But for an old driver like me, this is not a problem.
I have been driving for Gage for 42 years, and the more complicated situations I have encountered are simply too numerous to enumerate.
I even shot him once, in my left arm.
But the current situation is an embarrassment I have never encountered before.
The noise outside the car, the dull inside the car. I looked at the two people sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror, and the air was stagnant like a pot of soup.
I know Gage is not happy today. When Diana was talking to her ex, Gage's eyes were so painful and heartbreaking to look at them.
The last time I saw him look like this was when the first woman he loved departed.
At that time, I still had beautiful brown curly hair, young and strong, and wanted to venture into the unknown world, and he was still a little boy of only seven years old, greedy for chocolate, would act coquettishly, but not yelling, It's not fooling around, and already vaguely looks like a little gentleman.
It was a bright spring day. He was standing by my side, not taller than my thigh. He stared at his mother, watching her drag the suitcase and resolutely leave with the other man, ignoring He, like ignoring an old dress that was thrown away. With tears in his eyes, he didn't say a word, and his small palm held my hand so hard, as if to embed his fingers into the palm of my hand. After a long time, he turned his head and said to me, "Shackleford, if you want to leave, please don’t leave without telling me, okay?"
I will never forget that he was pursing his mouth and red nose. But still trying to forcefully pretend to look at me calmly.
He is only seven years old, not much older than my child.
At that moment I thought, how can I, how can I bear to let him bear all this alone?
"I will be with you for life, Master Gage."
I have kept my promise for 42 years.
When he was abandoned, I stayed with him; when he was humiliated, I stayed with him; when he was in danger, I stayed with him; when he was in high spirits, I stayed with him; When he fell in love with Diana, I stayed with him.
Yes, he loves her.
Maybe he just thought it was funny at first, but he never meant to hurt anyone. When Diana left the boat, I saw him looking at himself in the mirror in a trance. He stood for so long, long enough to let me know how deeply he hurt himself.
I have never seen Gage caring about someone so eagerly, and wanting to get someone that way, he even turned away all social arrangements to pursue her. People say that he is romantic and that he is a playboy, but I know that he is just too eager to grab a little love.
And now, he showed that look once again, the same as 42 years ago, but I am as helpless as I was 42 years ago. All I can do is stay with him.
The hands holding the steering wheel tightened. I don't know if it's raining, my heart is a little bored.
"We should talk."
Miss Diana's voice was hoarse, but her tone was determined, as she always did. And at the moment she made her voice, we all knew that the negotiation was over.
"I'm very happy." He said suddenly. But when I said this, I didn't face Ms. Diana, but straight ahead, I didn't understand.
"Shackleford, have you seen me so happy?"
He threw the topic to me. I don't know what he meant by asking, but I know clearly that he is not happy.
"I can't say I haven't seen it." I thought about it, and said a neutral and conservative answer. What is he going to do?
"Diana is the reason."
"She is enough to make every man happy." I seemed to feel something vaguely.
"She is the best of them." When
Gage said this, I suddenly understood his intention.
This fool.
What he will say next was written 42 years ago, or it has been written since the moment he was born in such a family.
If you can't get it, at least let it go with enough dignity. He does not want to be a downfall.
This clever fool.
The rain stopped when the car stopped. Miss Diana ran to the bus stop. I asked him in the car, sir, would you like to accompany me for a drink? He looked out the window, was silent for a long time, and said to me, why?
"Because you are very happy today, and today is my birthday. I request you to accompany me for a drink."
"I remember your birthday is in December."
"This year I will advance it."
"...Let's go."
"Thank you, Master Gage." The
car slowly turned around, and I saw in the rearview mirror that Miss Diana's back was fading away, just like the back of Gage's mother who had left many years ago.
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