Chapter 45 postscript

Everything is over.Dr. Yang said.Everything is over. it's over.I said. I think this must be thanks to you. I lost a lot of things. No.Dr. Yang shook his head.Haven't you just started living? That's right.I said. When I walked out of the room, Dr. Yang was crying on the table.Because I took his lost time away.Is that correct?I didn't know until the end. ◇ I don't know where I went.The owner of the Dolphin Hotel seemed sad.She didn't say she was going there.The body does not seem to be well. It doesn't matter.I said. I took my luggage and checked into the same room as before.From the window, I can see companies that don't know what they are doing like before.Don't see girls with big breasts.Two of the young male employees were smoking a cigarette while doing desk work, one was reading numbers, and the other was using a ruler to draw broken lines on a large piece of paper.With the absence of girls with big breasts, the company looks like a completely different company than it used to be.It's the same only that you can't see what kind of company it is.From 6:10 to the end of get off work, the building turned into darkness.

I turn on the TV to watch the news report.There were no reports of explosions on the hill.By the way, the bombing happened yesterday.Where the hell am I and what have I done all day?My head hurts when I want to think about it. All in all it was a day. In this way, I am far away from the memory day by day.Until one day the distant voice was heard again in the darkness.I turned off the TV and lay down on the bed without taking off my shoes.Then a person alone looked at the dusty ceiling.The dust marks on the ceiling reminded me of people from a distant past who died and were forgotten by everyone.

Several colors of neon lights change the tone of the room.The sound of the watch can be heard in the ear.I undid the strap and dropped it on the floor.The horns of cars overlapped each other softly.Want to sleep but can't.You can't fall asleep with emotions you can't express in words. I put on my sweater and went out into the street, into the first disco in sight, and drank three doubles of whiskey while listening to non-stop soul music, and just sort of regained my senses.Can't get back to normal.Because everyone wants me to be back to normal. Back at the Dolphin Hotel, the owner of Three Fingers was sitting on a bench watching the news reports on TV.

I will leave at nine o'clock tomorrow.I said. Are you going back to Tokyo? No.I said.There is one more place to go before that.Please call me at eight o'clock. OK.He said. Many things to thank you for. Where are the words.Then the boss sighed. My father doesn't eat.If you go on like that, you will die. Because something happened to make him sad. I know.said the boss sadly.But my father didn't tell me anything. It will definitely get better in the future.I said.As long as time has passed. ◇ Lunch on the plane at noon the next day.The plane passed Haneda Airport, and then took off, the sea on the left was always shining.

◇ Jay was still peeling potatoes.The young girls who worked part-time were changing the water in the vase and cleaning the table.Back here from Hokkaido, autumn is still left.As for the mountain seen from the window of Jay's Bar, the colored leaves are beautifully red.I sat at the bar in front of the store and drank beer.Peeling the peanut shells with one hand made a comfortable crackling sound. It is not easy to get peanuts that can be peeled so comfortably.Jay said. oh.I said while biting a peanut. Why are you on vacation again this time? Resigned. Resign? It's a long story.

After Jay peeled all the potatoes, he washed them in a large wire basket and drained them.So what are your plans for the future? I do not know.My pension plus a little money from the transfer of the joint management right came in.Not a big deal though.Plus there's this. I took the check out of my pocket and handed it to Jay without looking at the amount.Jay looked at and shook his head. The amount is scary, but I always feel a little suspicious. as you said. But it's a long story, right? I smile.This is here with you, put it in the vault in the store. Where did the treasury come from?

Then put it in the cash register. I'll go to the bank and rent a safe deposit box for you.Jay said worriedly.But what is this for? Jie, did you spend a lot of money when you moved this store? yes. Loan? Yes, I have. Does that check have to pay off the loan? Still have to find it.But How about it?Can you use this to get me and Mouse on board as co-operators here?No dividends or interest, just name it. But how can you feel good about it? It doesn't matter, as long as the mouse and I have difficulties, this place can accept us. Hasn't it always been like this in the past?

I held the glass without moving, and kept looking at Jay's face.I know, but I want to do it. Jay smiled and put the check in the pocket of his apron.I still remember the first time you got drunk.How many years ago was that? Thirteen years ago. It's been so long? Jay talked for a rare thirty minutes about the past.I stood up when the guests began to come in sparsely. Didn't you just come here?Jay said. Well-bred children don't stay long.I said. Have you seen a mouse? I put my hands on the bar and took a deep breath.seen. Is that a long story? It's the longest story you've ever heard.

Can't you make a long story short and simple? Simply put, it's meaningless. How is he? fine.He would love to see you. When can I see you? See you.Because it is a joint operator.That money was earned by me and the mouse. I am really happy. I got down from my chair at the counter and took a breath of the nostalgic atmosphere of the store. But as a co-operator, I would love to have marbles and a jukebox. I'll be ready before my next visit.Jay said. ◇ I walked along the river to the mouth and sat down on the last fifty meters of sand left.Cried for two hours.Crying like this for the first time in my life.After crying for two hours, I finally stood up.I didn't know where I was going, but anyway, I stood up and slapped the fine sand off my pants.

It was completely dark, and after starting to walk, I could hear the sound of small waves behind me. August 1982 "Group Portrait" magazine (End of the book)