triumphant sister

Chapter 15

Little feet, watching them huddle tightly around the roof in the intermittent rain.

"Eat it quickly, this kind of green apple will not be available after this month. Taking advantage of the rain, my dad and I went to the nearby orchard to steal it."

"Cheng En, I really envy you."

"Why do you envy me, Apple? This is the last one, and I can't pick it up again. Gu Chengze won't even have to eat the ones that are going to be released to dogs. Eat it quickly."

Liu Xingnan took a bite of the green apple in his hand, the peel was hard, the flesh was white, obviously wrapped in a lot of sweetness, but because it was not in season, the sourness left in his throat after swallowing could make people tremble.

Gu Chengen looked at Liu Xingnan who was so sore and trembling, he grabbed the creeper's feet on the roof in the rain and laughed loudly.

Liu Xingnan said to Gu Chengen: "If you can't live well, you can't live well. Aren't you doing a white job?"

"No, I believe they are not ordinary flowers, they are flowers in front of the altar, God will not let them wither."

Gu Chengen stroked the leaves of Viola chinensis with his hand and said, "Flower, come on, it will be fine after this period, and everything will be fine."

"Why, now you also like this flower." Liu Xingnan said.

"I just didn't like the color of this flower before. It's purple. It's too attractive. It's a bit unnecessary to be so attractive. But, I found out later that it's actually edible." After Gu Chengen finished speaking, his stomach let out a growl.

Liu Xingnan said: "I really convinced you."

I saw Gu Chengen kneeling in front of the flower window devoutly and said: "God, please protect these flowers, they are delicious. People die for money and birds die for food. I think, I am a bird person, don't pressure me." If it’s too big, you can’t do it, but I can do it myself.”

It is estimated that God has never seen such textbook-style shamelessness.

Liu Xingnan smiled.

Being shameless is not the goal, but her smile is the goal.

Gu Chengen said: "Xingnan, do you know that this humble little flower you like has a famous admirer, that is Napoleon, so there is still a Violet Festival in France, and he was exiled to Elba When he was on the island, he vowed to return to Paris when the lily lily was in bloom, and people prepared this kind of flower one after another, and prepared to scatter it on his only way when he returned.”

"I'll be back when the flowers bloom. It's always easy to believe that kind of lie."

"You haven't watched an idol drama just by looking at it." Gu Chengen glanced at her, and then said in an exaggerated Taiwanese accent, "Because I believe that I am happier."

Chapter 7

Seventh letter:

Xingnan, I resigned from the film studio. I packed up my things the night before I left. I finally dreamed of a lion, but the lion in my dream had almost only a piece of skin left. I thought it was dead. I picked up the limp I saw it, but it suddenly spoke in my ear, it said 'sooner or later you will starve me to death'.

Now I am on an island. This is the closest place I can go to you with my ability. In fact, I don’t ask much, but I live at both ends. As long as the clouds come from your side in the morning, I can go I am satisfied when it comes to my side and rains for a while, even though the sound and dust are separated by thousands of miles, there is only one bright moon, and there is no time difference, which is the greatest happiness.

This island is really small, like an egg soaked in water. It takes a few days to find a job, enough to touch this egg. The hotels, resorts and various commercial, entertainment and consumption areas are mainly concentrated on the west coast of the island. In the central and eastern part of China, a Singaporean Chinese couple built several swiftlet houses there, and that was my new residence.

After the swiftlet leaves the nest, the workers pick the bird’s nest and then go to a nearby factory for processing. My job is to sit in a [-]-class clean room every day and clean up all the debris in the bird’s nest. In short, it is to pick a bird's feathers.

The environment and the air are very good. It just rained when I got off the plane. When I took my first breath out of the airport, I was almost forced back into the cabin by the heat and humidity. I was very worried about whether I could stay here for a long time, but I fell in love with this place faster than I thought, because it feels so refreshing to be tanned like a marinated egg without applying moisturizer.

The island has a scale of vegetation that I have never seen before, and the rain is dense and short-lived. The extravagant "sound of walking through the forest and beating leaves" that was cherished by the literati in City B, floods here like a natural background sound. The air is humid, the skirt is always attached to the body, the cashew nuts near the forest are particularly large, and the bats are also very large. Walking along the swamp near the swiftlet house to the depths, there is a rare mangrove forest. I will be very moved by the plants on the island, moved by their different shapes, and moved by their tremendous efforts to survive. For plants, there is no adversity in this world, only an environment without adaptation. In order to adapt, there is nothing that cannot be done. Changed, the stem grows big, the leaves grow pointed, the fruit grows tall, grows thorns, becomes poisonous, and becomes brighter. It is also possible to eat grass and meat when necessary, and even change the way of gestation and breathing In the mangrove forest, the viviparous species and strong aerial roots that can take root in the mud in a few hours, let me witness with my own eyes that the consciousness of life exists in all things in nature.

Surrounded by such beautiful scenery, I feel happy when picking bird feathers, but I only finish a few in a day, and I have some cervical spine problems because of lowering my head day after day. For this reason, I know Benua, a masseuse on the island.

There are many massage parlors on the island, and the prices are very low. When I entered the shop for the first time, Benua’s drooping lips and slightly raised cheekbones just like yours made me dazed, and I almost ran away. Fortunately, she just He glanced at me lightly with eyes covered with heavy eyeliner, and then took a puff of the cigarette in his hand very lightly. It was a bit artificial when a girl smoked, but her lung capacity was amazing. She just took a puff from her nose and took a puff without seeing it. After taking a sip, the smoke rose from her fingers. Her hand was steady, and the smoke was in a straight line. Finally, it formed a layer of ethereal smoke clouds above her head, an incomparable smoke cloud.

With some mentality, I asked Benua to be my masseur. When I came out after changing the clothes in the store, Benua suddenly looked at me and smiled, until the cigarette in his hand shook out a beautiful veil, and then She stubbed out the cigarette in her hand, walked over, almost knelt down on the massage mat, helped me fasten my messy pants, and then sat down on me.

I forgot how many years I have not had physical contact with the same kind, so for a while I felt like my body was placed on a mattress. Fortunately, my face was flushed down, and Benua couldn't see the embarrassment on my face, but she could feel it My stiffness, she patted the back of my head helplessly, and then I heard a sound of 'ding' that I only heard in temples, and later I learned that it was called a Buddha sound bowl, Benua put the bowl flat in his hand, The mahogany stick rotates around the outer edge of the bowl body, so slowly, the whole room follows the sound of the bowl, and slowly, my mind follows the sound of the bowl, and finally uses the sound of the bowl and Benua Breathing the sound of 'relax' not exceeding twenty decibels in my ears, I didn't fall asleep, it was more like passing out.

When I woke up, I didn’t know if Benua had beaten me up. My flesh hurt, but my joints and tendons felt very relaxed. I changed my clothes and went out. Benua was still leaning on the counter smoking a cigarette. I thanked her and went out. When I got out of the store, I bought fried rice noodles from a nearby stall because I was hungry. While I was waiting, I saw her also leave the store. I guess she was off work. I followed her and saw that she had just walked a few steps. , I was entangled by a big foreigner with a bad face, and the two started arguing on the street. The foreigner kept pulling Benua's bag, and when the guy pulled Benua's hair, I rushed out with the rice noodles In the past, I took out the anti-wolf spray that I carried with me and sprayed it on the big guy a few times. I had no experience in using it for the first time. Clearing the road, I closed my eyes and sneezed and was dragged away by Benua. When I finally stopped, I also recovered a bit.

The rice noodles in my hand were already thrown away by me. Benua invited me to have another meal, boiled fine noodles. During the meal, she asked me why I carried anti-wolf spray with me. I was embarrassed to say, because one night, I Walking into a dark alley, I saw a few people at the entrance of the alley, each of whom was walking towards me with a big stick in his hand. A few black figures came towards me menacingly against the light, and then walked towards me menacingly. They walked across the land, holding sugar cane that can be seen everywhere on the island. Damn it's dark and windy night, eating sugar cane like this is really scary, can't squeeze the juice.

I called and said that this anti-wolf spray was specially used by police officers I purchased from the United States. There was a big pepper on it. I thought it was just an ordinary thing. I didn’t expect it to be so powerful. her.

Facts have proved that the spray can be given to her to play a full role, because for Benua, the conflict that night was not a small probability event that I accidentally bumped into it, but it would happen every now and then, and many masseuses in this kind of shop would steal it. Some customers' money is specially selected for tourists. Most of the tourists who have been slaughtered don't want to cause trouble, and they won't stay on the island for a long time, so they escape time and time again without any danger.

That’s how I met Benua. She worked in a massage parlor during the day and went to dance at a bar called Fluke on the West Bank at night. After she introduced me, I worked as a bartender in that bar, and then I moved to live with her. In the semi-basement of a shoe store near the massage shop, the room