Chapter 5 two

Yesterday, the temperature in Taipei City rose to 40 degrees Celsius.The paper said it was the hottest and driest summer in twenty years.Throughout August, not a single drop of rain fell.The trees in the park are so hot that they are smoking.Those palms, green corals, and king coconuts are lush and steaming, and the top is covered with a layer of hot mist.The concrete steps around the lotus pond in the park and the stone railings on the steps are exposed to the sun during the day, but at night, they are all emitting heat.People stood on the stone steps, their bodies were warm and itchy from the heat.The sky was dark, and the clouds were so low that they seemed to press down on the ground.In the corner of the night sky, a large fat moon floated low on the top of the coconut, dimly red, like a big meat ball with scarlet fever, bloodshot.There is no wind around, the woods are dark, and the trees stand there quietly.The air was thick, hot and stuffy, as if it had gelled.

Because it was the night of the weekend, we were all there, one by one, standing on the steps of the lotus pond, leaning on the railings, and densely surrounded the pond. Human heads were floating around the pond, in the dark , one by one, swaying, swaying, circling the pool.In the gloomy night, we can see a bald head floating on one side, a lock of flaxen hair on the other side, and a pair of wide-open eyes shining with desire, like the eyes of a night cat. The pupils are ejaculating, low, rustling, and whispering in secret, humming in every corner.Occasionally, Meng Lang's laughter would break out abruptly into the hot night sky, rolling and jumping in all directions.Of course, this unbridled laughter came from our master, Instructor Yang.Instructor Yang was wearing a crimson red pullover tights, with a plump belly standing upright in front of him, and a pair of shiny black Aolong pants, but his buttocks were wrapped tightly behind him, as if front and back It's like a big balloon.Coach Yang walked back and forth, patrolling the steps, busy greeting everyone.Holding a two-foot-long large paper folding fan in his hand, when he fanned it, the surface of the fan was illuminated by a cool breeze, and on the bottom of the fan, there were eight big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes.Coach Yang shouted and laughed pantingly, and as soon as he walked around, the fleshy balls in front of him and behind him trembled and fluctuated one after another, very arrogant and poised.Coach Yang himself named the chief coach in the park.He said that in our old den, he could count how many grasses there were on the ground, and the number of disciples and grandchildren trained under his hands, at least to say the least, probably numbered thirty to fifty.He would often brandish the two-foot-long folding fan in his hand, like a baton, jabbing towards us fiercely, and shouting:

This cunt raised, the master debuted in the park, you are still in the womb!Dare to be brave in front of the master?Rabbits who eat shit and don't know the smell! Once, Xiaoyu wore a scarlet lapel shirt, a pair of sapphire blue flared pants, and half-tube boots under her feet, stomping and stomping, shining on the steps, very handsome, handsome, and coquettish.For some reason, our master was offended. He stretched out his hand to grab the collarbone, twisted Xiaoyu's hand behind his back, and said with a sneer: Who are you showing these light bones?Do you offer treasures in front of the master?But knowing that the master is as old as you, he still goes to Yang Zongbao for tickets!How many catties are your bones, I'd like to weigh them.

As she spoke, the other hand pinched Xiaoyu's neck fiercely, Xiaoyu cried out in pain, begging for twenty people in a row.Our master Yang Jinhai, head coach Yang, is indeed a very well-known and valuable figure in the park.He is the founding father of our country, he knows most of the people in the park, and he knows everyone's likes and dislikes clearly.Instructor Yang is tactful and slick, and there are a few respectable people behind him to support him, so he can enjoy himself in the park.In the past, Coach Yang worked as a foreman in several taverns and restaurants in Liutiaotong, Zhongshan North Road. He has dealt with all kinds of people and so on.Hello, hello, he can speak a lot of English in Pidgin, which is too many, and he can also speak a few words in Japanese, so people call him Liujotong, he can understand all of them.

It is said that our master, Instructor Yang, used to be a child of a good family.His father was still a magistrate in Yantai, Shandong Province on the mainland, but when he went to Taiwan, he opened a tavern called Taoyuanchun Eat Night in Liutiaotong, Taipei. Coach Yang took his father's place in the tavern.At that time, people in the park went to Taoyuanchun every night to join in, and the business really flourished for a while.Later, the hooligans in the park also caught in, blackmailed and made trouble, and called the police.Some people are afraid of trouble, so they don't come to the door.When business slowed down, the store closed.Later, others opened Xiaoxiang, Champagne, and Liufutang one after another, but they all failed.People in the park still miss Coach Yang's Taoyuanchun.They said that on winter nights, when the park was cold, everyone crowded to Taoyuanchun to warm up a pot of Shaoxing wine and two dishes of stewed vegetables.Everyone was drunk, knocking bowls, knocking dishes, hooking shoulders and shoulders, humming a few popular tunes together, that kind of atmosphere is really good.When Coach Yang mentioned Taoyuanchun, he was very proud:

My Taoyuanchun, it is a paradise!The birds hid inside, out of the wind and rain, comfortable and safe.As for me, the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara, I don’t know how many birds of fate have passed through Purdue! Later, Coach Yang had a falling out with his father and ran out.The reason was that the old man had withdrawn a large sum of money in the bank.It is said that the money was completely spent on our master's precious son, the primitive A Xiongzai.A Xiongzai is a mountain man, he will go mad, and he will fall down with a puff when he walks, foaming at his mouth.That time he passed out on the road, his legs were broken by a car, and he lived in a sanatorium in Taiwan for half a year, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars, which was paid by Coach Yang.Ah Xiongzi is six feet three feet tall, completely black, and the muscles on his chest are as hard as iron.A pair of claws are surprisingly big, like bear's paws.Sometimes, he joked with us, stretched out a pair of big hands in a daze, hugged us, and hugged us hard.His arm strength is astonishing, if you try to hoop him, all the bones in your body will be crushed, which made us cry out in pain.Ah Xiongzai is the most delicious, we teased him, we took a popsicle and shook his face, and said: "Call me brother!"He stretched out his hand to snatch it, grinned stupidly, bit his big tongue, and shouted: High, high.In fact, he is ten years older than us, and he must be thirty.Every time he came out, he followed Coach Yang, always carrying big and small bags in his hands: tangerine peel plum, Jiayingzi, peanut crisps, stuffing them into his mouth as he walked, and when he saw us, he raised the snacks in his hand , shouted: Do you want it?He gets a little for each of us.Sometimes Coach Yang couldn't see it, so he hit him on the head with a fan and cursed:

You are poor and generous, if you turn around and get rid of it, I will buy you a dog dick! Disciples, what are you still doing standing here?Our master, Teacher Yang, came to our pile, pointed a fan at us, and shouted: All those big fish were caught by Xiao Moer from Sanshui Street, and there are a few overnight fried dough sticks left, I think Do you have any appetite? As he said that, Coach Yang slapped his big folding fan aside, and fanned it desperately, with a gentle breeze and sweet dreams.The primitive man Axiongzai stood upright behind Coach Yang, he was huge, like a big bear in a circus.He was wearing a bright purple nylon sweatshirt, brand new, and the muscles on his chest were stretched out.

Hey, A Xiongzi, your new clothes are so handsome, is it given to you by the old man? Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and thumped Ah Xiongzai's chest, and we all laughed.We wanted to excite our master, so we started with A Xiongzai. The old glans is a pervert in his sixties and his neck is covered with psoriasis.The people in the park ignored him, he could only hide in the dark, and when we were off guard, he stretched out his hand and grabbed us.Once, he took a bag of boiled peanuts and coaxed Ah Xiong away.Afterwards, our master was so angry that he fainted, grabbed the old man's glans, and beat him to death.

You are a fucking son of a bitch, and that body of yours was given to you by the old dick!Coach Yang poked Xiaoyu's forehead with a fan, and scolded: Xiongzai, this clothes, you ask him, who bought it for him? Dada bought it for me, Ah Xiongzai bit his big tongue and said with a silly smile. Silly boy, where did you buy it? company today. How much? one hundred Damn, one hundred and eight!Coach Yang slapped Ah Xiongzai on the generous back with a loud slap, and he laughed, ah!This little thief was hiding here Coach Yang found that the mouse was cowering and hiding behind Xiaoyu, so he grabbed the mouse by the ear, dragged him out, grabbed the mouse by the stem, and shouted:

You go and get a knife, and I'll chop off those thief's claws!What are these thieves left for?He only sneaks around all day long!Looking for death but not a good life, I introduce someone to you, and I want you to have sex, who allows you to steal other people's things?The face of the master is completely embarrassing for you!Without waiting for others to call the police, I will take you, a murderous thief, into the police station and repair it severely. Tomorrow I will tell the crow to hang you up and beat you! Master Mouse struggled and shouted in a hurry, his thin yellow triangular face was distorted into a strange appearance.

Oh, Coach Yang sneered, do you know how to be afraid?It wasn't me who interceded last time, the crow beat you to death long ago, do you still remember the taste of the wire whip? Coach Yang raised his hand and slapped the mouse twice, causing the mouse's head to sway back and forth, and then poked his forehead twice with the handle of the fan, and then walked away with A Xiongzai.His fat body fluctuated rhythmically back and forth. What did you steal again?Xiaoyu asked. I just took a pen from him, what a fart!The mouse pursed his lips and spit out his saliva. The dead man promised three hundred, but only gave me two hundred. Yo, when did you raise the price again?three hundred?Xiaoyu said in surprise. The mouse grinned embarrassingly, and hesitated for a long time before saying: He's going for that set. He stretched out his thin arm, rolled up his sleeve, and exposed his shoulder.We all leaned over to look, and through the fluorescent light from the other side of the gravel path, we saw three black blisters on the mouse's thin arm. Oh, what the hell is this?Xiaoyu touched it with her hands. Hey, the mouse jumped up like an electric shock, don't touch it, it hurts, it was burned by the dead man of Huopaozi with a cigarette butt. You bloody bastard, you are doing this again, Xiaoyu pointed to the tip of the mouse's nose and said, one day you will meet a ghost and chop you into meatloaf and eat you! Mouse Zhizhi smirked twice, baring his scorched teeth. Xiaoyu, the mouse begged in a low voice, go and tell the master for me, don't tell the crow, okay? I intercede for you, how can you thank me?Would you like me to watch Xin Nanyang's "The Hanging Man Tree"?Xiaoyu grabbed the mouse's ear, you little thief, if you steal something in the future, don't forget to share the spoils with the young master. No problem, the mouse grinned. He lowered his head, raised his arm, and looked at the few black blisters on his own arm, as if he was very interested. Xiaoyu went away for a while, then came back and said to the mouse: The master said: For the time being, I will spare the life of this little dog, and if you commit another crime next time, you will be dealt with severely!Look at your virtue, the crows make the shit go away!Let me ask you, what are you afraid of him?Is his thing so big that it scares your soul out or something? We all laughed, and the mouse squeaked with us.The crow is the eldest brother of the mouse. The mouse said that he had no parents since he was a child and grew up in the crow's house.Crow works as a bodyguard in Jiangshan Building, Wanxiangyu, and has a very violent temper.The mouse was there with him, and he beat and kicked him all day, like a little slave.We asked why the mice didn't come out.The mouse shrugged, but he couldn't make any sense, saying that he was used to following the crows.Once, the mouse stole a watch from a guest, and the police found the crow's house.The crow hung the mouse up, and lashed it hard with a three-foot-long steel whip, which made the mouse unable to straighten its waist for a long time. When it saw us, it bent its back, twisted its face, and smiled strangely. Ah Ching. Xiaoyu called in my ear, and quietly pulled my clothes.I followed him, walked down the steps, and got into the clump of camphor trees. Please, please, Xiaoyu grabbed my arm and begged excitedly. How about it?Want me to lie for you again?How can you please me. Good brother, tomorrow I will bring two big mangoes back for you to eat, Xiaoyu smiled.When Lao Zhou came to see me later, you said that my mother was sick and went back to Sanchongpu. Forget it, I shook my hand and said with a smile, last time I also said that your mother is sick, does he still believe it? Believe it or not!Xiaoyu sneered, and I didn't sell it to him.Don't bother to argue with him! Lao Zhou is Xiaoyu's godfather, and the two have had a good relationship for more than a year.Lao Zhou opened a dyeing and weaving factory in Zhonghe Township, and he still has a lot of money, so he buys things for Xiaoyu all day long.Last week, Lao Zhou gave Xiaoyu a Seiko watch. Xiaoyu wore that Seiko watch and showed it everywhere: Lao Zhou bought it for me!I asked Xiaoyu if she was engaged to Lao Zhou, but Xiaoyu let out a sigh and said: The old man treats me well, but he manages too hard, I can't bear it!Lao Zhou forced Xiaoyu to move to Zhonghe Township to live with him, but Xiaoyu refused, and only agreed to go there three or four days a week.Xiaoyu was a wild horse, and Lao Zhou couldn't take him down, and the two often quarreled over it. What kind of new account is this time?I asked. Tell you, please keep it secret for me, he is an overseas Chinese. Hey, thanks to the overseas Chinese godfather! The master told me that he was from Tokyo, a native of the province, and he was said to be very proud, so I went to see him at the Liufu Inn. As Xiaoyu said, jumping up and down, she ran out of the woods, turning her head and shouting to me: Lao Zhou, please, please! The woods are full of poisonous mosquitoes. After standing for a while, my arms have already been bitten by several blisters.I scratched the itch and walked out, suddenly there was a hand behind me, and it was on my shoulder. who? I was startled, and turned around abruptly, only to see Wu Min's face, in the darkness, like a piece of white paper floating in the air. It is you!When did you leave the hospital? this afternoon.Wu Min's voice was weak and trembling. You guy, don't tell us when you come out! I just came to look for you. The mouse told me just now that you and Xiaoyu came here. I walked towards the lotus pond, but Wu Min grabbed my arm and begged: Don't go there, okay?There are so many people. I turned around and walked towards the park gate museum. The fluorescent street lamps on both sides of the path, purple lights, shone on Wu Min's face, as if it had been coated with wax, pale and pale, without any blood.On his originally very handsome face, both cheeks were completely shaved, and a pair of big black and exposed eyes were deeply sunken.He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and I noticed that there was still a gauze bandage around his left wrist, as if wearing a white handcuff.That day Wu Min was lying in the emergency room of National Taiwan University Hospital. A two-inch knife mark was cut on his left wrist. The bright red muscles and muscles were turned out, and blood was dripping all over his body.Wu Min had no money and couldn't pay the deposit, and the hospital refused to transfuse him with blood.Fortunately, the three of us, Xiaoyu and Mouse, arrived in time, and each of us transfused 500 cc of blood to save his life.When he saw us, he blinked his big absent-minded eyes, opened his mouth for a long time, but couldn't say a word.But Xiaoyu was jumping up and down angrily, cursing: Damn it, why don't you jump off a building like this kind of scumbag?Wouldn't it be easier to fall to death?I also need the young master to come for a blood transfusion! The day before Wu Min cut his wrist, he came to the park, saw us, and said: Ah Qing, I don't want to live anymore. When he said it, he was smiling, we all thought he was joking.Xiaoyu said: You go to die, you go to death, I will burn the paper money for you after you die. Who knew that he really cut his wrist bloody with a blade. Ah Qing and Wu Min called me in a low voice, and we sat down on the stone steps of the museum with our backs against the stone pillars. Um?I look at him. Can you lend me some money?Wu Min kept her head down, I haven't had dinner yet. I reached into my trouser pocket for a long time, took out three shriveled ten-yuan bills that smelled of sweat, and handed them to him. That's it. I'll return it to you in two days, Wu Min said vaguely. Forget it, I waved my hand, you have no money, why don't you ask the master for it? Embarrassed to speak to him again, Wu Min smiled dryly. He paid for the hospitalization, more than 10,000 yuan. Wow, the master is so generous this time!I cried, after all you are his beloved apprentice! I promised him that I would find a way to pay him back in the future. So much money, you will never pay it back in your whole life.I think you should hurry up and find a rich godfather to pay off your debts, I said with a smile. Wu Min kept his head down, and the hand tied with white gauze kept writing on the ground. After a while, he asked faintly: Ah Qing, when you went to Mr. Zhang's house that day, did you see Mr. Zhang?What was he saying to you? On the afternoon when Wu Min cut his wrist, I went to Guangwu New Village, Dunhua South Road, to find Mr. Zhang.Wu Min used to live in Mr. Zhang's house. I went there to find him once. Wu Min was kneeling on the floor, wiping the floor with a big rag.He was shirtless, barefoot, and sweaty.He was very happy to see me, and offered me a bottle of cider from the refrigerator.He knelt on the floor, wiping it vigorously while chatting with me.Mr. Zhang's apartment is very beautifully furnished, a set of five large black patent leather sofas with high backs, and the tables are all made of shiny silver chrome shelves with glass surfaces.There is a tall wine cabinet on the front wall of the living room, which contains various foreign wine bottles. Mr. Zhang's home is really comfortable. I wish I could stay here for the rest of my life.Wu Min looked up and smiled at me, his face was blushing and dripping with sweat. That day when I went to Mr. Zhang’s house, Mr. Zhang was sitting on a sofa in the living room, with his feet crossed, watching TV.Mr. Zhang only wore a pair of iron gray silk pajama pants, and a pair of sapphire blue satin slippers.It was Xiao Qinkuai who came to open the door. We all call him Xiaojingguai.The little monster has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is as strong as a small bull, but his mouth is as sweet as honey. Our master, Coach Yang, said to him: Little monster, your mouth is so good at talking, that mynah on the tree, go and coax me down for me. Mr. Zhang, I told Mr. Zhang in the living room that Wu Min committed suicide. Mr. Zhang was taken aback at first. What about people?dead? At National Taiwan University Hospital, the wrist was cut open and blood transfusions were in progress. oh Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, but turned his head to watch TV again.On the color screen, "The Meeting of the Stars" is reflected, Qingshan and Wanqu are acting as lovers, singing in chorus: pineapple sweet pineapple is like you Xiao Qinkui also came over, and sat down next to Mr. Zhang, with one foot curled up on the sofa, his hands scratching his foot, both of them seemed to be attracted by Qingshan and Wanqu's songs at the same time, watching TV, Without blinking.Qingshan walked up and down with his arms around his waist, a song was almost finished when Mr. Zhang suddenly remembered it, turned his head and asked me: Wu Min committed suicide, why did you come to me? Mr. Zhang was around forty, and opened a trading company specializing in the export of plastic toys.He is a handsome man with a straight nose, his hair is tightly brushed, and his temples are slightly gray.But on his thin mouth, there was a deep black mark slanted on the right corner of his mouth, as if there was a sneer hanging all the way.When Wu Min was lying in the emergency room for a blood transfusion, he begged under my ear: Please go to the hospital, Mr. Zhang.But when I saw the almost murderous smile on the corner of Mr. Zhang's mouth, I was tongue-tied for a moment and couldn't say a word. You came just in time, Wu Min still has a bag of old clothes left here, you can bring it to him by the way, Mr. Zhang instructed Xiao Qin quickly to get the bag of clothes. Xiao Qin quickly jumped off the sofa, ran inside, and took out a bag of old clothes.They were some yellow crepe underwear and two worn-out floral shirts.Xiao Qin quickly stuffed the bag of old clothes into my hand, rolled his bulging goldfish eyes a few times, his face was full of color.When I returned to National Taiwan University Hospital, I didn't take out the old clothes. I said to Wu Min: Mr. Zhang is not at home. Ah Qing, you know, I have lived in Mr. Zhang's house for more than a year.He always stays at home in a well-behaved manner, and has never gone wild by himself once.Mr. Zhang has a bad temper, but I always obey him.He loves to be clean, and I wipe the floor desperately every day.At first I didn't know how to cook and was often scolded.Later, after reading the recipe, Mr. Zhang said to me with a smile: Xiao Wu, your Douban carp is almost the same as that of Emei.I was very happy, thinking that Mr. Zhang liked it very much.Who knows that he lost his temper for no reason that day, so he told me to move out immediately, and he was not allowed to stay for another day.I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be such a heartless person.Ah Qing, did you see Mr. Zhang that day?Is he still angry? Wu Min's voice came from the darkness, trembling, disturbing to hear.Suddenly, I seemed to see Mr. Zhang's deep and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth again, so I interrupted Wu Min's complaint: I saw him, he and Xiao Qinkui were sitting on the sofa watching TV, watching <All Stars>. Oh Wu Min sighed ambiguously, and after a while, he stood up. I'm leaving first, I'm going to buy something to eat. Wu Min walked down the steps, his paper-like face was drifting in the darkness. Back to the lotus pond, it was already midnight.The loudspeaker of the broadcasting station is dead, and all the tourists in the park have left.So our kingdom suddenly emerged from the darkness.On the steps of the lotus pond, there are many shadows.The group of young people in Sanshui Street, in twos and threes, their wooden clogs clattering, were extremely arrogant.On the other side of the pavilion, our respected old man Sheng Gong was staggering towards our teacher, Instructor Yang, and asked wearily, "Is there any new child?"Sheng Gong is old and has severe rheumatism in his back.He seeks a child for company just to spend the night with his old man and have a glass of soju.Sheng Gong often suffers from insomnia at night. He said that he only needs to look at a young face, and his unwillingness to be lonely is like taking a sleeping pill before he is willing to calm down.Sheng Gong is the chairman of Wannianqing Film Company. He has made several super literary and romantic films and made a lot of money.It is said that Mr. Sheng used to be a celebrity in Shanghai, and he acted with many famous female stars, but he said to us with infinite emotion: what is the use of being rich and famous?Children, youth is the most precious thing in the world!The one who trailed behind the mouse, panting and shouting as a rat spirit, was Lu Siwu, a famous chef from Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the cornucopia. Lu Siwu weighed two hundred and five pounds, and when he smiled, he looked like a happy Buddha.He has a preference for mice.Mice, I just like his ribs, like eating duck wings.The more you chew, the more delicious it will be!Far away in the woods, hiding away and not daring to show their faces are a group of college students from good families; those who have not had time to take off their uniforms are soldiers who have returned from the outer islands and went to Taipei for vacation; The little hooligans who came to the park to fight the autumn wind to register the case; there are also guys from the Ximending auction house, tailor shop, and leather shoe store; The Taiwanese star who often wears a Parisian hat on his head; and the wrinkled artist who fanatically pursues the shadow of beauty.Masters of art often say things that we don't quite understand: where is the body, where is the body reliable?Only art, only art can last forever!So he drew all the beautiful boys in our kingdom into pictures.Of course, there is also our old gardener Guo Lao who is the oldest and has gone through many vicissitudes.Mr. Guo stands far away under the green coral tree, with white hair and white eyebrows, and his old eyes are open, looking at the group of young birds in the park with pity, in the darkness of midnight, blindly, In a hurry, they swooped around.Guo Lao opened a photo studio Youth Art Garden on Changchun Road.He collected our photos and pasted them into a thick album called Youth Bird Collection.He numbered me number eighty-seven and named me Little Goshawk. In this kingdom of ours, we have no distinction, no high and low, no distinction between old and young, strong and weak.What we have in common is a body that makes desire burn unbearably painful.Hearts that are so lonely that they go crazy.These crazy lonely hearts, at midnight, are like a group of ferocious beasts that have broken through the cage, baring their teeth and claws, and start hunting around.Under the guidance of the dim red moon, we are like a group of sleepwalking patients, one by one, stepping on the shadow of each other, we start chasing wildly, around the lotus pond, endlessly, reincarnating, chasing our huge and full of A nightmare of love and lust. In the dark, I stepped onto the steps of the lotus pond and joined the ranks. As if under hypnotism, I couldn't help myself, circling the lotus pond, turning round and round.In the darkness, I saw that pair of green eyes burning with longing, desire, doubt, fear, and terror, chasing each other like fireflies.Even in the thick and dark night, I can feel sharply that one pair of eyes, every time they meet me, are like two balls of sparks falling on my face, burning and painful.I feel uneasy, I feel palpitations, but I can't avoid those eyes.Those piercing eyes are so persistent and eager, as if they are desperately exploring and begging me for something.He was a tall, thin stranger, and I never saw him in the park. Go, don't get in the way, our master, Instructor Yang, whispered in my ear behind me, I saw him following you all night. The stranger had already walked down the steps, and stood under a big king coconut tree at the other end of the stone path, facing me, standing there tall, quietly, but aggressively waiting there.Strangers, usually we try to avoid them, so as not to take the wrong line and cause danger.We always have to wait for our master to appraise and approve before we dare to follow, because Coach Yang never misses people.I went down the steps to the stone path that led to the Parkway gate.I passed the stranger, pretending not to see him, and walked towards the gate. I heard his footsteps following me on the gravel path.I walked out of the gate of the park and went straight to the National Taiwan University Hospital, under the streetlight at the entrance of a deserted alley, stopped and waited. Under the streetlight, I could see clearly that the stranger was standing with me, taller than me by more than half a head, always more than six feet, and his body was bony and thin, propped up one by one.The dark blue shirt on his body seemed to be stretched over a broad frame.He has a rectangular face with high cheekbones, deep-cut cheeks, but a straight nose, a pair of slender eyebrows flying upwards suddenly, and a head of thick black hair fluffed up.He looked like he was in his thirties, and the contours of his face should be very straight, but he was so skinny, as if all the muscles in his body were withered.Only his pair of deeply sunken and unusually peculiar eyes were like two blazing wildfires in the primeval forest, jumping brightly in the darkness, eagerly looking for something along the way.When he looked at me and smiled, I suggested: Let's go to the ring.