Chapter 38 9 What is reflected in the mirror.what the mirror doesn't reflect

On the morning of the tenth day, I decided to forget everything.What should be lost has been lost. While jogging that morning, the second snow began to fall.Wet rain and snow turned into solid ice flakes, and then into opaque snow.Unlike the dry snow that was the first time, this time it was the nasty snow that would wrap around my body.I ran halfway and gave up running again and turned to go home.Boil hot water for a bath.Sitting in front of the fireplace until the bath water was hot, but the body just wasn't warm.The damp cold air completely penetrated into the bone marrow of the body.After the gloves were taken off, the fingers could not be bent, and the ears still felt tingling as if they would fall off.The whole body is as rough and rough as poor-quality paper.

I took a thirty-minute hot bath, and after drinking black tea with brandy.The body finally returned to its original state, but the occasional intermittent chills still lasted for two hours.This is winter in the mountains. The snow continued to fall like that until dusk, and the grassland was completely covered in white.When the darkness of the night was surrounding the surroundings, the snow stopped, and another deep silence came like fog.It was a silence I couldn't guard against.I set the turntable to auto-replay and listened to Bing Crosby's "Silver Christmas" twenty-six times.

◇ Of course, the snow is not permanent.Just as the sheep man predicted, there is still a little time before the earth really freezes.The next day was completely clear, and the long hours of sunlight slowly took their time to melt the snow.The snow on the prairie turned into mottled white spots, and the remaining snow reflected the sunlight dazzlingly.The snow on the compound sloping roof melted into large pieces and slid down the slope, making a sound and falling to pieces.The water that melted from the snow turned into drops and fell outside the window.Everything is so clear and shiny.On the tips of the leaves of 樫木, small water droplets hold the leaves tightly and shine with crystal light.

I put my hands in my pockets and stood by the living room window, gazing intently at the scenery.Everything works independently of me.It has nothing to do with my existence, it has nothing to do with anyone's existence, everything flows freely.Snow falls, snow melts. While listening to the sound of snow melting and crumbling, I cleaned the house.Because of the snow, my whole body became sluggish, and because formally I broke into other people's houses by myself, so at least cleaning should be done.And I don't even hate cooking and cleaning. It's just that cleaning such a big house is much harder than imagined.It's still easier to run a ten-kilometer jog.I wiped every corner with a feather scraper first, and then used a large vacuum cleaner to absorb the dust. The wooden floor was first gently wiped with water, and then waxed on the floor.I couldn't breathe after only hitting halfway.But because of quitting smoking, my breathlessness is not too serious, and I don't have that nasty feeling like a stuck throat.I went to the kitchen and drank ice grape juice, and after taking a breath, I waxed the rest of the place in one go before noon.The shutters were all drawn, and the whole house glistened with wax.The nostalgic smell of the wet earth and the smell of floor wax melt together comfortably.

After I washed the six waxed rags and took them outside to dry, I boiled the pasta in a pot of water.There was a heap of cod roe, cream and white wine and soy sauce.It's been a long time since I ate a lunch so comfortably.Great spotted woodpeckers could be heard in the nearby woods. The pasta is gone, the dishes are washed, and the cleaning continues.Washed the bathtub and vanity, washed the toilet, and wiped the furniture.Because the mice are carefully kept, it is not very dirty, and it will be brighter immediately after spraying it with furniture cleaning spray.Then I run the long plastic hose outside the house to wash the dust off the glass windows and shutters.In this way, the whole building has a new look.Go back to the house and wipe the inside of the glass window, and the cleaning is over.Before dusk, I listened to records for about two hours to pass the time.

In the evening, I wanted to go to the mouse's room to find a new book to read, but I found a big mirror at the stairway was very dirty. I sprayed and wiped it with a rag and glass cleaner.But no matter how you wipe it, it can't be cleaned.Why did the mouse just leave out this mirror and leave it dirty?I really don't understand.I carried warm water with a bucket, brushed the mirror with a nylon brush, brushed off the grease sticking to it, and then wiped it with a dry rag.The mirror was so dirty that a bucket of water turned black. From the carefully crafted wooden frame, it can be seen that this mirror is from a long time ago, and it seems to be a high-priced item. After being wiped, there is no blur at all.Neither crooked nor scarred, the portrait is reflected from head to toe.I temporarily stood in front of the mirror and tried to see my whole body.There's nothing particularly odd about it.I am who I am, like that unremarkable expression I always make, only the reflection in the mirror is clearer than necessary.It lacks the characteristic plate of the image reflected in the mirror.It is not so much that I am looking at myself reflected in the mirror, but rather that I am the image reflected in the mirror, and as the flat plate of the image, I am looking at the real me.I raised my right hand in front of my face and tried to wipe the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand.I did the exact same thing in the mirror.But maybe that's what I did on the other side of the mirror and I might repeat it.I'm not sure now if I really wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand out of free will?

I stored the language of free will in my head, and scratched my ear with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand.I did the exact same thing in the mirror.It also seemed as if he had the language of free will stored in his head. I gave up and left in front of the mirror.He also left in front of the mirror. ◇ It snowed for the third time on the twelfth day.When I woke up, the snow was already falling.The snow was eerily quiet.Neither hard nor sticky moisture.The snow danced slowly from the air and melted before accumulating.The snow is as quiet as closing your eyes quietly. I pulled the guitar out of the storage room, painstakingly tuned it, and tried to play old tunes.while listening to Benny Goodman's , While practicing, I didn't realize it was noon, so I ate thickly sliced ​​ham in the hardened bread I made and drank canned beer.

After practicing guitar for about 30 minutes, the sheep man came.The snow continued to fall quietly. If it bothers you, I'll go out.The entrance door is still open, the Sheep Man said. No, it's okay, I'm bored.I put my guitar on the ground and say so. The sheep man was the same as before, knocking off the mud outside the door with the shoes he took off before entering the house.In the snow his thick sheep's clothes fit him so well that they seemed to be one.He sat down on the sofa opposite me, put his hands on the armrests, and swayed his body a few times. Won't it snow yet?I try to ask him.

Not yet.Sheep man replied.Snow is divided into those that accumulate and those that do not, which belong to those that do not. oh. The snow that will accumulate won't come until next week. Would you like some beer? Thanks.But it would be better with brandy. I went to the kitchen and got his brandy and my beer, which I took to the living room with a cheese sandwich. You are playing the guitar.The sheep man seemed to be admiring and said.I also like music.Although I can't play an instrument either. I do not know either.Haven't played it for nearly ten years. But it's okay, can you play a little for me?

In order not to disappoint him, I played it againmelody, and then started playing things like single chords and riffs, and then stopped because I couldn't figure out the number of bars. It plays very well.The sheep man praised him sincerely.It must be fun to play an instrument, right? If you can play it well.But if you want to play well, you have to have bad ears, and if you have good ears, you can't play well enough, and you will get tired of listening. That's right.Sheep man said. The goat man poured the brandy into the glass and sipped it in small sips, and I pulled the tab off the can of beer and drank it like that.

The message didn't arrive.Sheep man said. I nodded silently. I just came to tell you this. I look at the calendar on the wall.There are only three days left before the deadline to mark with a red marker.But now it doesn't matter anymore. Things have changed.I said.I am very angry.I have never been so angry since I was born. The goat man was still holding a brandy glass in his hand and remained silent. I picked up the guitar and slammed the back on the red brick of the fireplace.With a huge dissonant sound, the backboard also shattered.The sheep man jumped up from the sofa, his ears vibrating. I also have the right to be angry.I said.It was as if he was speaking to himself.I also have the right to be angry. I feel sorry for not being helpful.But I want you to understand.I like you very much. The two of us looked at the snow together for a while.It is as soft as snow that has torn some clouds from the sky and fell to the ground. I went to the kitchen to get new beer cans.See the mirror as you walk past the front of the stairs.The other one I just happened to be picking up a new beer too.We met each other with a sigh.We live in different worlds but think the same things.Almost like Groucho Max and Harpo Max in Duck Soup. Behind me is the living room.In other words, the living room is opposite him.The living room behind me was the same living room as the living room across from him.Sofas, rugs, clocks, paintings, bookcases, everything is the same.Although the taste is not so good, it is quite a comfortable living room.It's just that something is wrong, or something feels like something is wrong. I took the new Lowenbrau blue can out of the fridge and walked back with it in my hand to look at the living room in the mirror again, and then at the real living room.The sheep man sat on the sofa and still stared blankly at Xue. I want to confirm the figure of the sheep man in the mirror.However, the sheep man's figure is not in the mirror.In the living room where there is no one, there is only a sofa set.In the world in the mirror, I am alone.There was a creaking sound on my back. ◇ You don't look well.Sheep man said. I sat down on the sofa, said nothing, and took a sip from the can of beer. Must have caught a cold.For those who are not used to it, the winter here is very cold.The air is humid again.Go to bed early today. No.I said.I don't sleep today.I will always wait for my friend here. Did you know he was coming today? I know.I said.He will be here at ten o'clock tonight. The sheep man looked at me without saying anything.The eyes that can be seen from the mask have no such thing as expression. Pack your bags tonight and leave here tomorrow.If you run into him please tell him so.But I don't think it's necessary. The sheep man nodded as if he understood.You will be very lonely after you leave.Even though I know it's impossible.By the way, can I have this cheese sandwich? OK. The Sheepman wrapped the sandwich in paper towels, put it in his pocket, and put his gloves on. Hope to meet you.Before leaving, the sheep man said. See you.I said. The sheep man left to the east of the grassland.The mist of snow finally enveloped him completely.All that was left was silence. I poured about two centimeters of brandy into the sheep man's glass and drank it down in one gulp.Throat heats up, and then stomach heats up.Then after about thirty seconds, the body stopped shaking.Only the sound of the wall clock marking the time rang exaggeratedly in his mind. Maybe get some sleep. I took the blanket from the second floor down and lay down on the sofa.I was exhausted like a child who has wandered through the forest for three days.The next moment I closed my eyes, I fell asleep. I had a nasty dream.Very nasty, too nasty dream to recall.