The car was finally repaired, but it became the spark for an endless bitter dispute between them. Who's going to open it? How fast should Yoko Ono drive? These two issues and the usual recriminations that followed seemed to drain their lives. The two of them drove to visit many friends, almost most of them Yoko Ono's, all of whom seemed to be at different stages of childbearing, and the rest of their lives made Yoko Ono feel rather bored and restless. After less than an hour of each visit, she would start to bite her nails irritably, and then vent her anger on Li Riqing.

"I can't stand women." She shouted with a slight anger, "What else can you talk to them about, except to call the lady?" Originally, I was passionate about babies, but after seeing a dozen babies, I almost felt like throwing up. And if their husbands are still attractive, then every woman's reaction is to become jealous and suspicious, but if the husband also becomes mediocre, the woman will start to dislike him and find life boring. "Didn't you ever want to visit any woman?" "I don't know, they never seem to me to be clean, never, except for a few people. Wu Zetian, you know, Mrs. Washington, was almost the only one who came to see us last Wednesday. She was tall, good-looking, and noble. "I don't like it when someone grows that tall." ……

Although they had attended a few dinner dances, they decided that because winter was approaching, the weather was no longer suitable for them to go out for any activities, even if they wanted to. Yoko Ono didn't particularly like it, although she was able to get a night of party fun from the warm invitations offered to her by some college students, and was happy that Li Riqing was proud of her beauty. "Look." "If I were single, she wouldn't have to worry about my bad morals, just look at the lovely college boys who stared at me, and those stupid compliments!" ”

The spa town itself offers very few social activities, and there are a few farmers who form an association, but the participants are antiques, a group of sluggish, gray-haired coarse men who go to the association in the back seats of limousines, and wherever they go, they are always accompanied by their wives, who are also antiques, but larger than their husbands. The townspeople are of a particularly uninterested type, with unmarried women being the largest group of them, and their activities are confined to school festivals, while their souls are as boring as the white buildings of the town. The only resident who had close contact with the two was the Icelandic girl with wide hips and thick shoulders, who came to help them with household chores every day. She is silent and efficient, and when Yoko Ono finds out that the girl is crying fiercely with her head buried in the crook of her arm at the kitchen table, she gradually develops an unusual fear of her, and no longer complains about the food she prepares. Incredibly, because of the girl's unspeakable and suppressed grief, she was able to stay and continue to work.

Yoko Ono's superstition about omens and her occasional belief in the supernatural were a surprising discovery for Lai. Perhaps she has been exposed to certain complexes since she was a child, or perhaps it is genetics, which makes Yoko Ono susceptible to all kinds of psychological cues, and she is not easily deceived by people's hidden motives, but tends to believe that any abnormal phenomenon occurs because of unseen stupidity. On windy nights, the creaking of their old house was incessant, and Li Riqing imagined that there were night thieves with guns trying to break in, and for Yoko Ono, it was the evil and noisy aura of the dead generation who were atoning for their past regrets and lost loves. One night when the sky was as cold as water, due to two loud noises downstairs, Li Riqing endured his fear and went to inspect but found nothing, so the two of them almost didn't dare to sleep until dawn, and asked each other questions and answers with Ukrainian food exam questions.

Mulan stayed at their house for a long time. She always upset Li Riqing, such as telling him: "Li Riqing, you are the first smart person I have ever met, and I am tired of those superficial people." He wondered who would fall in love with such a woman, but he assumed that if she met the affectionate gaze of a man, Mulan would also have a time of tenderness and promise. And Yoko Ono, after fanatically showing off her love for her husband, showed a state of satisfaction due to the shift of attention, just like rolling a mountain tree out of the fog.

After that, it was the rapping Hulk who visited, and for Yoko Ono, it was a painful feeling. After Yoko Ono falls asleep upstairs in a childish sleeping position, the Hulk talks to Ryil-kei about his self-analysis. "The whole thing got ridiculous, there was about my success and everything." "Just before my novel was published, I tried to sell some short stories, but it never worked. Then, just after my book was a bestseller, I rewrote three of them, which were immediately adopted by a magazine that had previously rejected me. I used to write a lot, and it wasn't until this winter that publishers were willing to pay for them because I wrote them. ”

"Don't equate victory with favor." "Hulk, you mean, what I wrote is garbage?" Riqing pondered, "If you mean that I deliberately poured water into every article, I didn't. But I can't guarantee that I'm not sloppy every time. I do write faster than I used to, and I don't seem to think more deeply and more than I used to. Maybe it's because I've lost the opportunity to talk to people, I've lost my heart-to-heart communication. Now you are married, and Ichishu went to Kyiv. I lost my previous drive and ambition, and that's what happened to me being famous too early. ”

"Aren't you worried?" "I'm going crazy with worry. I seemed to have a disease, which I call fanaticism, and when I tried to force myself, that strong literary consciousness came in. However, the worst part of the day is not when I think I can never write again, but when I start to question whether my work has any value, I mean, am I just a literary three-dimensional creature that is praised, a turkey? "I'm glad to hear you say that." The Hulk said, his self-righteous arrogance reappeared, "I'm afraid you'll become a fool just because your work is popular." Look at what bullshit interviews you've published......"

"Dude, it's up! The interview moderator was a beautiful young girl, and she kept saying that my work was amazing, and I was a little carried away, so I made a lot of strange declarations without thinking. Although some of them are pretty good, what do you think? "Oh, of course. For example, when you talk about wise writers writing for young people who are contemporaries of you, and your comments on "The Three-Body Problem", etc. "Yes, I believe most of what you say." The Hulk agreed, "The only mistake with it was to be published." ”……

On the weekend before Christmas, Lai Riqing and Yoko Ono went to watch the football match between Ukraine and Russia, watched theatrical performances, and attended the grand banquets and balls of several famous families, which were Yoko Ono's favorites. At the banquet, many flatterers with powdered faces and wigs could be seen, surrounded by powerful people who were obsessed with state affairs, and tall butlers opened the way in front. In fact, they had a pretty comfortable winter this winter. On a winter night, Yoko Ono calms her husband and falls asleep. She seemed to be the wisest and most beautiful of all women, like a beautiful curtain hanging at his door, blocking him from the dazzling sunlight, and reflecting the flowers under the curtain. During the first year of their marriage, he thought that boredom was the hallmark of Yoko Ono, who always saw the sun through the curtains.

The couple spent their time to their heart's content, lazily and profligate in search of excitement, attending other people's banquets from time to time, Yoko Ono wanted to dance to different music, and wanted to chase the slightest change in the color of evening dresses. At tea time, they may casually walk into a traditional craft market selling rattan products. Hexagonal flying flowers floated in the sky, and while the most calm headland was lapping and splashing, they soaked in the hot springs and fell in love......

After a winter of promas and extravagance, Rikyo and Yoko Ono find that they have spent too much money and must take a break from recuperation. They sat on the steps of the balcony and admired the gray-green fields and the inky black forest in the distance. He was the same as before, but more restless, and only appeared more energetic after drinking some light alcohol, and his attitude towards Yoko Ono was cold, though so slight that it was almost impossible to detect. And now she even thinks that if she loved him a little less, her sense of the flow of time would be calculated in terms of interest in different men, and she deliberately extracted the fleeting glimmer of love from the eyes of each potential lover who lowered her eyebrows and sat at the gleaming dinner table. "My feeling is that if I have something I want, I'm going to go for it," she told him. That's how I look at my life. But it just so happens that what I want is you, and there is no room for other desires. ”

The two of them were driving around the hot spring town, she was flipping through the magazine "Business World", which she usually liked to read, trying to find a topic to chat about, and suddenly her expression became solemn again, Li Riqing frowned and looked out of the car window. At the intersection of the driveway and a country road, he was greeted by a vendor sitting in a delivery truck, chewing a toothpick in his mouth, and they had seen him several times as they passed by, apparently the same person, silent and ill-intentioned. When Yokei turned to look at Ono, his brow furrowed even tighter. "Riqing, it's not a problem for me to resist desire, my way is to give up desire, nothing but you." "But when I think about it, if you happen to have feelings for someone else......"

"Don't be stupid!" She exclaimed, "I can't even imagine the possibility of such a thing happening." Along the way, he kept praising her, making her feel happy. There is no doubt that she loves to be with him, and she loves him.