in love with it, it makes you happy. A girl stared intently at the person playing the piano, her eyes pious.But when her eyes flicked to mine, they were vicious and defiant. She is only eighteen years old, in her prime. I laughed at her to myself.I'm no match for her, I'm not as plump as she is, young enough and mean enough.She flirtatiously glued her body to any old man playing guitar, leaving their phone number. I saw a lot of people, crying, laughing, making trouble, all kinds of things, I don't know them. I kind of want to cry in someone's arms. At three o'clock in the morning, I finally squatted in front of the bar and cried. I heard someone calling my name.I suddenly blamed: where have you been!I reached out and grabbed the man, trembling all over. It was him, the old man playing the piano. He said, you sang very well just now. I said in frustration, not good. I know, he said, you feel boring, you know that sometimes technology and energy are in conflict. He should have seen me singing in my dark purple dress. He said, you are so small, but when you sing, your voice is so loud, you know, that is totally wrong. I know that's not right.I don't have to sing so loudly, but for all to hear, just because I loved someone. This should have been a secret to me alone. I want to find a bed and have a good sleep. come to me. I'm not going, I said. But you're sleepy, he said. so what!For some reason, I became angry and said loudly, I can't go to your bed just because I am sleepy, right? Xiaodao Xiaodao, can you fall in love with someone behind your back?I feel alone. Really want to start a relationship again.Just this fall. I saw him suddenly before going on stage to perform.The one from three years ago.He passed me inadvertently in the crowd, that pretty but indifferent face. Even his expression didn't change, he was lazy and careless. I turned to him, not wanting to say hello to him. As he was about to pass by, he suddenly said, are you okay? fine. What have you been up to lately? Live. You sing well. out of your business. I hope you sing well. He passed by without looking at me. After the performance, a large group of musicians sat together, eating and drinking.He took a Western woman and sat down at the next table with a few other people, looking only this way with both eyes. After a while, he came over with a glass of beer, sat next to me, and said, cheers. I smiled and said, I don't drink. Look, look, his eyes have changed when he looked carefully. Part 2 Finding the Street Wood Figure named Happiness (3) I saw that no one was paying attention, so I boldly squinted at him. How can I reform? It looks better, he said softly. Bah, I made a gesture to hit him, but he grabbed his hand and refused to let go for a long time. I like to see the way you smile when he lowers his voice like a whisper. I hate him for being glib. He restrained himself and said, do you think I am such a person? I think you are. Damn, he made a grievance: Of course I am not. Of course you are. Okay, I am I am, okay, so you are happy? What can I be happy about, I turned around and ignored him. At this time, he saw the Western woman walking with him look over.Charming almond eyes, wearing a tight red dress, quite charming, but a little haggard, no age can be seen. Hey, let me ask you, how did you meet your British girlfriend. We met at home in Qinghai. When you passed Beijing, she came with you? Of course. I couldn't help but sneer: You are so capable!You are literally tied to a woman. What can I do?He said, if you meet it, you will meet it, and you must meet one in your life. There is a faint pain in my heart.That's right, even a prodigal like you can meet a sincere woman, why don't you see me meet a knife, or someone who treats me well? Go over and say hello, he asked me. Where am I willing to say, don't you know that I'm afraid of strangers. I know, but she likes your band very much, so please do me a favor. I can't stand the begging of such a man.I went over and said to the woman: Nice to meet you! She laughed and said, Nice to meet you, too. I said again, You are a pretty girl. She smiled apprehensively and said, You are also very good-looking. I said, how about in Beijing? She shook her head slightly, not very well. There is a touch of bitterness on her face, I don't understand her Chinese love. I saw you singing on stage last year. You were wearing a deep purple skirt. The wind blows your long skirt, so beautiful.she says. The woman with watery face three years ago also wore the same deep purple long dress, sitting side by side with her current boyfriend on the steps outside the bar door.I didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, I pushed him and gave you ten dollars, can you pretend that you are my boyfriend in front of others? He said, can you pretend that it's not your boyfriend but actually your boyfriend after taking ten yuan. So he didn't speak. After a while he said, watching a show yesterday, I saw that the band's guitarist Knife was wearing a T-shirt that was exactly the same as the one in your closet. I glanced at him and said, the one he had was exactly what I gave. He didn't speak again. Finally off work, he walked up to me and wiped the lipstick off my mouth.I didn't expect him to be so close, so I let him go for a while. The two silently went to the street to eat wontons.It was very late at night, and the street lamps stood in the miserable fog.Those who sell wontons are closing their stalls. There is nowhere to go, so he said, go to my place. I felt that everything was wrong, but I had no reason to refute it, so I had to go to his rehearsal venue. Bought him a bottle of beer on the way.He wanted to give me a drink, but I said I don't drink. He became emboldened after drinking, and kept pestering him in the house, but I always refused to obey him. He then complained, you woman, how can you be so troublesome and waste such time.If it were someone else, it would have been done three times. It was the first time I heard him say such rude words, I couldn't help being sad, I hung my head for a while and said, I am different from those girls of yours. I will be sad, I will be sad. I don't want to be sad, and I don't want to be sad. So wait for dawn.Watching the night cars whizzing past one by one, from far to near, and from near to far.The headlights printed the shadow of the window lattice on the ground and ran past in front of us. In the dark, I say, where are you? He said, I'm right next to you. I heard his breathing, right next to my ear. As long as you turn around, you can hug your warm body. As soon as we turn around, we will all have warm nights and comfort each other. At dawn, I left the house. Been very sick.When he recovered from his illness, he cut his long hair.Winter came in a blink of an eye, and I went to him in a thin gray padded jacket. He wasn't there, there was another boy in the room.I asked him where he was, and he said he didn't know. Never been to that place again. Never had long hair again. How many bars are there in the capital, which ones are newly opened and which ones are closed, I can't find them one by one. The case is three years. Part 2 Finding a Street Wood Figure named Happiness (4) Waking up in the middle of the night, I got up with my clothes on, watching the light coming in from the window, falling faintly on the hanging clothes. The moonlit night three years ago was nothing more than the same, except that it might be more desolate and sad than it is now.The two of them are drifting back and forth, and they don't know where they will go tomorrow. Even if they have friendship, they can't stay together. It's been three years since dawn, the voice and appearance have not changed, but things have changed.Although we have known each other for a long time, we still have to exchange greetings and get to know each other again. Xiaodao, when will we meet again, let me cook you an ordinary home-cooked meal, and let me untie the blue skirt for you again.It's better to be unrestrained than to be reserved, and it's better to be shy than to be ecstatic. The veil of a Shuxian woman should always be replaced by a Luopa with a poem inscribed in eclectic style.If there is a chance to do it all over again, why not give me this chance and let me be the one who betrayed my heart first. I'm afraid I won't be able to be the woman next to your pillow once in this life, right?Fleeting years have turned love into hate, into resentment, into stone, into ashes, leaving nothing but an empty shell, how to love?Even if I take off all my obscene clothes, how much joy can I get?My eyes are empty and I cannot love.I shouldn't love others, and I shouldn't waste my limited youth, but I love you too much, and there is no cure for me.You can enjoy the prosperity and joy of this life for me.How can I not see through it?It was me who was greedy, angry, and infatuated, and actually thought about blaming you, I really deserve to die. You won't laugh at me, say that I love a man, but still love others, laugh that I have loved countless people, but still love you with attachment.You are not a woman, how do you understand a woman, you are not water, you are not Yang Hua, how do you know that Yang Hua and Shui will not be eager, heartbroken, heartbroken to death? Everyone says I'm one of the rare smart women, and I'm only smart in vain.When I was young, the fortune-teller had already said that this child was too smart, and I was afraid that he would be too stubborn and be too tired to accomplish anything. Can't help clapping my hands and laughing: Yes, yes, since I met a small knife, a stubborn and stubborn heart has become gentle with you, becoming warm and self-aware, humble and exquisite, as if I have begun to understand everything, and I will not be arrogant and self-willed anymore . In fact, I like him to sit in the audience and watch me sing in silence.Just as I like to sit under the stage and quietly watch him sing on stage. His voice is melancholy, pure melancholy like a child, and what is even more touching is his youth and his carelessness. We rarely talk. I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He came to hug me after drinking, just like that time three years ago.Very strange, it turned out to be just right.The two were a little surprised, a little happy and confused.Closing his eyes, he stroked his long hair.And I, too, have long hair. What I loved then was the knife.Absolutely refused to Meng Lang. He occasionally sings "Sweet Honey".He sang very well.A little warmth from the cold was the little comfort I could get at that time. Sweet honey, how sweet your smile is... At that time, Liming and Maggie Cheung's "Sweet Honey" had not yet come out.Maggie Cheung later became a movie queen, Liming later became popular again, prosperous and glorious, changing like a revolving lantern, but Luotuo is still Luotuo. After he left, I sang "Sweet Honey" every night, and even the guys in the bar laughed and sang along.I can't sing as well as him.Where do I have his luxury and youthful decadence? Later, I left the bar. He came to see me at night.The two looked at each other and laughed.He has a girlfriend with knotted hair, and I also have a boyfriend who loves me.The reunion is something we have never thought about, and we don't know what to do, so we can only talk about him from left to right. Two people were poor three years ago, and he is still poor now. What a boy, I have long admired him, and now there is already a shadow of wind and frost on his face.Such a boy is always a prodigal son, who can't love women and can't be a fool.He also relies on Western women for his livelihood, but I don't have to.As long as I am willing, as long as I live for a few more years, seize the time when I am young, and manage it carefully, I will always have a bright future.I am ice-snow smart and talented, not every woman can be like me.At that time, I will already be a famous woman, and I will look down on the world. I don't know if I will take the knife from Yuanmingyuan village in my eyes. So he said to him, when I become famous, you will be my lover. It's better to be with you before you became famous, he sighed. Really like me? I really like you. I laughed at his hypocrisy, and laughed at me even believing in hypocrisy. I like to see you smile like this. It would be great if you always smiled at me like this.He's always giving me a laundry list of sweet words, tax-free. Talking nonsense again, knowing that I am so good, why didn't you see me three years ago?I have a bad cough. Are you sick? yes. What disease? Can't get better. You are talking nonsense, you need to slap your mouth.He grabbed my hand and hit me lightly. I sighed, do you miss me when I die? In no mood. Heartless! Who told you not to be nice to me. Who refuses, where is your girlfriend? She doesn't like me talking to you.She wants me to go back to England with her, she's going to drive me crazy. I laughed and said, you idiot, I went there. He said, if we have 50,000 yuan, it is better for us to fly away. where to go Part 2 Finding the Street Wood Figure named Happiness (5) Go south, he said, it's warmer there. What an idiot, I said. He called his girlfriend on my cell phone: yes, I'm rehearsing... ok, I'll be right back... what?OK, I'll bring you one on the way. I looked at him without realizing it. I thought I was an indestructible vajra. Bought him tea to drink, okay, send him back to his girlfriend. The two sat on the side of the road, waiting for the bus.The cars passed by one by one, giving us dust all over our eyes.He put his arms around me.Still the same, everything is just right. I wish I could keep waiting like this.But he said that he would rather go to the end of the car with me, to a happier and freer place. I don't know when the next meeting will be, and I don't know if we will still recognize each other when we meet again. He carefully told me not to wear perfume next time. As if I did something wrong, I panicked and said: Have you smoked you? No, I'm afraid she will find out and make trouble with me. He kissed me and said, I'll call you. I stood behind him and said quietly, be careful on the road. He can't hear. I went to his house secretly, and saw that the door was locked, and it was a place of upside down. He won't let me see it, but I want to see it. Pushing open the door, I saw a huge bed, full of bright red and emerald green, gorgeous and shocking.It is a gentle town, a place where he has fun with other women. He said, what is there to see.Then pushed down my sofa in the living room. I am a customer after all.Before he left, he couldn't see me off, so I had to turn around and remind me carefully: there is my lipstick on the teacup, I have to wash it carefully, don't let anyone find it. A month later, he went to England with his girlfriend. I never saw him again. I will give myself to him, this stranger.In the middle of the uninhabited buildings, in the lonely sky above the city, in this empty room, I long to intertwine with his fingers, and I long to have my clothes removed bit by bit by him.In the lifeless jungle of concrete and steel, my body is the only warmth.I want to give him, all bones, skin and blood, without reservation.I want him to touch me with his guitar-string hand, as he would touch his harp.I want him to touch every inch of my body.Even the people I love don't have that right.I just really want him.When one side of the earth is full of gunpowder, I just want to turn the clouds and rain with him, and turn upside down.I want him to occupy my body mercilessly.In the city, he never loved me, and I never loved him.It is precisely because I can't love each other and never can love each other that I can be so decisive, indulgent, shameless and happy, and my screams can override the gunfire of all countries at war. Lingering in laziness looked up, but saw the knife.Standing quietly by the bed, I think it's been a while. I was surprised and delighted: you are back? Are you coming to love me?But I have promised others. Don't you think it's a pity that I'm getting along with someone else? Xiaodao just smiled, and said to me after a long time: "Haven't started to leave yet!" I just realized that I was going to leave. I put on makeup, okay?I traced the eyebrows and eyes in detail, danced with long sleeves, handed them away, looked back, and frowned, with all these layers of costumes wrapped around my body, and this thick powder on my face, how could you recognize me? I owe you a penny in my previous life!Xiaodao, I want you to smile coldly and watch this silent scene for you from beginning to end!I am not afraid that you will see my old face, but I am afraid of seeing your old dragon bell!I said that I am determined to be famous all over the world, how can I be willing to surpass you.How about letting me be the most humble and the one who loves you the most in the shadow behind you! Xiaodao, Xiaodao, you must remember it next time, my name is A Fei, the woman who loves you the most.On stage she sang: All the one-night lovers suddenly disappear in the morning Chastity and licentiousness—the same face! My play is over this autumn, why can't I hear applause and see you?Why is autumn so short? God has arranged for it to start all over again, asking me to really love again?Well, I don't want it anymore, if there is an afterlife, don't let me see you again, I don't want to get sick again.Arrange another beautiful man for me, so that I can also know about the love affair in the world, so that I can get drunk as much as I want. When will I be able to repair it once, let me play with the wooden doll with you, don't move or laugh.Let me bow my head in front of you, hold back a smile, hold back a cavity of love and tears, I will definitely stop moving, and stay with you for one more second until you foul.Let's turn into dolls made of wood and put them in the window of time, not moving or smiling, okay? Let's play with wooden dolls now. The wooden doll must not move or laugh.