He even stopped breathing, as if there was no life moving back and forth with the object. He could hear it floating, dancing, sinking, rising and falling like a flying sail. Finally, he glanced at it bravely and saw that it was sealed for a short time, as tight as skin, as fragile and inelastic.
Then the mysterious ghost flew so close to him for the last time, and when it rose again, it disappeared or oozed, and the outside world returned to its original state.
He can’t say a word about it, neither himself nor Viterbi. It’s not the setting of the exhibition hall of life, nor the mutant bones left by strangers. Now it seems that anything can happen. He holds the sculpture representing A Chang so tightly that it almost punctures his skin.
They remained in this state until a storm hit, and now the manager feels that the weather is dangerous, and there are flashes and thunders in the gloomy light. They are soaked by the rain, dripping with black wet tadpoles, and they disappear into the surrounding mud. They try their best to find shelter and hide in a knotted dark forest. The leaves are shaped like daggers and tadpoles, and the vortex of life is more like his little finger. He can’t help but think that they may come from the shuttle monster just now, and it may have broken down into millions of tiny pieces, which is also a unified part of regional ecology.
"What do you think this will become?" He asked her.
"It changes just like everything else here," she said. That root is not the answer.
After the storm, the swamp is full of life, birds are singing everywhere, and the water in the ditch is gurgling. There is nothing wrong with it. Reed may be more energetic, trees may be greener, but the sun seems to be as far away as everything else in the world because of the change of light.
Later, they got up, and later, they moved on silently, getting closer to each other than before.
6 director
There is always a so-called farthest point for children-you can come here as far as you can imagine that the world will have you here alone. You will be vigilant, but it will also be accompanied by a calm and a sense of security. You always go back whether you are going forward or backward. However, at this moment, you are standing side by side with Viterbi. This place is so remote and all around-you can feel that you have changed from a little uneasy to a little tired. You will face this as soon as you get out of the bushes. Static scene here, the wetland, the fresh water channel, the buffer salt marsh and the distant ocean are isolated. You have seen otters here, and they have heard the snipe tell you to take a deep breath and then relax to walk along the coast. It is like a paradise on the ground, and your legs are no longer tired for a while. What you are afraid of is not afraid of the area. You have no memory, no thinking, no him. Everything has a moment.
However, this feeling soon faded away. You and Viterbi-alive in abnormal terrain-stood in front of your mother’s hut. There was a wreck, the floor and some load-bearing walls were badly faded. How can you identify the pattern? The terrace was covered with rotten and damaged wide wooden boards. This used to be the walkway leading to the sand dunes. The sand dunes were far away with metallic luster, blue ocean white waves were pushed to the heights and sometimes dragged. Maybe you shouldn’t come here, but you need normal things to evoke memories before all this disorder. At that time, it seemed very ordinary.
"Don’t forget me," Saul once said, as if representing not only himself but also your mother, representing everything in the forgotten coast. Now these have really been forgotten. At one end of Viterbi ruins, you need something at the other end. He may not be sure about you, but after you have been to the underground tower, Viterbi wants to give up. However, you never thought about leaving like this. Although Viterbi would complain and let you go with tears, he begged you to go back to the border immediately, but here is your home to stop you.
"What about your optimism?" You want to ask, however, he will eventually enter your world as if it were impossible.
A long time ago, there was an occasional fire on the floor of the cabin, leaving a blackened mark on the flame next to a crooked wall in the living room. Do you infer from this evidence that even after the area appeared for a while, there were still people living here?
The floor is covered with dead beetles, the crustaceans are shining with emerald luster, and moss and dense vines form a tangled green ocean. Wren and warblers jump in the bushes outside the house, stop at the open window frame and then fly away. You used to wait for your father to visit through this window facing the land, but the driveway outside has been replaced by a lot of shrubs and weeds.
Canned food has long been rusty and rotten, and the floor in the corner has been eaten by insects. A few thick layers of soil have been drilled from the surface to break the pots and pans. They are old and strange, and it is difficult to identify them. They are piled up in the sink, and the sink body has collapsed, covered with mold and lichen, and the bottom is a rotten cupboard.
There are some regrets in your heart, just like the beacon. You are blurred by it. The exploration teams in each period have never been told that anyone lived here, drunk and played music. They used to live in a mobile house, a small bungalow and a lighthouse. It’s best not to think about the past residents. However, now you want someone to remember and understand that everything has disappeared, even if it was nothing.
Viterbi was like an outsider when you explored everywhere. He knew that you were hiding something from him in this hut. His mouth gloomily narrowed into a straight line and his eyes showed resentment. Is this a natural reaction or has the region tempted him to turn to your opposite? When you rushed out of the tower and fled from behind, you found Viterbi still screaming. He repeatedly said that he was attacked. "Not a sound, not at all. Then … a wall appeared behind me and it disappeared." But since then, he hasn’t said much, and you haven’t told him what you saw before you jumped the last few steps into the light. Maybe you both recognize each other and don’t believe it. Maybe you both want to go back to the outside world first.
There was no one in the cabin, but what did you think? Will you find her curled up here like a cocoon wrapped in insects, unaffected by the change of the world? Your mother’s nature is by no means like this. If there is someone to fight against, she will resist. If someone needs help, she will help. If she can take the initiative to seek safety, she will also seek you. As you imagine, she is as persistent as you and looks forward to getting help.
You scribble in the lounge of Yuexing bowling alley, only to find that you will inadvertently recall the hut and the lighthouse, as if there were always turbulent currents trying to drag you to the bottom of the water, as if you always needed fear. When the tide rose in the middle of the night in your mother’s hut, you looked out of your room window and saw the moonlight waves like metallic blue lines squeezing the surrounding dark sea water. Sometimes her figure blocked these lines. She walked on the beach late at night with her back to you as if she were searching. Now you are looking for answers, and some worries made it difficult for her to sleep. However, she never told you.
"What is this place?" Viterbi asked again, "Why are we here?" There is anxiety in his tone.
You ignore what you want to say, "this is where I grew up", but he has been frightened too much. Besides, when you go back, you still have to face Lori and Nanjingju if you can go back.
Look at that dark vine-it’s my front room. If possible, you will say to him, "My parents divorced when I was two years old. My father divorced-he’s a gangster-my mother brought me up every year. I have been following him since I came back with him during the winter vacation, because I can’t go home anymore. He kept the reason from me until I was a little older. Maybe he did this for my generation and wondered what I would feel if I came back here. Sometimes I even imagined my mother.
But there’s nothing you don’t know in the hut and the lighthouse is behind you-as if to say sarcastically, "I told you so."
"Don’t worry, we’ll be back soon." You said, "Go back after you’ve been to the lighthouse." Save the best for last or the worst for last? How many distorted childhood memories need to be destroyed before they can be completely covered?
You pushed Viterbi past him-suddenly-because you didn’t want him to see that you were upset and that the area surrounded you from all sides.
There are only a few floors creaking in the hut, like rough and simple music. Birds chirping in the bushes, chasing each other and circling into the sky. It’s going to rain. The horizon seems to frown and the forehead seems to be about to rush to the coast. Can they foresee it? Including Henry? Is this process visible? Were they suddenly involved? The only thing you can understand about a child is that it took many years for your mother to die before you could interpret her death.
Now you remember the expression on Sol’s face when he was a child for the last time-and the forgotten coast you saw through the back window of a dusty car. When your car turned from dirt road to asphalt road, the undulating sea passed by in the distance, and you watched everything here for a long time.
7 lighthouse keeper
Last night, I saw two cargo ships and a coast guard ship. There was a bigger object on the horizon-an oil tanker? "There is a big sea and there are ships sailing back and forth". There is still a problem with the siren on the west side-is the line loose? I felt a little sick, so I went to see the doctor later that day. A hiking tour recorded that the owl stopped at the turtle’s back and tried to eat it. I don’t know what it was. I was very upset. It was some kind of feathered monster and an armored stump owl who looked up and watched me not fly away until I drove it away from the turtle’s back.
Kindness and guilt
Sometimes Saul does miss the sermon and miss the rhythm. He can construct sentences in his mind and recite them, but he will never break the deep connection. He can influence other people’s thinking through one thing. However, one day he will become eloquent when he preaches. He realizes that he likes the rhythm of the sermon more than-so he loses all his doubts and makes sure that he has failed, because he has failed. Hell, fire, doomsday scenes, the world is destroyed by demons. If you keep seeing such visions, you will definitely lose something in the end. He didn’t know what he said or what he believed, so he decided to give up forever and flee to the south as far as possible. He also fled from his father, who made his cult temperament grow gradually and manipulated him. At the same time, he envied him for a long time, which made him unbearable to be so indifferent. One person only gave him such limited guidance, but now Saul experienced an emotion that he didn’t want to experience.
After moving, everything has changed. The south and the north feel completely different. Because he is happier now, he doesn’t want to admit that he is sick and everything is so ideal and perfect. He doesn’t want to make minor changes.
However, a week after the accident in the garden, when he was lying in bed with Charlie for about ten minutes, he felt a little numb, as if his body would be separated. He often walked along the coast near the lighthouse in the name of preventing trespassers, but it was because he loved watching birds that he also encountered that disturbing numbness during a patrol.
When he looks out at the sea, he will see something swimming in the corner of his eye, which can’t simply explain the persistence of the sun’s vision. Is this paranoia or something difficult to get rid of? Part of his brain tried to destroy everything and didn’t want to make him happy and satisfied-forcing him to deny his new life here?
As these changes occurred, the "light cavalry" became more and more unreal. Since the photo was taken that day, the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of agreement and agreed not to blame each other for repairing the lens hole and cleaning the glass. He told himself that everyone should have a second chance.
However, when they meet, they are often still embarrassed.
Today, he walked into his kitchen and found that Susan was making three cures. He was not embarrassed. He piled ham and cheese slices on the table and he produced onions and tomatoes in the wheat bread garden. Susan sat on the kitchen stool and twisted her body as much as possible. One leg was straight and standing on the ground, and the other leg was bent. It annoyed him because she seemed to be nailed there and couldn’t move. It was awkward for herself and Saul.
At this time, Henry came in and stopped Saul from questioning him. He wanted to reprimand Susan for taking other people’s things for granted. She shouldn’t make three treatments without asking, but in retrospect, it seemed a bit of a fuss, ridiculous and aggressive.
Henry said casually, "There’s nothing weird about this place recently, is there, Saul? Regardless of distance? "
Sol can smile at him. Everyone knows the ghost story on the forgotten coast.
"It may be a coincidence, but since you were frightened in your hospital, our measurement data is not quite right-there is a big error. Sometimes the instruments seem to be scrapped and can’t work properly, but we have tested the instruments. Isn’t that right, Saul?"
He was "frightened" in the courtyard. Henry definitely wanted to provoke him.
"Oh, it’s no problem with the instrument." Sol tried to pretend to be happy.
Everyone knows that Henry is a clown, and it can be seen from his blunt way of talking that he is not sociable, but he always makes Saul feel uneasy, even there.
So he drove them away and asked Charlie if he could have lunch together, then locked his room and drove to the village bar to relax.
The village bar is an impromptu gathering place with different styles according to different people’s needs. Today, the back of the store has become a barbecue area. There is a beer refrigerator stuffed with candles and a pink cake in the paper tray for children’s birthday party. Saul and Charlie are sitting on an outdoor terrace. The dilapidated terrace faces the sea. Their table has a faded blue umbrella bottom.
They talked about Charlie’s boatman’s day, and then talked about a new resident who bought a house destroyed by a hurricane. They also commented that it was really necessary for old Jim to repair a bar in a village because "there is no decent pub in the land, and it is a bit outrageous to have a humble neighborhood bar." Maybe they can also go and see Charlie in a rock band or simply lie in bed all day.
And "hussars" made Saul feel uneasy.
"Henry is a strange guy," he said to Charlie. "He has strange eyes, like a mortician, and Susan has been following him."
"They can’t stay forever," Charlie said. "These freaks are all freak associations." He pondered these words with great interest, perhaps because they both drank a lot of beer.
Maybe, but now they give me the creeps.
"Can they be secret workers of the Forestry Bureau or the Environmental Protection Bureau?"
"It must be because I dumped chemistry all night."
Charlie is joking, but the forgotten coast has been out of control in the last decade or two. It belongs to the "unconformity area". There are rotten barrels hidden in the wilderness, and some of them are located in the semi-buried pine forest soil in the abandoned old farm.
Later, they went to Charlie’s cabin to continue chatting. This cabin consists of two rooms. There are some photos of his family and some food in the refrigerator. If Charlie decides to leave or move in with others, everything can be stuffed into a backpack at once.
"Are you sure they didn’t escape from the madhouse?"
This made Saul laugh, because last summer, two mental patients fled from the periphery of hedley to the forgotten coast and stayed for nearly three weeks before being caught by the police.
"If you take away all the madness, there will be no one left."
"Besides me," Charlie said, "Besides me, maybe you."
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