(i) The origin of a series of nightmares
Who said: man is a pack animal?
Until I was twenty-three years old, my biggest complaint about the world, after all, was the word “group”. My home became the place I hated to be during a time when I imagined flying solo and having a good time.
I’m a freedom-loving Libra. Libra? I guess I should have registered as an American at birth.
As is the norm for Americans in general: at the age of twenty, you should be working and living on your own! It’s a shame to be in your thirties and still living at home with your family!
For this sacred idea, I started from my job as a small artworker in a department store after I got out of the army.
I started working hard with a meager salary of less than eight thousand dollars a month. Two years later, I had saved more than 100,000 dollars and doubled my salary. This is one of the biggest benefits of staying at home. However, I think my heart longed for an uninhibited environment. Finally, I made up my mind to fulfill my dream of living alone, and at the same time declared the beginning of my chance encounters with those Scorpio women I had sex with! It’s as if a person is destined to be born with an incredible and irresistible spell.
Living alone, in one way, I’m free. If I discuss it in a different way, I just fell into another box. Because, the first Scorpio woman in my life was gently knocking on my heart’s door and became the main cause of my wish fulfillment.
Many horoscope books say: Scorpio and Libra, in fact, is quite disproportionate to the combination; one is like the wind like floating attitude, but the other is like a fire like inscrutable. I think, I and the Scorpio woman endless entanglement, bad in the Scorpio woman have a pair of jewel-like deep eyes. Scorpio woman eyes are mysterious deep blue, each sign of the woman has a different attribute of the eyes say her exclusive. Like Aquarius and Pisces eyes are hopelessly tender and flooded with romance, all charming attention. It turns out that the eyes are my greatest natural enemy!
Regarding my encounters with Scorpio women, I think I’ll start with the third most typical Scorpio, June.
(ii) The Enigmatic Woman in Black
The first time I saw Xiaojun, I was attracted by her deep eyes. I never imagined that I would be attracted to a Scorpio woman again.
I’ve had two or three things to say about my previous life, and despite the fact that I’m so dizzy from all of it, I’m close to publicly stating, “I refuse to be in a relationship with a Scorpio woman again!” I refuse to fall in love with a Scorpio woman again! However, through the intentional arrangement of the God of Fate, I am still like a sucker for the label “only allowed to fall in love with a Scorpio woman”: after I fell in love with a woman, the topic of conversation intentionally or unintentionally brought up the horoscope, and the woman always easily reported the “Scorpio”. Three words, but triggered my heart endless impact, the heart secretly cursed that may be psychopathic “God of Fate”; and Scorpio woman most always find my look out of shape, curious to ask, always give me the refusal to disclose the perseverance. After all, this is my “grudge” with another east, said may only be scolded ghost nonsense. Besides, it seems that I’ve gotten used to being teased, and I’m filled with the desire to try and explore all types of Scorpio women.
June is a colleague in the same company as me. She works as a counter accountant in one of the corporate organizations that have several branches. As a planner and designer, I have to go to each store from time to time to understand the situation of the store and provide my professional services.
That day, I went to a branch, less than ten minutes later, I saw her rushing to work. Looked like she was busy picking nectar bees, finally finished the day’s errands, collection of busy image, into the counter, while the store is not yet open for business, then leisurely from the purse out of the cigarettes, the side of the counter above the monitor, and then leisurely light a cigarette. I that is to this new bright colleague, produced a great curiosity.
After talking with her, I learned that her English name was amy and she had just come to the company for two days. In her quite talkative encouragement, I asked her to night after work, to discopub “happy hour”, she hesitated for a time, I added that there are other colleagues will also accompany, she said she also want to get to know other colleagues, quickly agreed to my invitation. She said she wanted to meet other coworkers, and agreed to my invitation. It’s not like I’ve wasted my courage, which I use a few times a year!
We arranged to meet her at 11:30 p.m. in front of the convenience store on the roadside of the office after she had settled her bill after work. I explained the reason to my colleague in the computer room and asked him to come with us. I thought that the chances of being able to invite Director Chen, who is known as the “First Class Monument – Turtle Hair Chen”, were very slim, and this matter was destined to open the window of heaven.
I did not expect him to be so furtive that he was like a day in 365 days, in order to recognize the rare once again to make a move on me, even agreed to my invitation, and I went to the appointment, straight to make me can not help but think of: is this the ancient records of the “red rain phenomenon”?
Anyway, the three of us caught a ride with Mr. Chen and prepared to arrive at the “UFO at 12:00.”
The Discopub “Pilgrimage”.
Unexpectedly, the car arrived at the door of the discopub, “Turtle Hair Chen” seems to be internal struggle for a long time, said: “I’m sorry you two! Because I have a meeting tomorrow, I originally wanted to have a ‘happy hour’ with you tonight, but on second thought, I think I’d better go home and get ready, so as not to delay the company. I’m really very sorry!”
I was thinking about my promise to Khun kaew and the taxi fare, but of course, I knew what “Hairy Chan” was trying to do, so even though I said, “Brother Chan, you’re doing it again. You’ve come to the door of the pub, you don’t have to go through all the trouble of having a small meeting…” As soon as I met his eyes, I could see his eyes and expression, as if he was saying something unfair: “Buddy! You’ve done all you can to help, and you’re still trying to save on cab fare!” He made his signature helpless gesture of squinting his eyes and shaking his legs.
My words, to here is embarrassed to pull further, hastily said: “Forget it, anyway, you want to be like this, I also know to force you do not come. Then thank you for driving us a ride, we went in first.” The heart wondered: “This old boy, when actually learned to see through my bottom thing. I feel like a pair of men and women, bed sleeping for a long time, love to do more, on the inexplicable couple face up.” Beginning not to trust their own skin.
When I looked back at Xiaojun, she was really complaining that she felt a little tricked. I hastened to carry out the signboard of “First Class Monument – Turtle Hair Chen” and explained what was bound to happen. The bright personality of her, also accepted this explanation not too heavy or not too light.
In this discopub, where “UFOs will appear at 12 o’clock”, I once experienced with “Turtle Hair Chen”: during the slow song and dance ban in the middle of the show, there were more than 1,000 people singing the chorus of “Love Follows Me”, so I can’t recommend this place enough. The climax of the song “Love Follows Me”, so I couldn’t get enough of recommending this place to Xiaojun. Xiaojun had just come down from Taipei and was not familiar with Taichung, so of course I should have given full play to the so-called “landlord’s grassroots nature”.
When I found the location, I asked June to look around with her eyes. I need to get an “atmosphere drink” first. This discopub has been making a big deal lately by giving away “Extended Heineken” upon entry, 300 for a can on weekdays and 500 for two cans on holidays, and today is Saturday.
In the drink exchange, actually met before took a curry restaurant cass, in the head to recognize a “big wave” female waitress. She was a woman with an estimated chest size of 37 to 38, but while others had big breasts and no brain, she had a strong sense of intimacy, and I was worried about the society she was facing, where there were too many people who were “temporarily revolted”. Taiwan may not be Japan, but after all, it had been under Japanese rule for several years, so the things that the Japanese liked had to be promoted in Taiwan as well. I’m a bit of a child, worrying about Little Red Riding Hood’s safety!
When I greeted her, she still exuded the same “strong sense of friendliness”, I thought: she hasn’t met the big wolf yet, right? She was busy greeting other customers, and told me to wait for a while. After all the other customers had received their “Extended Heineken” from Little Red Riding Hood, she finally offered me a special service. She asked me how many people I was with. I answered honestly, “Three plus one. After receiving my ticket, “Little Red Riding Hood” suddenly turned into a “kindergarten teacher”.
“You didn’t used to misbehave like that!” She said with a smile on her freckled face. Then her eyes turned upward for a moment, and then she bent down and copied “two hands” of “extended Heineken” (note: six cans are called one hand), and I was so busy that I whimpered, “Kindergarten Teacher”! I was surprised to see that the “Kindergarten Teacher” had become “Granny Christmas” again. I quickly excited red-faced, said: “beauty, I can not drink so much ah!” The “Granny Christmas” was busy wiping the water from her hands and said, “This is the punishment for your dishonesty!” I thought there was more to it than that, but when I got my beer and went back to my seat, I realized that this was unknown.
Before I got back to my seat, June saw me from afar and caused a little commotion because of the beer in my hand. Thank you, Mrs. Claus, for the beer. When June saw the beer, she wowed too. But after I drank the beer with June, I wowed even louder.
At her age of 65, with her white skin… if she were to compete with me, a 1965-year-old man who always drank beer and had a good time at the pubs, everyone would know which one to bet on. If Kwan drank one can, would she be like my former girlfriend, who was also a Scorpio: she only drank one drink, and even though she didn’t know how to smoke, she was so excited that she collapsed on the bed to fight with me for cigarettes… ouch!
I was too excited to think about it. No, one pot is not guaranteed, at least coax her to drink… two pots is safer. (The corners of her mouth lifted up at 45 degrees and she smiled.)
As I thought about it, Huang Zhan’s song seemed to be playing in my ears: “The sea is laughing, no more silence, the waves are following us, we can only enjoy this day…”
(C) Deeper and deeper into the light and shadow
Inside the Discopub, which is decorated like a warehouse, the weekend night business is always crowded like an indoor black forest. Through the “sky machine”, the colorful laser lights flashing from time to time, and the “musical thunder” with seismic effect, all the animals in the “Black Forest” are showing the same expression of concentration as if they were attending a grand celebration. All the animals in the “Black Forest” showed the same expression as if they were participating in a grand celebration, i.e., they were concentrating and serious, but at the same time, they were indulging themselves and twisting their bodies in a loose manner. There seems to be an unwritten rule: “Only half of the people are allowed to dance; half of the people are allowed to enjoy it”. Most of the dancers were young men around 18 years old. The other half of the people sitting upstairs and downstairs, looking at the young people in the middle of the dance floor, twisting their bodies as the dance floor rises and falls, as if they were remembering the time when they used to be dancers, their eyes flashing from time to time with a different look.
Looking across the right front, the tracking beam is irradiating a group of three women and two men combination of young people, in the iron plate stairwell on the forgetful dance up. Under 18 years of age, wearing bright clothes and high shoes, set off the dance more and more bold; three women in the front, the first will be the slender waist, shaking like a willow tree in the middle of a typhoon. What’s more, the two boys at the back showed the same skill. The prevalence of the gender-neutral trend is reminiscent of the 50,000-strong gay and lesbian parade in Australia a few years ago, which also blew the world’s winds in an unusually strong manner.
Shifting her gaze back to Koujun once more, she realized that she was admiring the four men downstairs at the foot of the building, four men dancing a relaxing dance step that was becoming popular in Japan. “You like this kind of dance, huh?” I said. “I like how happy they look when they dance!” Ko-kun replied. She turned to me and zapped her big black eyes, feeling so much like a wounded little animal that some of my pity, some of my springiness, came over her. She zapped her big eyes again and asked me, “How are we going to drink all this beer?” Good girl… good girl… why is she so direct? I’m still in the midst of creating an atmosphere… I feel like the mask of a man has been snatched away from me… I feel like I’m being drowned out by the sea, like Huang Zhan’s “Laughing at the ocean”… but it’s okay, I’m not very good at introductions, so I’ll just go with the flow.
“Do you know how to yell wine punch?” I said. Xiaojun replied, “Taiwanese kung fu is quite difficult to understand, but I know ‘Five, Ten, Fifteen’, ‘Beat the Tiger, Chicken, Eat the Worms’, ‘Grandpa, Son, You and Me’, ‘Wash, Wash, Wash, Wash’, ‘Towel Fist’…” Before I finished listening to this, my heart was half-cold, as if I were saying, “A little boy enters the inner courtyard of the palace…and the power is gone…half… “. Although I knew she was well versed in 18 martial arts, I didn’t believe her. How could she drink after 65 years? So I chose my specialty, “Wash, Wash, Wash”, to have a drink with her. Finally, after six cans of “Heineken Extra Long”, the score between me and her was: “3.5 A:2.5”, and I lost one can to her by some trickery…. ^_^
I really suspected that Granny Christmas had given me some “aged Heineken” that had been hidden in an underground cellar for years, and I couldn’t help but feel that it was more than 5 proof, at least 15 proof… Even though I drank it like a mess, the more I drank it, the more I realized that June was not as innocent as I had imagined was not as innocent as I had imagined. Her big, dark eyes began to look a little drunk after two and a half cans of wine, but it felt like the color of the clothes she was wearing today was getting darker and darker.
How do you start to feel weird? Let’s start after I came back from the restroom! When I came back from the restroom, she was chatting with a young man under 23 years old in the next seat. That’s when I got the feeling that I was rightfully upset.
“Here, let me introduce you, his name is Bong and next to him is his friend who just came back from New York.” Xiaojun saw me coming back, even though she was talking about it calmly.
My cheeks, which I cared plus drank, felt a bit orange and red. But politely and observantly, I looked over at June’s hand. I nodded to the “young people under 23” and then looked at my “friend from New York” next door, and I realized that she was a girl! It was then that I realized that the “New York friend next door” was a girl, and she was even prettier than Xiaojun.
“The New York Girl Next Door” chimed in, looked at me, and nodded coldly. Wow! It’s even cooler than me taking the initiative to invite a girl to a discopub only a few hundred years ago. No wonder his male companion would talk to Xiaojun, or Xiaojun is good. When I thought about it, my face was like “pouring two bowls of cold water into a pot of boiling hot dumplings”, and my face immediately returned to its original color.
Xiaojun went on to say: “As soon as his friend came back to Taiwan, he immediately asked him to come to this discopub. He heard that this discopub was very famous, and it was his first time here, so he asked me what was so interesting about this discopub? …” “It’s like… er…” I said. Since I knew the place well, I was obliged to act as a guide. The part about “Turtle-hair Chan” and me, the part about meeting the “Christmas Wife”, what to look for and what to listen for… it was just like a storyteller’s tale. I didn’t realize that discopubs could be used as teaching materials for “in-depth journeys”… ^_^ As I was talking, I was sensing Xiaojun’s feelings, but she felt that the same old story was being repeated, and was watching the “big dance” in the arena.
Luckily, it was my first date with her. If I had gotten better acquainted, I was afraid she would have turned around and said, “You didn’t add a few words!”
“Young people under 23 years of age” were really cute and innocent. After listening to my explanation, from the look on his face as he nodded his head while listening to me, it seemed as if a few big words appeared on his face: “It’s really… a… deep… trip… ahhh! At this point, I was completely convinced. It was then that I was completely convinced: “He… really… didn’t… have… any… bad… intentions…. ah… ^_^!”
After that, I couldn’t wait to turn around and greet Xiaojun, so as to maintain the warmth of the atmosphere. After a round of conversation, I invited Xiaojun to have a drink, and also invited my friend and his friend to drink with me, and at the same time, I also brought over two cans of “Extra Long Heineken”. “Young people under 23” shook their heads vigorously, which I could tell meant “under 23, mom forbids excessive drinking. I’m sorry! I’m so mean, I’m just being generous because I want to get out of here. I wonder if you can tell?
Looking back at Xiaojun, Xiaojun was gazing at the crowd on the dance floor, carefully following her eyes, she seemed to specialize in picking out handsome boys to watch. A pair of eyes that used to be dark, covered with a layer of alcohol, and there is also the feeling of heavy heartedness. This feeling is very familiar, as if the Scorpio woman has this characteristic, passion and indifference, are equally impressive, so that people do not pay attention, she has moved the passionate and joyful island scene to the cold and sprawling Antarctic zone. Experience has shown that Scorpio women do not answer 99% of the questions they are asked when they are cold and preoccupied, but I was curious to test it.
“What’s on your mind?” “See how you’re looking at a boy dancing downstairs as if you’re seeing an old lover?” I laughed and joked. Xiaojun’s elbows were propped up on the table, her hands wrapped around her chin, and her head turned slightly to look at me from a downward angle, her eyes protesting sharply. Xiao Jun’s reaction made my nerves go cold. I felt like a ‘mentally abnormal murderer who swears to kill psychiatrists’.
The feeling. I think I accidentally zapped her inhibitions. The atmosphere freezes up as a result.
The next time, discopub strumming music continued, I regret mood drinking beer, the heart of the time passes very slowly very slowly, the heart speculates on the timing of the apology. Xiaojun, however, took the initiative to apologize first.
“Come on! Drink!!!” Ko-kun said as he picked up his glass.
“I’m sorry! I was just kidding…” I said gently.
“I’m sorry too, I’m in a bad mood today somehow. So…”
“Ah! Don’t talk about that. What kind of interesting work do you usually do at the company? …” Xiaojun tried to change the subject.
How interesting is my work? It’s hard for a layman to understand, just like someone who would rather jump into a freshwater river if asked to take an art class. It’s hard to imagine how fun it would be to swim in paint when you’re a fish animal.
Therefore, I can only explain the impact of my work on a company’s enterprise system. By the way, Japan’s advertising development ratio was 75 percent ten years ago; while Taiwan’s was only 15 percent ten years ago! That’s why my social responsibility is so sacred. Now that I’ve mentioned Japan, I’d like to talk about what I’ve heard and seen on my two trips to Japan, and I’ll conclude by saying, “Japan is truly a paradise for designers! I would like to conclude with ‘Japan is a paradise for designers!
Xiaojun was a bit uninterested in the first part of the job description, but still listened politely; she felt more interested in the second half of the “special lecture”, especially when she heard me being asked for directions by “a handsome Japanese man like Abe Kuan”, and nervously said. “Especially when I was asked for directions by a handsome Japanese man like Kuan Abe, and I nervously said, “Madeint-awan! I thought I was going to die a horrible death today. But I didn’t realize that it would turn out to be a different story!
When the fast pace of the dance music, gradually replaced by lyrical dance music, indicated that the DJ was tired, while the light blue night also became deep black. Beside her, Xiaojun was also successfully transformed by the topic of conversation just now, and her originally melancholic mood turned into a cheerful atmosphere, becoming a color that should have belonged to a young girl in her early twenties. We enjoyed a lot of wine, she talked a lot of chatty, but avoided some easy to make her sad topic, she did not want to say, I do not want to repeat the mistake of asking. So we drank both hands of “extended Heineken” to the only remaining can in our hands, and the waiter in the discopub was very efficient in collecting the empty cans that had done their duty.
The lively discopub, with its rat-drawn carriages and frog-driven taxis… at the bottom of the 2:00 a.m. sojourn line (extended to 3:00 a.m. on holidays), sends away a large portion of the well-behaved children whose parents control them too closely or who have not yet eaten the apple of the eye of depravity.
At that moment, Khun gave me a look, and I guess it was time for us to call Bunny’s limousine to come and pick us up. Kwan meant to leave, but she suggested a place: a friend of hers had opened a small pub… and she… she wanted to continue the business! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
(iv) Endless Night
We got into a taxi with a driver who looked like a sea otter, and when Xiaojun told us where we were going, I felt a little uneasy about being at the mercy of others. However, Xiaojun still gave me some sensual “benefits” in the car: I don’t know if it’s because of her drinking, or if it’s because of her drinking? I don’t know if it’s because she’s been drinking, or if it’s because she’s been drinking? Her body came closer to me, her head slightly leaning on my shoulder, although through the clothes, I still felt the exclusive softness of a young girl. The top of my body was thirty-four or five inches in size, my white ester skin, my thick and slender body, and my height of one hundred and sixty-two or three, so I couldn’t help but feel like I wanted to finish a piece of ceramic art. It was like we had known each other for weeks. The downside: I could smell her girlish perfume and a hint of alcohol… but I was no better! What was I worried about now? Where are we going? The alcohol had gotten the better of me and I was already losing my mind.
The car finally stopped in front of a bubble tea store. I helped Xiaojun, who was walking in a somewhat “Tianlong Bashi” manner, to enter the store, and I felt a little surprised in my heart! Observing the store, there were three little boys and girls in gold color, looking like high school students who refused to go to school; there were two rows of video game consoles in front of the store, because it was already more than three o’clock in the morning, the two little boys and girls were playing by themselves. When they saw Xiaojun and me, they just nodded their heads in greeting, and did not look anxious to greet us.
Xiaojun took the initiative and asked one of the girls, “Is there no one upstairs?” “‘Fai’ and ‘Sonny’ aren’t here, are they?” They’re not here? It turned out that “Ah Hui” was the owner of this place. Xiaojun said as if she knew this place well.
Then, Xiaojun asked the little girl to take us up the steep stairs from the back of the store. Upstairs really had the feel of a small PUB, with a small stage in the long space, surrounded by some musical instruments; other spaces were furnished with five or six sets of sofa tables and chairs; the main tone color of the whole PUB was covered with black, with sporadic neon tubes, which gave a breathtaking feeling.
June asked me to drink beer? Or something else? I said a whole bottle of milk. She gave me a look of overage sophistication, as if scolding me for my naivety, and then turned around and ordered half a dozen bottles of Kirin beer from the little girl. After the little girl went downstairs, Khun kaew’s body came over to me and she said, “This pub used to be a cowgirls’ store. The owner, ‘Fai’, was a red card in the cowgirls’ store, and after it closed down, he took over the store and started…” I wanted to ask for a bottle of milk, but it was just to cushion me from the drunkenness. I had wanted to order milk to cushion my drunken stomach, but after hearing Kwan’s introduction, I woke up and felt my head spinning. Instead of thinking about it, I heard Xiaojun then say: “How can it be fun with just the two of us? No, wait for me, I’ll call the boss and ask him to find more people to play with us…” After saying this, she turned around and went downstairs, leaving me to look at the back of the 65-year-old girl and think to myself, “What’s going on here?” “You’re so young, why do you feel so complicated?” “Look at the little brother and sister downstairs, the boss will be how the three-headed six-armed?” “Xiaojun says it’s fun! How do they all like to play?” …
Usually, I am quite curious, but at this time, I only intuitively felt very uneasy, and wanted to quickly leave this dark room, and I couldn’t help but think about how to leave the idea in my mind! In fact, I could have waved my sleeves and left, but unfortunately, my age has taught me not to be so ungrateful and not to want to stay, but also to have a good excuse to go. With this in mind, I gave him a stern look!
After waiting for some time, I finally watched Khun kaew come up to me. She talked to me, telling me how the boss loved meeting people… and how… and how… and how. As I watched her, I wondered when I should implement my “Plan A”. And what was Plan B? If Plan A didn’t work, what would Plan B be?
That is: Enforcement of Plan A… It is rare for a drunken, slightly inebriated person to be so sensible.
Listening to Xiaojun said a paragraph, I took the opportunity to sneak close to the B.B.CALL cut a little, fortunately, B.B.CALL is still electric, cooperating with the call, I pretended to be innocent and complained: “so late, who else CALL me?” After that, I helplessly looked at the CALL machine number display, and then pretended to tell Xiaojun that my home is in a hurry to CALL, I will go back to CALL a bit. Maybe it’s because I’m weak or I’m not a good actor? When I looked up again, I saw a suspicious look on Xiaojun’s face. It seemed that I had no choice but to go ahead with Plan B… After making the fake call downstairs, I went back upstairs and saw that Xiaojun’s face was even worse, as if she had reacted this way just because I had spoiled her fun. Since she was already prepared for this, I just played the second half of the scene: “I’m sorry, my father scolded me for not coming home and for fooling around… so…” “You’re so old, you still have a door policy?” “I… I…” I was trying to figure out how to explain my situation, but Khun interrupted impatiently: “Forget it, just go home!” She said. “Are you still going?”
“My friends will be here later, I’ll just wait for them!” Xiaojun replied with the same impatience. “So… where does your family live? Would it be unsafe to go home so late? …” I said. “My house is in the alley across the street, don’t worry… yeah! Aren’t you in a hurry to get home?” Kiddo was really getting a little fired up. I mumbled, “Just… across… from… ah!” I felt a little disappointed, but since the scene had already come to an end, and the atmosphere had become stifled, I could only wave my hand and laugh, saying that I’d contact her some other time.
On the way home, I sat in the car and thought, “Am I too simple? Or am I just unlucky? I met such a Scorpio woman! For a woman like Xiaojun, it really made me feel both stimulated and scared at the same time. In my mind, I couldn’t help but think of a picture: on TV, a female scorpion, after mating with a male scorpion, kills the male scorpion and swallows it all in her stomach.
(unfinished business, to be continued)