Chapter 3 Chapter 3 A Quiet Life

Bambina, Bambina. The radio came out Tony.Dallala's sweet singing.Yards in bloom with wild roses, the yellow of gorse.Looking at the long-awaited clear morning road through my sunglasses, I lightly stepped on the accelerator.The early summer wind flows in from the window. What a surprise! Ma Wu frowned the first time he rode in my car. You drive so fast! At dusk, we raced on the highway.Observing the speed limit on Milan's motorways immediately causes traffic obstruction. You completely destroyed my impression of oriental people. Ma Wu didn't know anything.Including this city and me.

The car parked in the parking lot of the library and returned five books.The coolness of the stone building and the high ceiling.Dentists, ballet classrooms, and libraries are the earliest places I was familiar with in this city. Interesting, right?The old-faced administrator asked me across the counter. Si. I answer. Ma Wu often finds it strange that you like reading so much, but you don't buy books. I just like to watch it, not want to own it. No wonder!Ma Wu smiled softly and thoughtfully. I also like to line the shelves with favorite books.On the small bookshelf in the children's room of the apartment on Caprello Street, there are Fa clock, Lindgren, Japanese legends, Grimm's fairy tales and Calvino, and later added Moravia, Tapucci, Mori and " The Tale of Genji".The bookshelves in Chengcheng’s apartment are full of “Sanjiashu”, “New Gujin Wakashu”, “Ugetsu Monogatari”, “Uji Supplementary Monogatari”, Junichiro Tanizaki and Soseki Natsume.

Possession is the worst bondage. I said.Ma Wu slightly shrugged his shoulders, and muttered "Maybe" neither affirmatively nor negatively. morning. When getting off the car behind the jewelry store, meet Albert. Good morning! Good morning! Abbott is not Italian at all. He is diligent and meticulous, working in the workshop early in the morning every day.Moreover, he works purely and silently like a child who concentrates on his work.Sitting at a desk all day listening to songs from a broken radio. Calcium carbide morning.Albert said as if singing. He has transparent white skin and dark brown pupils looking up to the sky.

Albert's earnestness often suffocates me. Open the shop, wipe the windows, put the change in the cash register.Watching those old faces get on the old bus through the window, and turn on the radio to listen to the weather forecast.Drink coffee.Can't wait for the first customer to come to the door. In the morning, Ma Wu called. how is my baby Quiet life.Days that pass smoothly, moderately, and smoothly. Pick you up after get off work?Ma Wu tried his best to pretend nothing happened. Why? nothing. I have a car today. Ah, forget it, go to the library? I said um, scribbling on the summary pad next to it.Three cherries.All have two stems with leaves attached to one of the roots.

Ma Wu probably woke up at dawn.He probably heard my every move, every move, my suppressed sigh, and the long trembling and uneasy sigh before. Will you go home early?I put on a hearty voice as much as possible. If you so wish.Ma Wu agreed with a smile. Had a nightmare this morning.Dreams laughed at by voices.It was a woman's voice from beginning to end, and the location was completely unclear.Probably somewhere in Tokyo.I can't really explain why I think it's Tokyo, it just feels like it is.Flat, occluded, and heavy to breathe.In the dream, I was holding a blue toto bag.It is actually a leather bag that I usually use.I walked with that purse.Because I laughed too loudly, I suddenly thought, what is in the purse?It's a lot of rings, all of which fit in there somehow.Mama's emerald is attached to the white hand with visible veins, and Friedrichka's opal is attached to the hand with knuckles and long fingers.

I stand still.I want to throw away the purse quickly, but I can't throw it away, so I have to keep holding it.My hands and fingers were freezing, and I had no idea what to do. Waking up from the dream, I stared at the ceiling for a long time.Staring at the ceiling, he waited for the terror in his body to fade away.I hold my breath.The whole body is stiff.Although awake, the feeling of the dream still remains.The voice was hidden in a dark crevice.Because the eyes can't see it, it feels thicker instead. Soon, I covered my face with my hands.One, two, three seconds.Gently let out a long breath.It doesn't matter.Because it's just a dream.I lied to myself so much.Calm down!look!Didn't nothing happen?Pretending not to notice the actual feeling of crying and shaking.

Stop by the fish shop on the way home.Because there are small fish that Ma Wu likes, I bought some.Thirty-two thousand lire per kilogram.Put it in boiling water and cook for three minutes. After the fish turns white, take it out and pour it with olive oil and lemon juice.I also bought small red fish that are delicious steamed in wine.This one costs twenty-four thousand lire. I have had nightmares since childhood.Dreams are full of death, bugs, ghosts and violence.In the dream, I was so powerless.I'm a child who can't cry, but I keep crying when I have nightmares.No matter how my mother comforted me and my father scolded me, I couldn't stop.

The dream gradually became a bit abstract from insects and ghosts.Even as it gradually abstracts, the stark horror remains unresolved. The most common dream in Tokyo is the dream of drowning. I want to swim away. I don’t know who is holding my head. I am so sad that I panic and dream about strange birds.The bird was big and gray with a very evil face. All this year I have been dreaming about sound.The voice was cold and weird, laughing, roaring and howling.The sound harassed my nerves and emotions wantonly in my head.I am exhausted. Even so, I couldn't tell Ma Wu about my dream. Ma Wu bought Makeji's chocolates for me.Tie with a white satin ribbon.Makeji is my favorite cafe.

Pair fish with chilled wine, and chat about what happened in the day.Albert, Guests with Dogs, and the American Association are a group of American wives who live in Milan because of their husband's work. But I knew that Ma Wu was thinking about other things.He picks up the small fish with a fork, deftly puts it into his mouth, takes a sip of wine from time to time, and jokes cleverly during it, even so, he is still different from usual. How about some more macaroni?Knowing the answer, I still asked. No, I'm already full. Calori has already passed, and Ma Wu made a grimace as he spoke.

Ma Wu, who is calm, steady and has sound judgment, is disturbed, which makes my chest tighten.However, I know that Ma Wu will not say anything. What kind of fruit do you want to eat? Let's eat in the bedroom!Ma Wu would probably say so.On such a day, Ma Wu would definitely make love to me.It seems that only in this way can I be sure of owning me.I want to tell him that I'm not going anywhere, so you can rest assured, but I can't say it. After sex, I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and drank coffee alone.It was late and obviously listening to Schubert at too loud a volume.Pierre played the piano. D940 is a piece that I have been obsessed with since I was a child.A clear and cold fantasia that touches the soul.The melody of madness hidden deep in the night hangs over the kitchen and me.Black and white checkerboard tiles, floor marbling, black steel pipe chairs.After sex, in the languidness of the limbs and the strange lightness of the body, I don't move for a long time.Outside the small balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows, a hazy yellow moon came out.

On Thursday, as usual, four people go to the movies together.Watch an American movie I haven't seen in a long time.Harvey.Movie starring Kate.Luca likes Harvey.Kate.Daniela said the man had changed.Go to dinner after watching a movie and drink after dinner. Daniela and Luca are a charming couple.I was surprised when she first introduced two people who had no similar appearance.The pampered Daniela and the bad intellectual Luca.Over their after-dinner drinks, they kissed every five minutes. I think you are very cold towards Ma Wu. That's what Daniela told me last week.When she and I were helping her father and Ma Wu choose gifts in Horst. Sometimes I feel really sorry for Ma Wu. Daniela puffed her cheeks. Of course Daniela didn't know.I love Ma Wu, but just because I don't kiss every five minutes, I can't say that I am cold to him. Hi!Ma Wu stared at my face, don't you drink? I'm drinking!As I said that, I touched the wine glass.Feel the intense gaze of Daniela across the table. When I woke up on Friday, Ma Wu had already gone out.After showering, go to Frog Atrium.low sky.It seemed that it was going to rain.The new green water of magnolia is tender.gray sky.Four small green trees.I sat on the stone railing and read a book.A gentle wind brushed his forehead. An hour later, the sweet smell of the rain scratched the tip of the nose, and the thin rain fell down.The soil smelled immediately.He closed the book and stood there watching the rain for a while.The rain that makes the green magnolia leaves tremble. Go home and take a hot shower.The swaying air wraps around the body, listening to the sound of rain hitting the drainpipe. In the afternoon, write to Federica. It was raining outside.Thank you for the delicious lunch you hosted the other day.Your dishes remind me of my mood in elementary school. Remember when you scolded me?Put the book down!Harsh voice.It's just like this when you invite me to have a snack at your house after school on a quiet afternoon with fog and rain.It was because the book I borrowed from school that day was so interesting that I could concentrate on it. That's when I learned the term bookworm (Topo di biblioteca). It's not that I was affected by dating an American man, I'm watching Henry.james. Finally, I signed Aoi and folded the blue letterhead. In the evening, Ma Wu called back from the office and said with a smile: It's raining, how do you feel? Don't spoil me too much!I looked at the rain outside the window and said. I'm used to pampering you. Ma Wu is always so gentle. The next week will be busy with in-store discounts and promotions.Selling onyx earrings that have been sitting in a box for over a year.Bought by a forty-something woman with beautiful short platinum-blonde hair. I'm always in a weird mood when selling jewelry.I always imagine the buyer's room first.Picture where she keeps her jewelry.Then, picture her standing in front of the mirror and putting on her jewelry.Is it a special occasion to wear it?Or keep it as part of your skin?Or wear it for travel? I may not like jewelry, but I like the life of a woman who wears jewelry, and the life of a woman who buys jewelry, and the life of a woman who is given jewelry. The summer air is thicker by the day.The street outside the window also adds bright and lively colors.There are vendors selling ice cream in the square, and people in straight sweaters and shorts are drying their bodies in the cathedral square as if enjoying a short summer. so beautiful!Solemn and grand.The building itself is sculpture. amazing! This has history.The distant history of Christian culture. In the summer, we are in the Shunzheng apartment in Meiqiu. But, how should I put it, the cathedral in Milan is so cold, it feels inaccessible, maybe this is like Milan. cathedral. For example, when I was shopping, I saw the cathedral from the bus window, and suddenly something passed over my chest.Even if it is small, it is very far away.It almost felt like a small spot.Even though it's like a speck, it's alive and breathing inside of me. Which one do you like? While I was keeping accounts after closing, Albert came out from behind and asked me.Holds a jewel in each hand.Both are made of lapis lazuli. this.I pointed to the simple one without hesitation. I thought you would say so.Albert nodded meaningfully, and said with a smile, because you have a cleansing habit. Cleanliness? Resentment to decoration. I smiled wryly, this is exaggerating, I just like simple things. Albert looked straight at me. What's up? Soft white skin, pure brown eyes. what?I put down my pen and looked at Albert.how? Just a momentary blankness. I was thinking, decoration is also very interesting, why do you reject it? Alberto smiled and whispered like singing. We were supposed to be back in a week, but when Angela, who hadn't heard from her for almost a month, made an international call, we were drinking rum in the living room. Hi honey, it's me, you know? Hi Angela, how are you? I hold the microphone in my left hand and shake the ice cubes in the glass with my right.Around the big round ice cube, Amaret's water glistened.Knowing that the call was from Angela, Ma Wu didn't particularly change his expression. Is Ma Wu there? Yes, wait a minute. I raised my eyebrows to signal to Ma Wu.Yours, Angela. Are you still in Paris? Yes, in Paris. I know you love Paris. Angela smiled. Angela, what's the matter? Ma Wu was full of family affection as if the quarrel a while ago had never happened.I licked Amaret with the tip of my tongue. Angela's problem is money.Seems like something is wrong with the credit card. No problem, I'll send it right away. Ma Wu said, watching me repeat the name and address of the restaurant.I stood up and looked for my notepad. What about the trouble with credit cards?When will Angela return to Milan?After Ma Wu hung up the phone, I didn't ask.siblings.I'm an only child, so I don't understand that feeling. The next morning, in fine weather, I went to a coffee shop with Ma Wu.Café in Brera, offering an American-style Sunday brunch.We come here on average twice a month and spend our Sunday mornings here. Quiet life. Eh?What? We all wore shorts and sunglasses.Ma Wu, who is wearing a polo shirt, has thick arms.The beautifully muscular arms extend down to a slender wrist. Quiet life.I say it again, it's a novel, a Nobel Prize-winning writer. Sipping freshly squeezed orange juice, I eat sticky sweet cinnamon rolls.Ma Wu's fried egg with lotus leaves was burnt, and it was brought to the table with the aroma of oil. The afternoon is spent in the library. What I am most satisfied with about the library is that even the position by the window is not exposed to the sun.The sun was shining brightly outside the square windows, but the inside of the museum separated by a wall was dark and quiet, with no wind in the air. I sat in a dark corner looking out the window. Not long after dating Ma Wu, he said to me: Your eyes are very penetrating. thorough? We walked along the river.Trees with dry branches and leaves stand on both sides in winter.The fog and the shop windows lined up along the street and the water field of the ruins of the ancient laundry.Ma Wu was wearing a dark blue wool coat.The breath they exhaled was white. Is it the eyes that see through the essence of things?Eyes that are undisguised and unconfused. Are you implying that I'm trying to hide something? No, Ma Wu smiled. You are wrong, I am very scheming. We walked to the end of the road where the old shops by the river were mostly galleries, interspersed with old clothes shops and toy shops, crossed the small bridge, and walked back from the other side. Maybe you don't believe it, Ma Wu stopped and looked at me with a sincere expression. This is the first time I want to live with someone else. Ma Wu has no aura of lying. I'm probably obsessed with it.Holding a sense of intimacy similar to animals. It's a bit strange, but I like the fact that Ma Wu will return to the United States at any time. So, live together? I said, Ma Wu was silent for a moment, and then asked with a hurt voice: Do you think I'm saying this because I want to? Don't you want to ask me how I feel? You are too straight. It's dusk.The slowly falling night enveloped the cars parked on the side of the road. I do like you very much. I say slowly and carefully: It doesn't matter if you live together or not. Ma Wu didn't say anything. We walked in silence for a while, and finally Ma Wu simply said OK. OK, that's it. Let's rock a boat! Is it because of the sunshine outside the window?No progress in reading today. In the evening, meet Ma Wu in Pei Ke.Peck is a big home-cooked joint with a bar and liquor in the basement. Buon giomo. We are very familiar with the store because Mawu imports wine.In addition to the fact that the couples of American men and Japanese women are particularly conspicuous, it is also because they often meet here.As Ma Wu said, it seems that there are all kinds of cheap food here, but what I like is the spacious and clean store and the open atmosphere, as well as the affordable and mellow wine. Ma Wu hasn't come yet.I wandered around the store as usual.Countless wine bottles are neatly arranged like a library.Light green bottle, black bottle, transparent bottle, blue bottle. All bottles are placed horizontally, with a thin metal cap visible over the cork.The bright rich green of the bottle cap is very similar to the blue of the night sky. please! The clerk brought a small glass of white wine.For tasting. Thanks.I said, sitting on a white wooden chair. sunflower. I can't remember when Ma Wu gave me wine here.The suspension is full of old wines. Look, this logo! The bottle of wine that Ma Wu bought was white wine from 1970, the year I was born. So fast! Ma Wu, who changed from shorts to casual wide trousers, smelled of soap. How was your afternoon? He kissed me on the cheek. read a book!I replied lightly, putting my arms around Ma Wu's waist.What about the gym? We went to the first floor to fill up the shopping baskets.During this time, we kept hugging.Take Ma Wu's car home.Maybe make love before eating, maybe take a bath first. sunflower! Ma Wu hugged my back and said, I like your style like an American girl the most.