Chapter 8 Chapter 4 The Adventure of Sheep Hunting I

1 Strange man.sequence There are various reasons for a person to become habitually drinking large amounts of alcohol.Although the reasons are varied, the results are generally the same. My co-operator in 1973 was a happy drunk.In 1976 he was a somewhat difficult drunk, and by the summer of 1978 his unlucky hand was on the door to incipient alcoholism.Like many habitual drinkers, he was, if not sharp, at least normal and agreeable when he wasn't drinking.Everyone also thought that he was, if not sharp, at least a normal and lovable person.He himself thinks he is such a person, so he drinks.Because after the alcohol enters the body, it seems to be a normal and pleasing idea to myself, and I feel that it can be assimilated more skillfully.

Of course it all went well at first, but as time passed and the amount of alcohol increased, subtle errors occurred, and subtle errors eventually turned into deeper grooves.His normality and goodwill moved forward so fast that even he couldn't catch up.This is often the case.It's just that most people don't consider themselves to be among the frequent examples.All the more so if not sharp.In order to regain what he lost, he began to wander deeper into the fog of alcohol.And the situation got worse. But at least for now he's going to be normal until dark.Since I've tried not to see him after dark for years, at least he's normal in relation to me.Even so, it was clear to me that he wasn't normal after dark, and he knew it.Although we didn't say a word about this matter, we knew each other knew what was on our minds.Although we still get along very well, we are no longer the friends we used to be.

Even if it can’t be called 100% mutual understanding (I think 70% is suspicious), but at least he is the only friend I had in college. Such a person has become abnormal, and he is close to him, right in front of his eyes. It's a sad thing for me.But that's what it means to be old. ◇ He was already drinking a glass of whiskey when I got to the office.If he stopped at one cup, he was still normal, but drinking was no different from usual.Maybe it will turn into a drink or two before long.In that case I would probably leave the company and find another job. I stood in front of the air-conditioning vent to dry my sweat while drinking the cold barley tea that the girl brought me.He didn't say anything, and I didn't say anything.The strong afternoon sun fell like phantom droplets on the linoleum floor.The greenery of the park under my eyes stretches out broadly, and I can see the small shapes of many people lying on the grass leisurely basking in the sun.The partner continued to prick the palm of his left hand with the tip of the ballpoint pen.

I heard you got divorced?he spoke. That was two months ago.My eyes are still looking out the window.My eyes hurt when I take off my sunglasses. Why did you divorce? This is a private matter. I know.he said patiently.I haven't heard of a divorce that is not a private matter. I am silent.It has been a tacit agreement between us for many years not to ask each other personal questions. I don't want to be nosy.He explained why.It's just that she's also my friend, so I'm totally shocked.Besides, haven't your relationship always been very good? Feelings have always been good.And it wasn't a fight.

The partner fell silent with a puzzled expression on his face, and continued to stab the point of the atomic pen into the palm of his hand.He was wearing a new dark blue shirt and black tie, and his hair was neatly combed.The smell of cologne and lotion is all there.I'm wearing a T-shirt with Snoopy hugging a surfboard, old Levi's jeans that are turning white in the wash, and muddy tennis shoes.Anyone who sees it will think that he is relatively normal. Do you remember when we worked with the three of her? I remember very clearly.I said. I was very happy at that time.partner said.

I left the front of the air-conditioning, walked to the center of the house and sat down on a Swedish sky-blue soft sofa, took out a Pall Mall with a filter from the cigarette box for guests, and lit it with a heavy desk lighter. Then what? As a result, I found that we seem to have expanded too much. You mean advertisements and magazines and the like? The partner nods.When I thought that he must have been troubled for a long time before he said this, I felt a little sorry.I checked the weight of the lighter on the table, then turned the control knob to adjust the length of the flame. I understand what you want to say.I said and put the lighter back on the table.But please think about it.These jobs were not brought back by me, nor were I said to do them.It was you who brought it back, and it was you who told us to do it.Is it right?

On the one hand, it was because I couldn’t push it away, and on the other hand, I was very free at that time. And it can make money. It is to make money. Thanks to this, the office moved and the number of people increased.The car was changed, the house was bought, and the two children went to expensive private schools.At the age of thirty, I think it should be considered rich. You earned it, nothing to be ashamed of. I'm not ashamed.partner said.Then he picked up the ballpoint pen that was thrown on the table, and lightly pricked the center of the palm a few times.However, when I think about the past, I feel like it's fake.With their loans on their backs, the two looked for translation jobs everywhere.The time when leaflets were distributed in front of the station.

Now as long as you want to distribute, you can still distribute leaflets with two people. The partner looked up at me.Hello!I'm not kidding. Neither am I.I said. We were silent for a while. Many things have changed, the partner said.The pace and thoughts of life.First of all, how much do we earn?Even we ourselves don't know.As soon as the accountant came, he would help us with all kinds of inexplicable documents, what should be deducted, what should be depreciated, what tax countermeasures, and so on. It's not the same everywhere. I know that.I also know that I have to do it, and I actually do it.But it was happier than before.

As we grow up, the shadow of prison grows around us.I read the words and sentences of ancient poems in my mouth. what is that? nothing.I said.Then what? Now it feels like I'm being squeezed. press?I looked up in surprise.There was a distance of about two meters between us. Due to the height of the chair, his head was about 20 centimeters higher than mine.Behind his head hangs a lithograph.A new, unseen lithograph of a fish with wings.The fish didn't seem very satisfied with having wings on its back.Maybe I don't know how to use it.press?Again, this time I am trying to ask myself the question.

It's squeezing. By whom? A little bit of everything. I crossed my legs on the sky-blue sofa, and the height of my eyes was just right for me to keep watching his hands and the movement of the ballpoint pen in his hands. Anyway, don't you think we've changed?partner said. It's still the same.No one has changed, nothing has changed. Do you really think so? I think so.Squeeze doesn't exist at all.That stuff is a fairytale.I believe you don't think that the trumpets of the Salvation Army can really save the world, do you?you think too much. Forget it, I must be thinking too much.partner said.Last week, you, that is, us, wrote the ad copy for margarine, which is really a good copy.Reviews are also good.But have you really eaten any margarine in recent years?

No.I hate margarine. I do not have either.That's what it turned out to be.At least we used to do work that we were really confident in and proud of.But not now.It's just a misuse of non-specific language here and there. Margarine is good for health.It is vegetable-based fat and has low cholesterol, so it is not easy to get adult diseases, and the taste is not bad recently.It's cheap and lasts a long time. Then why don't you eat and see for yourself. I sank into the sofa and slowly stretched my arms and legs. It's no different.Whether we eat margarine or not, the result is the same.A simple translation job is fundamentally different from a slick margarine ad copy.It is true that we are abusing some non-specific language.But where is there any specific language?I tell you, there are no honest jobs in this world.It's like there's no honest breath or honest piss anywhere. You used to be more innocent. maybe.As I said, I rubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, there must be an innocent city somewhere, where the innocent butcher shop owner is cutting the innocent tenderloin ham.If you think it's more innocent to drink whiskey from noon on, then go ahead and drink as much as you want. Only the rattling sound of the ballpoint pen on the table dominates the room for a long time. Feel sorry.I apologize to him.I didn't mean to say that. It doesn't matter.partner said.Maybe it is. The automatic regulator of the air conditioner was making weird noises.It was an eerily still afternoon. Be confident.I said.Aren't we just relying on our own strength to do it now?Neither owed nor owed anything.It's not the same as those guys who have a backer and a title who are arrogant. We used to be friends in the past.partner said. We are still friends now.I said.We've always pulled it together. I really don't want to see you get divorced. I know.I said.But we're about to start talking about sheep, right? He nodded, put the ballpoint pen back into the pen tray, and rubbed his eyelids with his fingers. The man came at eleven o'clock this morning.partner said.