Chapter 8 7

When I was a child, I was a very seldom-spoken teenager. My parents were very worried and took me to the home of a psychiatrist I knew. The doctor's house is on a high ground with a view of the sea. As soon as I sat on the sofa in the living room with good sunlight, a noble middle-aged woman brought me ice-cold orange juice and two donuts.I was on my lap, eating half the donut and drinking the orange water while being careful not to spill the sugar. Want to drink again?The doctor asked me, I shook my head, and it was just the two of us facing each other.A portrait of Mozart on the front wall glared at me resentfully like a timid cat.

Once upon a time there was a goat who lived very well. Very nice opening line, I closed my eyes and imagined a nice goat. Every time the goat wore a heavy gold watch around its neck.While panting for air, he walked up and down.As for the gold watch, it was not only messy and heavy, but also broken and immovable.At this time, the rabbit friend came over and said: Brother Goat!Why would you hang a watch that doesn't move?Isn't it heavy and useless?The goat said: "It's very heavy, but I'm used to it. I'm used to both the weight of the watch and the immobility." As the doctor said so, he drank his own orange juice and looked at me with a smile.I waited silently for him to continue.

One day, Mr. Goat celebrated his birthday, and the rabbit gave him a small gift box tied with a beautiful ribbon, which contained a shiny, very light and very accurate new watch.Mr. Goat was so delighted that he wore the new watch around his neck, and went about showing it to everyone. Here the story ends abruptly. You are the goat, I am the rabbit, and the watch is your heart. As if I had been cheated, I had no choice but to nod. Once a week, on a Sunday afternoon, I took the trolley to the bus to the doctor's house, and had some coffee rolls, or apple pie, or pancake, or croissants dipped in honey, for my treatment.It was only about a year, but it cost me even a trip to the dentist.

The so-called civilization is a kind of communication, he said.If something cannot be expressed, it is as if it does not exist.OK?Oh zero.If you are hungry, all you have to do is say I am hungry.I'll give you biscuits, you can eat them. (I grab a cookie.) Zero oh.Do you understand?You don't want to speak, but you are hungry, so you don't want to express it with words, you can try it with gestures (gesture game). I pressed my stomach and made a pained expression.The doctor laughed, it was indigestion. indigestion. ◇ The second thing we do is free talking. About cats, you can talk about anything.

I pretended to be thinking and turned my head around. As long as you think about it, you can say anything. Animals with four legs. So is the elephant. Much smaller than that. Then what? Being raised at home, he can catch mice when he is happy. what to eat fish. Where's the sausage? Sausages are also eaten. like this. The doctor was right that civilization is a kind of communication, and if something that can be expressed and communicated is lost, civilization will end.Click OFF. ◇ In the spring when I was 14 years old, unbelievably, like a dyke burst, I suddenly started talking.Although I can’t remember what I said, but as if I wanted to fill the gap between 14 years, I spent three months talking non-stop until mid-July, when I finished speaking, I had a fever of 40 degrees , Did not go to school for three consecutive days.After the heat subsided, I turned into an ordinary boy who didn't talk too much and didn't talk too much.