Cupid winks

It's like looking through a microscope.I don’t know exactly what he does, sometimes I listen to them talking, he chats with S, I feel like he is engaged in artificial intelligence, you know, it’s a robot, sometimes I listen to him chatting with Ah Zhong Speaking, I think he seems to be interested in product development.Ah Zhong is the housekeeper of S's family. Ah Zhong's father, whom S calls Uncle Fang, has been with S's father since he was in his twenties. After his father left, Ah Zhong took over his father's work.Don't laugh, their family is still using housekeepers and servants. The servants are dressed like the servants in those movies and TV shows. Women wear black skirts and white aprons, and men wear short-sleeved shirts. Trousers, the manservant is the gardener, the electrician, the driver, everyone gets a deep tan and everyone loves to chew betel nuts. When S returned home, everyone called him Young Master.Third young master.The first time I heard it, I laughed for a long time, and I said, you go to work in a nightclub, and others call you Young Master.

"Azhong doesn't wear clothes worn by servants. He knows how to wear clothes. He should earn a good income as a housekeeper in S's family. Ah Zhong got married very early and had children very early. His wife and children were sent to San Francisco. stay in Taiwan.

"Didn't I tell you? S is from Taiwan, and his hometown is Tainan. His father went to Taipei very early to work hard. He built a family and business in Taipei. S's eldest brother, second brother, and younger brother were born by the same mother." , their mother is Japanese, she must hold an umbrella when she goes out, wear sunglasses, and gloves, S said, she wears leather gloves in winter, lace gloves in summer, and velvet gloves in spring and autumn, so particular, too particular. Only at night can he I saw her hands. She is more than 60 years old, her skin is snow-white, at first glance, you can't see any spots, but of course there are wrinkles, otherwise, wouldn't she be Tianshan Child Elder?"

The man laughed, and I laughed too, and I said, "S has a study at home, and I said you lack a book here, "The Sword of the Third Young Master", but you know, he..."

I couldn't help laughing a few times, and I said, "He pushed open a bookcase. There was a glass wall behind the bookcase, and there was a sword hanging in it. I said, I heard that the Taiwan Black Design Association used to invest in making movies, especially It’s a martial arts movie, in which there are sects and sects outside the officialdom, like black organizations, you are not a movie prop, are you? I said, how does your bookcase look like something that would appear in a 007 movie.”

The man stopped smiling, he stopped looking at me, his eyes were blank for a while, as if he was thinking about his own thoughts.This was the first time he looked away from me since I sat down and we were face to face.But the man looked at me again after a while, and I said: "S said, the sword is his father's sword, inherited from his ancestors. He also said that his mother made a movie a long time ago, and there was a DVD at home. Go to the movie room to watch this movie. She plays a lady in a boudoir, wearing a kimono, shedding tears, blooming like a flower, and withering like a flower.

"S' mother likes to massage the corners of her eyes, as if trying to smooth out her own wrinkles. She speaks Mandarin, Hokkien, Japanese, and English, which is very good. S said that there are often guests at home, and my father and My mother entertained the guests together, and my mother attended beautifully, showing her arms and hands, with warm palms. My mother always had a gentle and shallow smile on her face, pouring wine, lighting cigarettes, making tea, etc. Sit on one side for a while, talk on the other side for a while, and pick up other people's jokes. Occasionally, my mother would stand in the yard outside the living room and smoke with her head down, as if she was looking at the clogs and slippers on her feet. What expression on her face? None. Occasionally, I would stand in the corridor outside the living room with my head down and wipe my eyes, as if staring at the hem of my kimono or dress. This kind of time is rare and short, and my mother will come back soon In the living room, I was busy mixing whiskey, clearing the ashtrays, and rushing in and out with the servants. S said that an uncle told him that your Kasang was like a song by Teresa Teng.

"S' Kasang...his mother is not this Japanese.

"He knew about it when he was very young. When his brother was three or four years old, the two of them got into a fight over a toy train. S scratched his brother's face, and he himself got a bruise on his neck. One bite, he is actually very naive, he still calls his younger brother a vampire. The younger brother went to his mother to cry with his scratched face, and his mother coaxed him, and also coaxed him. Dad came home, and his father saw their faces With the wound on his body, he asked them, who won the fight, S raised his hand, still holding his little train in his pocket, Dad patted his head, and said to Uncle Fang, look, the third child is still the most like me. Don’t mention the eldest, the second knows how to read all day long, glasses, the bottom of the glass bottle is as thick, and the younger one knows to find his mother. After hearing this, S is very happy. He has seen many adults since he was a child, looking at his father Bow, respectful, every time he and his dad go out, others are very polite and polite to him, the young master shouted in front of the young master, follow, they go to the department store, as long as he takes a second look at something, someone will deliver it immediately Give it to him. At that time, he didn't know what his father did. He only knew that his father was very powerful and a powerful person. Of course he was very happy to be called like himself by his father. Then, it was still that night, S Yelikou Thirsty, went to the kitchen to find water to drink, passed the living room, heard mom and dad talking, he heard mom say, dad is right, I don’t know why the three children are not like you, but they are not your children The child is most like you. It's strange. The door of the living room was not closed properly, and S hid behind the door to eavesdrop. Dad was a little angry, and his tone was very hard, saying, don't say such things, and you are not allowed to say them in the future! There were a few footsteps Noisy, Dad's tone became soft again, he said, Fumiko, don't say such things, you are not allowed to say them in the future..."

"This was the first question that S had for himself. If he wasn't the child of Dosang and Kasang, whose child was he? Besides, there was another incident that happened at that time.

"One day, S heard his dad call, he couldn't remember exactly where, maybe it was at home, or in the car, where he was going, or where he was coming home from, he heard his dad mention When he got a name, Ah Hu, his father said, he was still not familiar with it. After all, he was not his own. What would happen if he didn’t feed the fish. Later, he watched the news and saw a dead body fished out of the nearby sea. The deceased was so-and-so, the news The photo of that so-and-so was released in the website, s thought of it, he remembered this so-and-so, he had seen him at home, he had worked with his father for many years, and I heard from Uncle Fang that this person was voted for by someone else His father's family. This so-and-so, everyone calls him Ahu.

"S is very afraid that he will become a Hu. He looks in the mirror every day. When he was a child, he looked very different from his father. His eyes were not the same, his mouth was not the same, only his nose was straight. I have seen pictures of him when he was a child, and his eyes were big. , the eyes are very soft, his father's eyes are narrow and long, and his eyes are fierce, so he stares at himself in the mirror every day, pulls the corners of his eyes every day, wants to make the eyes look longer, wants to be more fierce, wants to be like his father , more like, more like."

Hearing this, the man asked me: "His dad also wears a suit all year round?"

I smiled and said, "No, I asked, I also looked at their family photo album, S's dad is very well dressed...you know that kind...have you ever been to Taiwan?"

The man nodded, moving slowly.

I said: "His father was fashionable when he was young. He wore flared trousers, floral shirts, tight leather pants, hippie leather jackets with tassels on the sleeves, pointed leather shoes, leather boots, and suits. Wearing it when taking wedding photos. S said, I don’t know why, but he has a vague impression that when he was very young, he always saw a man wearing a suit, and the man looked like his father.”

I smoked a cigarette and said, "Perhaps everything a person does is the function of the subconscious mind and the function of childhood memories."

The man smiled and asked me, "What's your earliest memory?"

I don’t need to think too much, remember more, and that clip will jump out by itself. I said: “A woman slapped a man. Me, staring at me with hatred, she left, closed a door or that door has been open, no one has been closing it... that's it." I said, "I can't remember what's behind the door gone."

The man said, "How old do you think you were then?"

I shook my head, unable to tell.

The man asked again: "Shouldn't it be too old? Will such a small child feel useless alone? Do you know useless?"

I look at men.The man said: "When people recall something, they always feel that the memory is in a state of completion, but no, we are always updating our own memories. Our memories are always in progress, and we use our own paragraphs The latest experience, the latest experience to supplement it, to shape it. The memory is always going on."

The man pointed to his head. After sitting for so long and talking to him for so long, I didn't see his hand.He is wearing a pair of leather gloves.

I suspect that the man either has a severe skin disease or has suffered burns, or else how to explain why he is so heavily armed in such a hot place.What kind of story does he have?

I asked the man, "What about you? When is your earliest memory?"

The man didn't hesitate for a moment, and said: "I was chasing a pink balloon in the park, and the balloon floated to the tree. I watched it for a long, long time."

"You go to the park with your parents