Chapter 28 25

The sound of the marble toys suddenly disappeared from my life, and the aimless thoughts disappeared. Of course, it is impossible that there will be a reunion like King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. It must be much later.When the horses were tired, the swords were broken, and the armor was rusting, I lay down on the prairie where the kitten grass was lush and listened to the wind.Then it doesn't matter whether it's the bottom of the water tank or the frozen warehouse of the chicken farm, or whatever, I'll go the way I should go. To me, the end of this period, like a drying yard soaked in rain, is just a small thing.

That's it. One day the twins bought a box of cotton swabs from the supermarket, and the box was filled with 300 cotton swabs. Every time I came out of the shower, the twins would sit on both sides of me and clean my ears on both sides.The two of them are really good at clearing ears. I closed my eyes and drank beer while continuing to listen to the hissing sound of the two cotton swabs in my ears.But one night, when I was cleaning my ears, I sneezed, and from that moment on, I could hardly hear anything in both ears. Can you hear my voice?Right side said. Just a little bit.I said, but my own voice could be heard in the nasal cavity.

What about here?Road on the left. identical. Because of sneezing. nonsense. I sighed, almost as if the seventh and tenth pins of the scatter ball at the end of the bowling lane were speaking to me. Would it be good to drink some water?a question. how come.I growled angrily. Even so, the twins still made me drink a bucket full of water, which only made my stomach bloated and sad.Since the ear doesn't hurt, the sneezing beat must have pushed the wax deep into the ear, and there's nothing else to think about.I dug out two flashlights from a drawer and asked them to help me see them. The two of them probed into the depths of my ears as if they were peeping into a wind hole, and spent several minutes checking for me.

Nothing. It was spotless. Then why can't I hear you?I yelled again. It's the end of life. Be deaf. I ignored the two of them, checked the phone book, and called the nearest ENT hospital.The voice on the phone was very difficult to hear clearly, and perhaps because of this, the nurse felt a little sympathetic, so she said come here right away!The door is temporarily open waiting for you.We hurriedly dressed and walked out of the apartment along the bus route. The doctor is a female doctor in her fifties. Although she has a hairstyle that looks like a net of tangled iron bars, she looks very attractive.She opened the door of the waiting room, clapped her hands to signal the twins to stop talking, then asked me to sit in a chair, and asked what was the matter with a disinterested look.

After I finished explaining, she said: We already know, please stop yelling.Then I took out a huge syringe-like thing without a needle, sucked it full of beige liquid, and gave me something like a white iron speaking tube, and asked me to hold it under my ear.The syringe was inserted into my ear, and the beige liquid ran through the ear hole like a herd of zebras for a while, then flowed out of the ear and fell into the microphone.After repeating this three times, I used a thin cotton swab to pick it deep in the ear, and when both ears completed the job, my ear completely returned to its original shape.

I can hear you.I said. earwax.she said succinctly.It sounded like he was playing with the next sentence of the ending password. But just now I couldn't see it. Because it is bent. ? Your pierced ears are more curved than others. She helped me draw a picture of my pierced ear on the back of the matchbox.That's like the shape of the reinforcing hardware on the corner nails. So if your earwax bends into this corner, then whoever calls you will not be able to call back. I groaned: Then what should I do? What to do, just pay attention when cleaning your ears.Notice. You said that your pierced ears are more curved than others, does that have any effect on other aspects?

What other effects? For example spiritually. No.she says. We walked an extra fifteen minutes, taking the long detour across the golf course back to the apartment.The dogleg hole on the 11th hole reminds me of ear piercing, the club reminds me of cotton swabs, and more, the cloud half covering the moon reminds me of the B52 formation, the dense western woods reminds me of the fish-shaped Wenzhen, The stars in the sky are associated with the mold growing on the parsley powder. Enough is enough to forget about it.In short, the ear can very keenly distinguish various sounds from all over the world.The world simply feels like a veil has been taken off.A few kilometers away, night birds are singing, a few kilometers away, people are closing their windows, and a few kilometers away, people are talking about love.

What a blessing.one said. It's so good.said another. ◇ Tennessee Williams wrote: It's about the past and the present; it's about the future. But when we look back at the darkness we have come through, what lies there seems to be still just an uncertain possibility.What we can get a clear perception is only the so-called present moment, and even this is just passing by our body. When I went to see the twins off, I kept thinking about these sorts of things.Across the golf course to the first two stops, I walked in silence.At seven o'clock on Sunday morning, the sky seemed to be piercingly blue.The grass under my feet is full of the premonition of death before the coming of spring.Soon there will be frost and snow on it, and it will glow in the transparent morning light.The whitish grass continued to rattle under our feet.

what's on your mind?asked one of the twins. I didn't think about anything.I said. They put on the sweaters I gave them and held the sweatshirts and the only change they had in paper bags under their armpits. Where are you going?I asked. The original place. Just go home. We walked across the sand of the bunker, across the straight fairway of the eighth hole, and down the open-air lift.A surprising number of birds watched us from the grass and barbed wire. I'm not very good at talking, I can't say no, I feel very lonely after you are gone. So are we. Oh so lonely. But you still have to go?

The two nodded. Is there really a place to go back to? Of course.one said. Otherwise, I won't go back.said another. We stepped over the barbed wire fence of the golf course, walked through the trees, sat on the benches at the bus stop and waited for the bus.The bus stop on Sunday morning was beautifully quiet and filled with pleasant sunlight. We took turns talking and playing with the tail password under the sunlight. The bus came in about five minutes, and I gave them two bus fares. See you next time somewhere!I said. See you next time.said another. It sounded like an echo in my heart for a long time.

The bus door slammed shut and the twins waved to me from the window.Everything is repeated.I walked back to the original way alone, back to the room full of autumn light, listening to the plastic souls left by the twins, making coffee, and watching the November Sunday passing through the window all day. It was a quiet Sunday in November when everything seemed to be transparent. (End of the book)