Amorous Short Stories

Tao Yisu finally made his way home.

He went to India first, and found the security office back then through the address given by Nian Yao's friend. After sitting in the reception area outside for two hours, he found an English-speaking person there to act as a temporary interpreter.Tao Yisu mainly wanted to know if the people from the security office found the body. After all, they found the luggage.It's hard to check over there, and you need ID proof or something, which made Tao Yisu very nervous. I don't know if Nian Yao and the others were in such trouble back then.

Returning in the morning without success, Tao Yisu drank wine with the translator all afternoon. After dinner, the translator drank a little too much, and tried to persuade Tao Yisu to ask for help. Tao Yisu spread his hands, and he didn't know anyone.He wanted to call Nian Yao to ask if there was any way out, but the interpreter was very kind and willing to help, so Tao Yisu invited the meal.

They can't go to the archives room until four or five o'clock in the afternoon to wait for others to help with the investigation.Tao Yisu reported the year and month, and sat at the door with the translator to wait while the staff went to investigate the unclaimed corpses.After checking for half an hour, the staff came out. She was very fat and sweating profusely. She threw the files on the stage, complaining that paper management was too troublesome and should be replaced by computers like in New Delhi.

The translator chatted with the staff, envious that she came from a big city.

Tao Yisu was rummaging around, and saw a familiar face, even though it was pale and deformed, Tao Yisu knew who it was.The records in the file were not in English either, so Tao Yisu interrupted the translator's flirtatious face and asked him to take a look.The translator curled his lips and told him that the body had been donated to the medical school.Tao Yisu was taken aback, and asked which medical school it was. The translation was a bit uncomfortable, and he pointed to a line of words.

Tao Yisu looked at the language he didn't understand at all, patted the translator on the shoulder, and invited him to go with him.

The translator frowned: "I'm not a translator, I'm a teacher."

Tao Yisu looked at him: "Please, I will pay."

The translator thought about it and agreed.

The management office of the medical school was about to leave work. After hearing Tao Yisu's intention, he regretfully told him that she couldn't help either.Tao Yisu's patience wore off a little, and she asked her who could be responsible.She said director.Tao Yisu asked her to call the director, but she didn't want to, saying that she would come back on a working day if she had something to do.

The interpreter also persuaded him, if it doesn't work, he will have a rest for the night tomorrow.

Tao Yisu saw that both of them were not doing well, and was about to leave, when the translator casually said that it seemed that they would not go to work tomorrow, Saturday.Tao Yisu turned around and came back.

He looked at the little girl in the management office: "I don't want to do this either, but I'm in a hurry. You call him, or you will get hurt." Seeing that the situation was out of control, the translator got anxious and wanted to leave, but Tao Yisu grabbed her back .

The management office told the director that there was an urgent document that he needed to sign, and the director agreed to come back.Tao Yisu and the translator went upstairs to the director's office to wait.

Before going up, Tao Yisu thought about it and apologized to the little girl, who gave her a blank look in disbelief.

Tao Yisu sat in the office with the translator and waited, and saw a framed photo on the desk containing photos of the director's family. They had a pair of children.Tao Yisu picked it up and looked at it carefully. Before putting it down, the door was pushed open. The director walked in with the bag. Seeing Tao Yisu holding a photo of his home, he immediately became vigilant.Tao Yisu slowly put down the photo.

The director came in and talked to the interpreter in local dialect, but was stopped by Tao Yisu knocking on the table.

The translator also turned to Tao Yisu and said, "I just told him that you don't want to cause trouble, otherwise he will call the police."

The director can also speak English, he looked at Tao Yisu: "What do you want?"

After listening to Tao Yisu's words and looking at the photo Tao Yisu handed over, he thought about it carefully and said that he could go to the morgue to have a look.The three of them went to the management office to get the keys and went to the next floor to the next floor.

The director asked Tao Yisu and the interpreter to stand at the door, turned on the light, went in first, changed his clothes, put on gloves, pulled one out of the box, thought for a while and pulled out another one from another box, and opened the door. Open white cloth.

Tao Yisu knew at a glance, he turned his eyes away, restrained himself, and then turned back.

The director beckoned them to go, Tao Yisu walked in, but the interpreter didn't want to.

"Is it them?"

Tao Yisu nodded.

Two sentences of the dead body, the father's heart was open, and the inside was empty, a hole was dug at the knee of the left leg, and the blood-losing nerve tube was transparent like a crystalline mollusc eel.The mother's body was disembowelled, and the internal structure was clearly like a picture in a book.The hair was clean-shaven, there was a red seal on the top of the head, a few teeth were knocked out, and the mouth was sunken.

The director said to Tao Yisu: "We don't have a lot of funds, and usually one tool has to perform multiple functions." The director smiled after speaking, very satisfied with his humorous teasing.

Tao Yisu looked at them: "This is my parents."

The director was stunned: "Ah—" walked over to pull up the white cloth silently, and explained: "You know that what we accept is donated by the government, and we don't know what's in it... and no one claimed it. Not good, so..."

Tao Yisu interrupted him and handed over his ID card: "I want to take them away."

The director took it over and looked back and forth, a little embarrassed: "I don't want to say this, but... your ID card has expired, if you want to get it, you have to go to the Chinese consulate in New Delhi first, they will give you the ID card, and we will go this way The process, you can't just take it away as you say...and we have to go to class...although I'm sorry that this happened, but..."

"I'll buy it." Tao Yisu reached out to ask for his ID card back, "You make a price, and I'll buy it without going through the process."

The director was stunned for a moment, and Tao Yisu continued: "You can do whatever you want with the money. If you want to spend it, you can spend it yourself. If you want to buy a corpse, you can buy a corpse. I know that there is such a way, and I have seen it. In short, how to spend money, up to you."

The director thought for a few seconds, and called the translator at the door to come in. The two muttered for a while, and made a price.

Tao Yisu thought for a while after listening, "I'll make a phone call."

They left for the time being, and Tao Yisu called Salim to borrow money, saying it was urgent.Salim was known by Tao Yisu, who was most likely to have money to borrow and was willing to lend it to him.After the phone call, Tao Yisu went back and asked the director to send the body to the funeral home, and he went to the bank to withdraw money.It's all from the former Commonwealth, at least it's convenient, so I took cash and went to the funeral home.

After the two parties confirmed, Tao Yisu watched his parents enter the furnace.He asked the old man next to him: "How long will this take?"

The old man waved his hand: "Soon, much faster than burning alive."

Tao Yisu turned to look at him.

After the burning, the merchant thoughtfully prepared two boxes with small grids on them for photos of the deceased.But Tao Yisu didn't have their photos, so he had to write "Dad" and "Mum" on two pieces of paper and put them in.I paid for the translator and set out on the road with the ashes in my arms.He took a bus overnight to Mumbai, where he planned to fly back.

The plane ticket office told Tao Yisu that he could not bring the urn up there, no matter how Tao Yisu explained, unless he had a death certificate.Tao Yisu said he didn't have any, but what else could these ashes be other than bone ashes, so what if it was soil?What hidden dangers can it cause to safety?

The ticket sales lady was still very polite and told him no way, without a certificate, he could only choose to check it.Tao Yisu took the bus for 6 hours to come here, and it is impossible to take the bus back. Besides, the transaction is behind the back of the security office. Where to get the death certificate, you can go around to see if there is a fake/certificate, but the plane is about to take off. up...

Tao Yisu finally chose to consign the luggage, already like this, what else can he do...

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When it landed, Tao Yisu searched for a long time and found something, but found that the small grid at the front had been rubbed off, and the paper was gone.

Tao Yisu sat in the hall holding two urns, unable to tell which was which.

He was suddenly very tired, and he hadn't slept since arriving in India because he couldn't sleep.

He sat in the lobby for ten minutes, restrained himself, everything was fucking okay, he went home, the airport was full of Chinese, he was okay.

Tao Yisu continued to take the bus to Lishui, and got off at the long-distance bus station. The surroundings have changed a lot, and tall buildings have been repaired.Tao Yisu felt that it was not good to go to grandma's house with the urn in his hands, so he decided to bury it first and then go home.

He exchanged a handful of change and went to several cemeteries close to home based on his memory, some of which are now privately owned.The first one was closed, and the second one moved. I followed the address and explained the purpose of my visit. The girl received him very warmly.

The girl led him around the cemetery, the lawn was green, and flowers were provided regularly, and there were special staff to clean it. Walking through the cemetery was the wall burial area, where each person had a small grid, and the ashes were put in drawers.

After the introduction, the girl asked him which one he likes, Tao Yisu said outside, the girl showed him the price list, Tao Yisu looked at the cheapest one, and swallowed.

"Then, what about the wall burial?" Tao Yisu asked hesitantly.

The girl would be wrong: "Of course, some people will choose that way now, but Chinese people always pay attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots and resting in the soil. You think so."

Tao Yisu's mouth was a little dry, he licked his lips, and asked again: "How much is the wall burial?"

The girl understood: "Ah, I'll get you the price list."

"Thank you." Tao Yisu whispered thanks.

Tao Yisu finally chose No. 78, Fifth Row, Ten. When the staff asked them to write separately, Tao Yisu shook his head: "I can't tell the difference, so let's write 'parents'."

Both the girl and the letter-engraving master gave him a strange look, but did as they said without saying a word.

After everything was done, the cemetery gave him two flowers.

Tao Yisu stood in front of the burial wall. He could see the fifth row without looking up. He was holding two flowers and thought he should say something in the end.

"Dad... I never had the chance to call you dad when I was young, and I didn't call you dad when I had the chance... Well, I don't know if I will disappoint you... I guess I will," Tao Yisu smiled wryly, " I'm not very smart, and I'm not very strong. I feel like I could break down at any time in the past few years, but I don't seem to have any... I probably understand now that you were also running around at that time, and you probably had a lot of things that you couldn't help yourself ,"

Tao Yisu looked at the cemetery in the distance in a blink of an eye, where the sun was shining, a large monument was erected, green grass was blooming around, and small flowers were fragrant.Tao Yisu turned around and put the flowers in front of the box: "I'm sorry, Dad, I have wronged you."

Tao Yisu held another flower, hesitated for a long time before continuing: "... At that time you asked me if I was hungry, but I was a little hungry, but I didn't say... I actually really want to talk to you, I think I'm close to you but I don't know how to do it...I'll tell you a secret...I was at my grandma's house when I was a kid, quarreling with classmates or getting bad grades in exams, I used to miss my mother and cry by myself at night. Then I grew up, I feel ashamed, now that I think about it, I also feel quite naive... I met a girl, she was very nice and took good care of me, her name was Yan Meng, she was kind, gentle and strong, but she probably didn't like me, she was just a nice person Me? I like her very much, but not that kind of liking, just, how should I put it..." Tao Yisu paused, "Oh, I also have a teacher, who is very strange, and treats me very well... Well, also, I have a friend who is married, and many of my friends are older than me... There is a Finn who often stays with me, and he talks very little, really very little, I heard that he records at least a week and only talks Five sentences..." Tao Yisu's memory stopped, his smile gradually disappeared, and he looked down at the flower tenderly: "Look, I can tell you anything, but unfortunately you don't have a chance to ask me... If there is a next life, please don't choose me as your son, I'm a terrible person..."

Tao Yisu put the flowers in place: "I'm sorry...Mom."

Tao Yisu's last stop was his spiritual support. He was frightened to death, his hands and feet were cold, and his throat was dry. He was sitting on the bus, seeing the streets becoming more and more familiar, and his heart would jump out.He got off at the stop sign and straightened his clothes facing the glass door on the street. There were dark circles around his eyes and a little bruising. His hair was shaved very short, like a labor prisoner. A little arched, full of hostility.Tao Yisu straightened his body, went to the store to buy a hat, and passed by the fruit stand to buy some fruit.The peddler brought him a bag, Tao Yisu said no plastic bags, but a fruit basket.

Tao Yisu took a deep breath and walked towards the old house, trembling a little, his heart beating fast.

The door was locked, a large lock locked the door from the outside.The couplets are gone, Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong on the two doors, the red paper has faded to pink, the tape on the upper corner is loosened, half of the door god painting hangs down, and the wind blows, lifelessly moving twice.The stone lions are covered with dust, and the accumulated leaves cover the steps.

Tao Yisu sat on the steps, put the fruit basket beside him, took out a cigarette, lit it, put his hand on his forehead, and smoked slowly.

He was afraid of such a time, so he didn't even make a phone call. What should he do if he heard such news in a foreign land?

After Tao Yisu smoked one, he went to call the unit where his grandfather used to work. He thought optimistically, maybe there was no one to take care of it, so he went to the community mutual aid center or something?

"Ah, I'm looking for Mr. Tao." The voice on the other end of the phone was unclear, "You are?"

"I'm Tao Yisu...a friend."

"Oh, Mr. Tao's little grandson, is he back yet?!"

"No...no, I'm going back to China to see him."

"Oh, that's it..." The voice over there became low and deep, "It's heartbreaking to say that, the little grandson left with his parents, but I heard that something happened, he was kidnapped, and what photos were sent ...In the end, the kidnappers didn't even make a phone call... Alas, a family of three, no one is alive, no one is dead. Worrying about the old couple, they took out all their property to find someone. You know, the old couple know Momo, what kind of money do you have... No, the old man passed away a year and a half ago, and his wife followed him. The family has no savings at all, and the funeral expenses are still paid by the school... Hey, you said this old man The couple have been honest all their lives, and have never offended anyone, so why... there is no descendant in the family to take care of the funeral, and the relics are still here with us..."

"I'll go get it."

"This...isn't right."

"I can transfer it to Tao Yisu, I know where he is, and I have his ID card." Tao Yisu spoke very quickly.

"Well, maybe. Hey, you know where he is and you should ask him to come too, why don't you go home..."

Tao Yisu didn't finish listening, so he hung up the phone and went to school.

The sky gradually darkened.

A small wooden box, very light, thirty centimeters long, twenty centimeters wide, and ten centimeters high.Inside are all the relics of the old couple.Inside were a few diaries, a folding fan, a bracelet that grandpa gave to grandma, a photo of Tao Yisu in a coma, and a small can of scattered [-] cents, which was all their remaining family property.There was also a small wooden sign at the bottom, which seemed to have writing on it, and he tried to take it out.

An elderly aunt next to her handed Tao Yisu a glass of water, looked at these things, and sighed.

"Old Mr. Tao is really amazing. At that time, it was difficult to find someone at home, but a collector estimated the value of Mr. Tao's book and wanted to buy it. Mr. Tao didn't say anything, and the next day he came to collect the book. Donated to the country, obviously the couple haven’t bought anything for themselves for several years... Sigh, tell me, what’s going on here...Call the police, it’s hard to find, I heard they’re all transnational ..." The aunt stopped talking, seeing Tao Yisu's face getting worse and worse, she asked him worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fucking busy! Shut up!" Tao Yisu turned his head and yelled at her. After yelling, he froze and stared at her blankly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Auntie blushed, aggrieved and angry, the young man next to her stood up and looked at him seriously: "Comrade, please leave."

Tao Yisu nodded: "Okay."

I apologized to my aunt again, and went out with the box in my arms.

He had nowhere to go, so he returned to the door of the house and sat on the steps again. The door behind him was still locked. Under the moonlight, he could see the tall weeds growing through the cracks.The fruit basket that was placed here in the afternoon is still here.The orange street lamp was turned on, dimly shining a light, and a group of flying insects gathered under the lamp.

Tao Yisu was smoking a cigarette, with a fruit basket on his left and a relic box on his right. He was smoking lifelessly, exhausted like a piece of dry wood, like a wet rag, and wanted to be full of gasoline before running hard. Friction with air, it is best to wipe out the fire and burn it thoroughly.

The dinner preparation period has passed, and now every family should sit at the table to eat. Once the peak season for buying sesame seed cakes is over, the people in the shop selling sesame seed cakes have gradually dispersed, and there is only one woman left waiting for the next pot with her child.

A peddler selling audio discs with a small speaker is walking down the street, pushing his stereo through the street, playing Tong Ange's "Keep the Roots", the sound is very loud.

After Tao Yisu finished smoking, he wanted to dig out the brand that he hadn't brought out just now, but after a long time, he finally got it out.

Tao Yisu looked at the words written on it firmly, put down the sign after looking at it, put his hands on his forehead, wrinkled his face and wanted to cry, but wanted to hold back, but he couldn't hold back in the end.Holding the hat in his hands, he arched his body forward, and finally knelt on the ground, crying, like swallowing a mouthful of fire, and the pain was so painful that he wanted to vomit out his heart.

The boy who was waiting for the sesame seed cakes heard the movement and walked over, looking at this strange and groggy man while picking his nose.Seeing his mother coming over, she was afraid that she would be scolded if she wiped it on her clothes, so she quickly wiped the excreted booger in her hair.Don't forget to change the subject: "Mom, look, someone is crying!"

Without looking sideways, the mother walked past her son and lifted him up skillfully, like pulling out a carrot, covering her mouth, holding it in her arms, and dragging him away with smooth movements.

The singing gradually faded away and rang to the next street.

The sign said: "One grain of my family's grandson fell into the sea, and for more than four years, I can't find it in the vast expanse."A millet of happy plums, red bayberries ripen every year, pick off the plate and put it on the table, wait for the children and grandchildren to return, open the door brightly, dare not close it day and night.The old man knows that his fortune is poor and his life is lonely and widowed.The only one, my grandson Su, although his character is strong and fair, has a sensitive heart and a melancholy nature. If he sees the gods and Buddhas in the sky, he will bow down and ask for his protection, and show him the way back.If the road is difficult and the journey is dangerous and you can't go back, just ask for a full stomach, know how to feel warm and cold, and there is no danger in a foreign land.Only my old wife and I are left in the Tao family, with a rotten body and insufficient financial resources.When the rotten bones are buried in the ground, if you have a paranoid thought, your soul will not disperse. It is possible to pack lightly, and the mountains and rivers are heavy. I just want to know that it is safe...

The lights in every house are bright, and the time for dinner is just right when the food is hot.

Tao Yisu leaned against the dirty stone lion and vomited tears into his empty heart.

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Tao Yisu used all the skills he had learned in NT to investigate all his grandfather's acquaintances. He felt that he must have seen the fat man's face there.After confirming the person, he asked Nian Yao to check for help.Nian Yao didn't say whether to check or not, but said that Tao Yisu's jade was good, and Tao Yisu said to give it to you.

It took a total of three days to get the news that Tao Yisu went to Singapore.

When he entered the door, the fat man panicked and wanted to ring the bell to call security. Tao Yisu pointed his gun at him, and he immediately raised his hand, speaking in Mandarin with a deliberately pretended Cantonese accent: "Good man, spare your life. If you have something to say, say it well. If you want money, don't worry." Hurt people, asking for money doesn't hurt people."

Tao Yisu took out the jade hanging around his neck: "You don't know me?"

The fat man looked at Yu, reacted for a while, then suddenly knelt down and hugged his leg: "I swear, I really didn't expect it to be like that. I just wanted to teach a lesson. He dropped my things and did that in front of me. Many people have humiliated me, I really, really..." The fat man looked up at him, "A good man, one person does things and the other takes responsibility, and I will pay back my life. Don't embarrass the rest of my family."

Before Tao Yisu could speak, a ten-year-old girl ran out from the back room of the study, holding a painting, and ran over with a smile on her face. Seeing this scene, she squatted in place, looked at the grandpa kneeling on the ground, and at the standing man.

The fat man's eye circles turned red, and he looked at Tao Yisu beggingly: "Man, please." Then the fat man tried to fix Tao Yisu's gun on his head.

Tao Yisu looked at him with lowered eyes: "Let go."

The fat man let go of his hands trembling.

"Turn around."

The fat man slowly turned back, and stretched out his hand to tell the girl not to come: "It's okay, it's okay, you, you go in, go in. Don't open the door, don't open the door..."

The girl looked at Tao Yisu, and slowly retreated to the room, closing the door.

The fat man lowered his head, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and trembled.

Tao Yisu put away the gun, turned and left.

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Out of some indescribable fear and struggle, Tao Yisu had no strength to set foot on his homeland again.

He went to Chiang Mai and stayed there for three months, living a life of indulgence, drinking, fighting and gambling every day, sleeping during the day and getting into trouble at night.

He saw in the newspaper that Yan Meng and the others had built a women and children rescue center.

He got into trouble in fights, often lost when he drank too much, pissed off a lot of the locals, was badly injured, and sat and smoked by the trash cans in the street.The bartender in the bar came out to throw out the trash. The bartender was tall and thin, with half red and half green hair. He caught a glimpse of this man, ignored him, and walked back.

After coming over for a while, he came out again and held out his hand to him.

I didn't know how long this kind of life would last, but Tao Yisu thought, it doesn't matter how long.

One day Nian Yao called him, but he didn't know how Nian Yao found his phone number.

"Salim is dying, do you want to come over?"

Tao Yisu held up the phone and didn't speak for a long time. He took out the cigarette butt, trying to flick it away, but finally pressed it into the ashtray.

"……Um."

After Tao Yisu went back, he gradually started the era of "Yan Wu" controlling hegemony. He was also called "Jr" from then on.

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