The outside world is turbulent, but this has nothing to do with Cheng Xiaoyu in prison, for him, life is as plain as boiled water, there is no resemblance to the prison movies he has watched, no prisoners bully him, and there is no desire to communicate with him, and the greetings he has heard are a few times, and the people who pass by when the wind is released smile at him and say, "Hey! I have heard the songs you wrote......." There is nothing else........

Of course, Cheng Xiaoyu has also seen other people being bullied, and he thought that the reason why he was ignored was because of his special status, he did not have a sense of justice to interfere with the behavior of others, he knew that every place has rules for each place, and his life is to write scripts, read books, and sleep......... Cheng Xiaoyu himself didn't feel bored, but felt that this kind of life was very empty.......

Because Yijiyuan Jingmei made a package ticket, Cheng Xiaoyu gave up the appeal, and asked Aunt Zhou to wait for Yijiyuan Jingmei to operate with peace of mind, Xia Shamo and Xu Qinning their visas expired, and now they are returning to China, and they will not come back until next month, when they were having lunch that day, Cheng Xiaoyu was stopped by a prison guard and took him to the warden's office. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the first time for Cheng Xiaoyu to come here, and sitting behind the desk was a white-haired old man, who seemed to be very kind.

A newspaper is spread out on the desk, and there are a lot of neon delicacies grilled fish, tempura, and tangyang chicken nuggets......... There was still a small bottle of sake next to him, and the white-haired old man stood up and said with a smile: "Cheng Xiaoyusan, my name is Yuji Yamada, and I am the warden of this prison........"

Cheng Xiaoyu bowed slightly and said, "Hello Yamada-san, may I ask you to call me, is there something wrong?"

Yuji Yamada smiled, waved his hand and motioned for Cheng Xiaoyu to come over, his wrinkled face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he said gently: "Sit, you sit first....... We ate and talked ......"

Cheng Xiaoyu walked into the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down silently, the dishes and chopsticks had already been placed in front of him, Yuji Yamada looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "You're welcome...... I should have talked to you a long time ago, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly............. My granddaughter is your fan, and she still pesters me for your autograph every day......."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't notice what the warden said: "This day came so quickly. He just said absentmindedly: "Then you're welcome." He picked up a piece of tempura with chopsticks and put it in a bowl and said, "Signing is just a small thing, and I have taken care of it for so many days........

Yuji Yamada said while picking up vegetables, "I can't take care of it, I shouldn't have been bullied in it these days, or have any dissatisfaction with our work, right?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "Of course not, to be honest, it's good, it's never been so pure......... You don't have to think about what you have to do......"

Yuji Yamada heard Cheng Xiaoyu's answer and asked with satisfaction, "Are you still satisfied with the food or something?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and nodded: "I'm very satisfied, especially the pickled radish you have here, it's crispy and sweet, it's better than the outside, and it's very good ........to eat."

Yuji Yamada laughed and said: "Cheng Xiaoyusang, you are really knowledgeable, the pickled radishes we have here are all grown and pickled by ourselves, and they can't be eaten outside, and the traditional food of pickled radish is getting farther and farther away from our dietary life and taste." Some people think that it is just nostalgia for the natural taste, and there are many young people who do not know the original taste of pickled radish. Add to that the fact that things that are heavy in salt are becoming less and less popular. Although the salt content of the pickled radish outside is less than before, Tianwei is added, because less salt is added, and in order to facilitate long-term storage, it is replaced by preservatives. The taste I like is sweeter than the natural taste of radish, so I add artificial sweeteners...... To make the color more pretty, add food coloring...... Industrialization has led to the loss of the original flavor of everything outside, but some things are still natural and pure. Don't underestimate the pickled radish we have here, it is particularly crisp to bite, this is a homemade pickle made by our guards and inmates who live together, and it is divided into "Niokami" and "Chiseling", and Futaokami is still pickled in the old wooden barrels, which is more delicious........"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect that this warden would talk so much about food, and he could tell you some truth, he listened with great interest, many stories were obtained from life experience, and when the warden finished speaking, he smiled: "No wonder the food in the prison is so good....... So you're a eater......."

Warden Yuji Yamada shook his head and said, "Food is very important to human beings, and the resentment born of food is very terrible, especially in prisons. You have to pay attention to the taste, temperature, etc......."

Listening to Yuji Yamada's words, he actually felt that this warden was more like an old farmer who grew vegetables, not like a warden, and after Yuji Yamada gushed about how important food is to the prison, he picked up the flask and poured a glass of sake for Cheng Xiaoyu, Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't it a rule that you are not allowed to drink?"

Yuji Yamada smiled and said, "You don't care anymore....... The emperor's amnesty decree has been issued, just wait for the cabinet to stamp it, and you can go out tomorrow........"

Cheng Xiaoyu did not have a trace of fluctuation in his heart when he heard Yuji Yamada's words, this was originally expected, for him, as a human being, no one can be separated from the order constructed by imagination and society. Every time we think we have broken the walls of the prison and moved towards freedom, we are only going to another bigger prison and expanding our activities a little.

Nietzsche said, "Our eyes are our prisons, and wherever we look is the walls of our prisons." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu understood when he lost his freedom...... Social order, morality, morality, marriage, religion, and nationality are in fact 'prisons', prisons created by man, and there are countless such prisons, and if one prison is broken, another prison will be discovered...... They don't imprison the body, they imprison the mind.

Later, Yuji Yamada said something, and Cheng Xiaoyu, who was fluttering in his thoughts, didn't pay much attention to it, but just promised Yuji Yamada to go out, and he would give a thumbs up to Tokyo Prison and say a few good words in front of the media....... Yuji Yamada asked Cheng Xiaoyu for an autograph, took a group photo, and then personally sent Cheng Xiaoyu to the door....... Before leaving, he asked Cheng Xiaoyu to wait for tomorrow's amnesty to be released from prison.........

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded and thanked him, and then left, without much surprise on his expression....... When he turned around and walked a few steps, his keen ears also heard Yuji Yamada whispering that he was such a weirdo......

Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the prison and found that he couldn't notify someone to pick him up, Xia Shamo and Xu Qinning had to return to China to renew their visas, and it would take about a week to come over....... At this time, he didn't think that it was Yijiin Shizumi deliberately........

And the news of his amnesty was also temporarily blocked, and few people knew that on the night of his freedom, Cheng Xiaoyu actually lost sleep....... Unable to sleep for a long time, he stayed up all night reading "Ulysses", comparing Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina" with Joyce's "Ulysses", which has been hailed as the greatest novel of the 20th century.

He felt that both novels were confronted with a constant stream of accidental fragments, things that flashed through one's mind one moment and disappeared the next, which in Joyce's case was just an ordinary day when people were lost in the heart but nothing happened, and which in Tolstoy's pen contributed to Anna's sudden suicide tragedy.

For Cheng Xiaoyu, getting in touch with literature and world literature is like escaping from the prison of national vanity, the prison of philistines, the prison of obsessive localism, the prison of stupid school education, the prison of imperfect fate and bad luck.

Literature is the passport that allows him to enter a larger life, that is, the passport that allows him to possess spiritual freedom.

In these short months he had read countless books, and his mind was filled with all sorts of intense and banal thoughts, and although he had not yet been able to fully comprehend them in peace, he felt that he was regaining the direction of his life and the courage to move forward.....

The next day, under the care of the prison guards, Cheng Xiaoyu put on the suit that Xu Qinning had customized for him, walked out of the prison, and saw the blazing sun scorching the cement floor steaming, and the barbed wire on the towering wall was full of dragonflies.......

After walking through the heavy protection and walking to a huge iron door, the prison guard opened a crack in the door, and then said to Cheng Xiaoyu: "Good luck." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu thanked him, walked out of the iron door sideways, and saw the orange Porsche 911 parked not far away, the glass window opened, and an arm as white as a lotus root stretched out from it........

Yijiin Jingmei sat in the cab with sunglasses, her red lips were as eye-catching as flames, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect that she would dare to come to pick him up in person at this juncture, he walked towards 911 quickly, completely ignoring that there was a black crown not far away with someone holding a camera, secretly taking a photo of him.........

...... (Thank you for the reward of Night Dust White, 13345, and lovesis) (To be continued.) )