Chapter 18 15

It was in 1970 that I really entered the magic world of marble toys.For about half a year, I felt as if I was living in a black hole.I dug a hole suitable for my size in the middle of the grassland, covered my head and buried my body in there, and plugged my ears to cut off all sound.Nothing interested me anymore.And every evening when I wake up, I put on my coat and go to the corner of the playground to pass the time. The machine is a three-handed spaceship that I found with great difficulty, and it is exactly the same model as Jay's Bar.Put the coin in and press the start button, the machine will make a series of sounds without moving, ten targets will appear, the winning light will disappear, the score will return to six zeros, the first marble will pop out from the fairway, and unlimited coin throws Entering the machine, it was exactly the evening of early winter when the cold rain continued to fall a month later.My score passed the sixth digit like a balloon dropping the last bag of sand.

I put my trembling fingers as if I was about to unscrew the button of the swing, leaning against the wall, drinking a can of beer that was as cold as ice, and staring at the 105220 marked on the score board for a long time These six digits. That's how my short honeymoon with marbles began.The university hardly showed up, and most of the money from part-time jobs was poured into marble toys. Most of the techniques of hugging, pass, trap, stop, and shot are proficient.And when I was playing, people started to visit behind me at any time.There have also been high school girls with bright red lipstick pressing soft breasts against my wrists.

When the score exceeded 150,000, the real winter came.I was wrapped in a thick hooded fur coat and pulled the scarf over my ears in an extremely cold and sparsely populated playground, and continued to hold the pinball machine.Occasionally, I saw my own face in the bathroom mirror, skinny and extremely dry with rustling skin.After every third game I would rest against the wall, rattling and shaking, drinking beer, the last sip of which always tasted like lead.The cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor, and occasionally he took a bite of the hot dog stuffed in his pocket. She is just amazing.Only I know her, and only she knows me.Every time I press the play button, she makes a petite and cute voice, flashes six zeros on the panel, and then smiles at me.I pull out the swing handle from within a centimeter and pop the gleaming silver marble off the track and out of the dial.During the time the marbles were chasing and running across the field of her bead reel, my mind was just as liberated as when I inhaled good quality marijuana.

All kinds of thoughts floated up and down in my mind without a trace.Figures of all kinds of people float up and disappear from the glass plate covered with a layer of color filters.Like a double mirror that reflects a dream, the glass plate reflects my heart, intertwined with the flickering of the bumper plate and the winning lights. Not because of your relationship.she says.And shook his head several times.You're not wrong, you've tried your best, haven't you? no, i said.The swing on the left, top transfer, target number nine.No, I can't do anything, I can't move a finger, but I just do what I want to do.

What people can do is very limited!she says. Maybe it is!I said.But I haven't done one thing, and it must always be the same. ◇ In February of the new year, she disappeared.The playground was completely cleared and converted to an all-night donut shop the following month.Girls in uniforms made of curtain fabric serve loose donuts to customers on plates with the same pattern.Some high school students who parked their motorcycles at the gate, night drivers, hippies dressed out of season, and women working in bars all drank coffee with bored faces.I ordered coffee and a cinnamon donut which was very unappealing and tried to ask the waitress if she knew anything about the fairground.

She gave me a suspicious look, like she was looking at a dropped donut. Playground? It opened here not too long ago. do not know.She shook her head sleepily.No one can remember what happened a month ago, it was such a street. I walk around the streets with a dark heart.Three-handed spaceship, no one knows her whereabouts. So I stopped playing marbles.When the time comes, everyone stops playing marbles.That's all.