Cupid winks

What is Cupid doing? "

S said: "Cupid is an archer."

Shuxue said: "Cupid shot Apollo with an arrow. Apollo fell in love with a princess, but the princess didn't love him. The princess's father knew magic and turned Apollo into a laurel tree."

I couldn't help laughing: "Where did you hear the second-hand story? It's too wrong. Apollo fell in love with Daphne. Daphne is the daughter of the river god and doesn't love him. But Apollo ignored her rejection and wanted to marry her. She brought back to Olympus, Daphne in order to avoid the pursuit of Apollo, prayed to the father of the river god to turn himself into a laurel tree, the river god cast a spell, Daphne really became a laurel tree, Apollo chased to the river, saw Seeing this laurel tree, I am very upset."

Xiaobao said: "Huh? Apollo is so stalking, is it unreasonable?"

S said: "Maybe it's because he is a god, so he doesn't need to reason?"

Xiaobao said: "God is also God, so why does God have so many reasons to say?"

Shu Xue said: "The truth of God is for people to listen to, and it is used to regulate people, not to regulate yourself." Know which is wrong and which is right? There are right and wrong stories too?"

I said: "Of course there is no right or wrong in the story, it's not about which is right and which is wrong. If you change it like this, the original intention of the story will change."

Shuxue said: "My original intention is different from your version."

I looked at him, and he smiled and said, "My original intention of this version is to tell people that wishful thinking will not end well."

I said, "Coincidentally, that version of mine had the same original intention."

Xiaobao coughed, cleared his throat, took out the second egg tart, ate it silently, and dropped the puff pastry crumbs silently. S took a sip of beer and looked down at his phone.Shuxue asked me: "Are you angry?"

I nodded.

Shu Xue lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, wiped her hands on her clothes, and lit a cigarette.His mouth was oily from eating, his lips were slightly parted, he bit the cigarette, and held it in his mouth.

I said, "It's just a fairy tale, don't take it seriously."

Xiaobao patted his head suddenly, and suddenly realized: "Ah! Did the shoe seller come up with this story? Isn't that shoe seller called Daphne?"

Shuxue and S both laughed when they heard this.I said, "This story goes way back..."

I said, "There is no such story in Greek mythology. It is the story of Apollo in Roman mythology. Venus and Cupid are also the names of gods in Roman mythology."

Xiaobao was puzzled, then mourned, puzzled: "What are you doing with so many names? If these gods and gods are all passed down from Greece, it would be fine to use his Greek name, the Romans are so Idle? Inventing a new name? Isn’t it all about the same thing? Is the name so important?”

Shu Xue said: "Of course it is important. If the Romans continue to use the names given to the gods by the Greeks, then they worship the gods and sacrifice, aren't they all worshiping the Greek gods?"

Little Treasure nodded half-understanding, picked up a spicy chicken wing from the wing bucket, took a bite, chewed, and stopped talking.

S said thoughtfully: "There seems to be no love god in Chinese mythology."

Xiaobao said: "There is Guanyin who sends a child!"

S said: "Does old age count?"

I said, "Yuelao is at best Cupid, right?"

Xiaobao stuck out his tongue: "Cupid is fat and fat, and has little wings. He looks so cute. When he comes to us, he will become a bad old man."

I said, "The Romans called him Cupid. In Greek mythology, he is Eros, in charge of lust. He is the child of the god of war and love."

Shu Xue said: "In Chinese mythology, only fairies go down to take a bath, and if their clothes are stolen by mortal men, they can never go back to heaven. They have to work as cows and horses for mortal men. It's miserable."

I said, "Not necessarily. There is also a saying that one only envies mandarin ducks and not immortals."

The man from Shuxue leaned back, put his hands behind his back, and asked, "Have you ever been a fairy, or a mandarin duck?"

I turned my head slightly to look at him, and said, "I don't, but everything has two sides, right? Fairies may have times of pain, but not necessarily no time of happiness. Pain and happiness can coexist."

Shuxue said: "It's normal to have ups and downs in mood. It's understandable. If happiness and pain happen at the same time, the fairy will probably suffer from a mental illness."

I said, "But doesn't this kind of thing happen often? When people are happy, they will suffer, because the feeling of happiness will disappear. Wouldn't it be painful to think about it? Happiness is accompanied by pain."

Shu Xue looked at me with deep eyes for a moment, and I also looked at him without looking away. Shu Xue turned her head away and stopped looking at me. He said, "Where do you come from so many fallacies..."

Xiao Bao said slowly: "Don't say it, it seems that sometimes it really happens."

Shuxue patted him: "Don't let him lead you away," he said to Xiaobao, "He's an alien brain circuit."

He flicked ash on the ground and said nothing.I also wanted to smoke, so I put down the French fries, put them between me and Shuxue, and lit a cigarette.No one spoke, and after a while, it was Xiao Bao who broke the silence and asked S: "Did Lao Fan cry just now?"

S said: "I don't know what He He said to him."

Xiaobao tapped his chin thoughtfully, looked at Tianxing ecstatically, and said, "Old Fan has always been alone..."

I also looked in the direction of Tianxing and asked, "Is Manager Fan waiting for someone?"

Shu Xue said: "Okay, my former boss was a singer. Later, everyone said that he died in a car accident." He paused, smoked, and then continued, "Old Fan used to be that singer's agent. Human."

S echoed, and said, "Manager Fan is a top student in the Chinese Department of National Taiwan University."

"Chinese?" Xiao Bao asked.

S said: "It's Chinese."

Xiaobao raised his head and arched his back, a little tired and depressed: "It's strange, why are there so many different names for the same thing." He still looked up at the sky, and asked us: " What do you say about the moon?"

I said, "The moon."

Shu Xue also said: "The moon."

S asked: "Is there any other way to say the moon?"

Xiaobao asked again: "How do you like it? How do you say it in your hometown dialect?"

I said: "Happy."

Shuxue looked at me and said, "Happy."

Xiaobao looked at us: "Is your hometown in the same place? I thought you were just going to college in one place."

He leaned forward, leaning against Shuxue, and winked at me: "When I see my fellow, are there tears in my eyes?"

Shu Xue pushed his head and sprayed smoke on his hair, Xiao Bao leaned against him and laughed.Shu Xue also laughed, and he said with a smile: "In that ballet, the God of War and the God of Cupid finally had a baby, right?"

I asked, "What ballet?"

He said: "The one that Sun Yu and Xiuxiu skipped is about the love story of the God of Cupid and the God of War, but why is it called "Apollo"?"

I shook my head and said, "It's actually a story about Apollo losing his divinity and regaining it."

Xiao Bao sighed: "Every time you talk about Apollo, I want to drink pineapple beer."

We all laughed, S picked up the paper cup at hand to drink beer, Xiaobao bent down and picked up the Coke at his feet, opened the lid, gurgled, and Shuxue drank my Coke, biting the straw.

S asked: "Is divinity something that can be regained after being lost? It's quite convenient."

Shu Xue didn't take it seriously: "Humanity can be regained even if it is lost."

Xiaobao raised his hand and said, "I know! I know! It's just like the plot in foreign movies, the prodigal son turns back, isn't it?"

Shu Xue nodded with a smile, and said: "Foreign movies, pay attention to this. It may be because people generally believe in religion, believe in God, and Jesus, so that the whole people have a kind of forgiveness, and they are willing to believe that people can get a kind of relief through confession. It is quite self-deceiving. .”

I said: "It's better than sinking in regret all the time, not only torturing yourself, maybe torturing others."

Shu Xue said: "But some injuries are irreparable. If a person kills someone, he kowtows to apologize to the victim's family, says sorry, takes care of them, and even takes care of them for life. Will the person killed by him come back?"

I held Shuxue's hand.No one spoke again.After pausing in silence for a moment, Xiaobao asked, "Idiom Solitaire, do you still want to play?"

At this time, my mobile phone rang, and the caller ID was: mother.I answered it in a hurry, got up and went to the side to talk on the phone.

On the other end of the phone, my mother asked me: "Why are you not at home?"

I said, "Go back soon."

My mother sighed: "Working overtime at the company again? Well, I told you a long time ago not to do this job, but to change to a lighter job. If you don't listen, how can your body bear it if you keep working overtime like this? Don't rely on yourself. Why don't you talk when you consume yourself so much? Do you think your mother talks too much? Do you think your mother is long-winded? Mom cares about you. Mom can't sleep in the middle of the night. Thinking of you being alone in the field with no one to take care of you, mom loves you."

I said, "It's getting late, you rest, I'll be right back."

My mother said: "You said you were going to marry Xiuxiu, and I let you get married. Didn't I do enough? Now that she has run away, I knew she would run away. They are studying art, and their brains are not right. "

There was a cry in her voice, and she was still talking: "You can't think that your mother talks too much, you can't think that your mother is long-winded, you know? I am your mother, you can't hate me, you know?"

I said, "I know."

My mother gasped, her words slowed down, and she asked me, "Do you remember the first time Mom took you to Disneyland?"

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