The writer Richard Dunn couldn’t stand the doctor’s wife who used scissors to cut and sew on the patient’s belly every day. He thought she was a "human flesh machine", so they used separation to save the two from being tepid. Fire feelings. He has no friends, animals are considered to be yes, but these friends are either put on the table or are almost extinct. He was nearly forty years old, and he published the only novel but couldn't sell it. His new novel starts with "XX Gufang self-appreciation", but he never thinks about what this "XX" should be called. No one can chat with him, except for the "magic colonel" in his fantasy.
When he saw Abby on a funny bicycle, middle school student Abby was throwing a lighted match into a trash can by the road. Richard rushed up to cover the fire with his cotton jacket. Since then, his outdoor appearance will always be the two-hole burnt cotton jacket-he is not only lonely, but also boring, so boring that there is only one cotton jacket. Later, Abby became Richard's nanny-a childless middle-aged man's nanny, and later, they became friends. It's hard to meet a friend who fits perfectly.
It's hard to understand why Richard rushed forward, believing that Abby could save him from this boring and widowed life, and tricked her into being a nanny with a crappy lie. Perhaps the moment the match fell into the trash can, Richard smelled the same smell.
This kind of taste became stronger in their future contacts: he loved her soup; she loved the book he wrote. He knew that her boyfriend was "chicken shit"; and she knew that his wife was a "human flesh machine". He knew that she could do nothing when his sister walked to the sea, and always blamed herself for it; she understood that he was in agony because he couldn't do anything with his hands. What they have is not just the similarity of experience, but the resonance that resonates deeper.
Some things are changing. When he and his wife ate large lobsters, they would think it was devouring living creatures, but they happily accepted the flounder from Abby. He thinks his useless hands can fold out a white swan for Abby, and build his favorite sofa for himself and Abby with books that no one bought. He ushered in a party in his boring and pale life, indulging in joy with them like a child. It's just that Abby can no longer accept "chicken shit" to have sex with himself; Richard can only ask himself and his wife again and again: "Are we really unhappy or pretending to be unhappy?" The
Magic Colonel has been preventing this. Happened, but there was nothing I could do. Lonely people lonely people meet and attract each other, nothing can stop them.
The wife finally discovered the existence of Abby, who was having a sweet dream in Richard's elbow.
Everything is on track. It's just that Richard is the Richard after meeting Abby, and Abby is also the Abby after meeting Richard. Richard no longer needs the magic colonel, and Abby no longer needs "chicken shit"-although it is cruel, so cruel that the latter hangs on the roof.
Abby named Richard's new book "Paper People" because they were both fragile people. But now Richard finally dared to write down who was the person who "rewarded the lonely one": "Richardt rewarded the lonely one." In the absence of Abby, he has to be more accustomed to lonely self-admiration.
Richard, who is almost 40 years old, has finally grown up, although he still cannot understand many things in this world like a fifteen-year-old child. Just like the thing Abby thought about: "Do you want to have no friends or no parents?
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