【Gao Gui】The Glorious Years

What I like most about Okinawa is the sense of relaxation that Osaka lacks.Before I left home, Osaka was still full of excitement, but the US military attack on the Mariana Islands gave the excitement a layer of bluff.Everyone is in danger, after all, our Fourth Division has become a national joke in the previous war against China.If there is any quality in Osaka people that is obviously different from Tokyo people, it must be such worry and self-ashamedness.Listen, even the yelling of newspaper boys on the street is not as loud as it used to be.

But Okinawa is different.Its every street corner and every flower and tree are contented, as if they don't care about the changes in the world at all.The common people are also happy, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.They spoke a language I didn't understand and gave them curious and envious looks every time Mutsu and I went for a walk.The aunt who sells sea grapes always grabs Mutsu to talk and stares at her for a long time. The aunt has a naive face and smiles happily. I guess she praises Mutsu for being beautiful, so she often happily buys an extra bunch.

Mutsu's cooking skills are very good, and the shuangdai wutail and island tofu are more delicious than the roadside stalls.Sometimes when the dinner is a bit richer, or if I buy too much fruit, she asks me to ask Gaoshan and Gui who are next door to eat with me.I'm a little surprised that she has nothing against those two.At that time, such a relationship was considered rare, although I don't think there is anything dirty about it-it's just a love affair. Could it be that if Mutsu accidentally gave birth to the wrong gender, I wouldn't love her?But Mutsu also thinks so, and I feel very relieved.She is more open and frank than many rich ladies, which may be one of the reasons why I love her so much.

Gui is very polite, and will definitely bring some other food a few days after we have dinner here.The first time was soba noodles.The second time was soba noodles.The third time is still soba noodles.Mutsu asked him dumbfounded if he ate this every day, and he said yes, the soba noodles are so delicious, but there are countless wins in the world.Every time at this time, I couldn't help but secretly asked Gao Shan how he could bear it. Gao Shan raised an eyebrow and said that there was any way, he could only do this.

"And it's really delicious after eating." He finally concluded.

That is absolute true love.

Later, Takasugi was probably embarrassed, and gave me some shredded tobacco, and taught me to roll it with paper.Bitter, he stole it from his dad.

During the day, Takasugi and Gui are the most like-minded lovers.They travel hand in hand, much more crooked than Mutsu and I, and Mutsu will not allow me to cling to her like a twist in public.They will also find odd jobs to do, to do accounts for the shops, or go to the boat to help catch the fish.I sometimes go with them.It can be seen that these two people come from a good family, because they are less fashionable than ordinary people, but they are not spoiled at all when it comes to work, and they are much more capable than me.I'm the most playful kid, I guess, but for Mutsu's sake, I'll always try to make some changes.

When the weather is good, they give themselves a holiday. Gao Shan rides a bicycle and takes Gui all over the street. The two laugh loudly, not caring about the pointers of passers-by.Once at dusk, I was blowing on the balcony and saw them stopping in front of the stall downstairs to buy pancakes.While the boss was kneeling down to get the brown paper bag, Gao Shan quickly pecked Gui's mouth, and Gui was about to pull his ear, when the boss stood up, Gui immediately put on a serious face and pretended nothing happened, and couldn't help it after a while He turned his face away and smiled secretly.

"It's so cute." Mutsu said cheerfully, resting his chin on my shoulder.

There are many times when Takasugi is not cute.He's even less patient with punks than he is with cockroaches.Those were some ten-year-old boys who gathered on the side of the road in groups of three or four, speaking some frivolous words in the Ryukyu dialect, looking at Takasugi and Gui with disdain.Takasugi sometimes threw down his bicycle and grabbed someone at random and started beating him until he knelt down and begged for mercy.The other gangsters dare not come up to help, because Takasugi is really scary when he is fierce, and I would rather offend Mutsu than fight with him.Gui never did anything, just leaned on the back seat of the bicycle and watched with interest. He didn't go over to whisper to Gao Shan until the gangster was beaten and cried. go home.

I asked Mutsu to guess what Katsura said to Takasugi, and Mutsu said what do you think, and I didn’t say something like "Tiaozi is coming", so Mutsu laughed at me and said of course not, it was probably something like "You The fierce look really makes me like "Sweet words like ".

After dark, Takasugi and Gui are violent beasts, arguing crazily day after day, and having sex crazily in the middle of the rainy night.Gui must have been afraid of disturbing our rest, so he tried hard to suppress his calls.They never mentioned it to me, but judging from the content of their quarrel, it should be a similar situation to me and Mutsu.The family couldn't tolerate this taboo love, so they had to abandon everything and live only for their sweetheart from now on.

I understand that their moodiness is actually the sequelae of running away from home. They are probably like me, faintly thinking about their younger siblings at home in the dark, and even their parents who used to speak so harshly that they were annoying.I won't confess this to Mutsu, but I think she should know.She is such a smart person.

Before dawn, they can always restore the old.Another day of bliss followed.

However, the happy time is very short, God is very jealous, how can he tolerate ordinary people living happier than him? At the beginning of 1945, Mutsu began to have frequent headaches and fevers. I searched all the doctors on the island, and they all said that it was a minor illness, and it would be better to take some cold medicine.But I'm afraid it's not that simple, because I care about her so much, I can't stop worrying.Seeing her face pale day by day, I was at a loss, but powerless.

In March, the US military landed on the island, and the school began to organize military training for underage children.Okinawa suddenly became tense, and the fear and anxiety that filled the air made people crazy.Mutsu asked me if I would join the war, and I said no.

I hate war, and I hate the government.The endless desire for expansion prevents me from loving my country wholeheartedly, and I cannot forgive its aggression against China and North Korea. I cannot forgive human beings who want to protect themselves and poison others.After the Pearl Island incident, everyone knew that we should suffer, and we should suffer for ourselves, so I would not use my life to pay the bill for the upper class.

Mutsu didn't blame me for being greedy for life and afraid of death, but she was relieved.She said that's great, if you die, I don't want to live either.

This is the first time she has said such heart-to-heart love words to me, and I suddenly feel a sore nose for nothing.

Gao Shan and Gui no longer fight every day.Ever since Gaoshan knocked down a cabinet one night and injured Gui's leg, they began to live in peace for a long time.Every day when Gui limped up and down the stairs, Gao Shan's eyes were full of regret and pain.

"It will be fine soon, the bone is not broken, it's just a tendon injury." Gui Quan didn't care.

But one night in early April, I heard them arguing again.

"I'll go with you!" Gui said angrily.

"Go sign up and see, who wants you, a cripple, you are useless now, it will only drag people down." Gao Shan's voice was as cold as ever.

This time they didn't beat each other. After a while, I heard the two of them panting heavily.

The panting didn't arouse the slightest desire in me, all the sounds were sighs to me, extremely sad and melancholy.I looked at Mutsu with a high fever in my arms, and I was so sad that I was exhausted all night.

The next morning, Takasugi left with his package on his back. He waved goodbye to me standing on the balcony downstairs.

Gui took a long time before limping out of the room with an unexpected smile on his face.He put his hands around his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and said to Gao Sugi, "You stay there well, don't die."

Takasugi looked at him for a long time, then turned and left.

"This is their story." I said to Suzi and Xiaowu.

"What happened later? Where's Gui?" Xiao Wu asked with wide-eyed eyes.

If Xiao Wu hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that Gui's part still has some follow-ups. The older I get, the more I can't remember things.

"Gui, practice walking hard every day, ah ha ha ha, that guy. After half a month, he was able to run miraculously. It's bullshit to hurt his muscles and bones for a hundred days. After his leg recovered, he immediately took it When I packed up and went to the battlefield, I was so happy the day I left."

"What happened in the end? Did they come back alive?" Xiao Wu seemed very nervous.

"I don't know. Grandpa returned to Osaka before the war was over, but it is said that some soldiers survived, or...became prisoners of war." For so many years, I have always hoped that Takasugi and Katsura would end in the former way. I can't imagine So proud they suffer from claustrophobia and self-esteem in the enemy camp.The strange thing is that I never thought they would die, I firmly believe that they are alive and well.Lu Ao said that the two of them looked like they were destined, and the underworld dared not take them away at will.

"Oh, grandpa, are you trying to appease people? What kind of story are you telling, it's anticlimactic." Xiao Wu complained to me dissatisfied.

Suzi was unusually quiet, she sat on the sofa in a daze, rubbed her eyes after a while, and said, "To be honest, Grandpa at that time probably knew more about love than we do now."

Ah ha ha ha, this old-fashioned brat.