"In Beijing, Within the Walls, an Affair Between Aunt and Nephew" - Chapter Four

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Ring ring ring—
The simple and elegant wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and the old shop owner's resolute and unwilling voice came from inside as he saw off the customers.
"Thank you for your patronage!"
Xu Li weighed the black leather suitcase he was carrying, let out a long breath, and began to examine the old leather of the suitcase again, immersed in its twilight-like beauty, not even noticing the girl staring at him beside him.
"Hello--!"
The boy, who had no relatives or friends in Japan, was startled when he was suddenly approached, but immediately relaxed when he saw that it was the short-haired girl.
Why are you following me again?
The girl was his landlord's beloved daughter. She was indifferent and dissatisfied with the older boy who had recently moved into the house. Perhaps she had inherited her mother's prejudice against Chinese people. She always liked to stare at him and thought he was doing something bad.
"Although I've done the worst things," Xu Li thought, looking at the girl's stubborn expression, and couldn't help but click her tongue. "The old man likes to steal underwear, and the young one is a stalker..."
"Are you thinking something rude?!"
The girl was actually quite cute and pretty, but she was just like her mother, speaking coldly and sarcastically to people.
"nothing……"
In the summer, a young girl wearing a cute off-shoulder top and hot pants could easily be enjoying her youth with friends in a better neighborhood, but instead she's in this desolate alley in the electronics district—isn't that a waste of resources?
"Instead of enjoying a weekend afternoon, you even sneak into Akihabara. You're really persistent."
He scratched his head and headed towards the main road, intending to go home. The girl followed him with her arms crossed, saying, "Hmph, I thought you were finally going to show your true colors and go to those kinds of places—"
"Hey," Seirei said with a wry smile, "Rie-chan, just how prejudiced are you against me?"
"Don't call me Rie!"
"Okay, Ms. Rie," he said, walking one after the other. He walked quickly, carrying a suitcase, while the girl strode closely behind. This mismatched pair walked along the street filled with the atmosphere of subculture and the information age, attracting the attention of the indifferent passersby in Japan. "These are headphones. Being fond of these things is actually a kind of otaku thing, isn't it?"
"Hmph~" The girl pouted, looking quite disappointed. "Is it this kind of thing again? Ever since I asked you to change the CDs at home last time, you've been on a rampage... By the way, this must be very expensive."
"No."
He replied indifferently that although the girl's expression often gave the impression of impatience, she was surprisingly talkative and had a strong sense of curiosity.
"You're lying!"
The girl walked quickly to him, turning sideways to expose her raised eyebrows to his view. "The way you and that shopkeeper were being so careful was like a black market transaction. The clerk was the same, handling it so cautiously; and all the other customers trying out the lessons crowded around too!"
"How long have you been watching?!"
The boy sighed helplessly. They had already entered the subway station, and he explained the deal to the girl as they walked. The absolute price of the headphones was beyond the reach of most people, but compared to previous market prices, it was already very cheap.
"Much cheaper than I expected, but we need to meet in person to complete the transaction."
They boarded the subway and continued their question-and-answer session. The boy's hobbies and world were unfamiliar to the girl, who was like a curious child. However, when she heard the price, her expression changed.
"Seventy... With that money, you could rent a much better apartment!"
He touched his nose, feeling quite embarrassed. He couldn't explain his inappropriate relationship with her mother to the girl, but he also felt that she seemed to have already sensed something. After all, no matter how careful he was, even if he had replaced the mattress with a softer and more expensive one so he could have more fun at night, her mother's attitude towards him was too casual, which was not the way one should treat a young man and a lodger.
The carriage fell silent again after the girl's abrupt complaint, accompanied by the sounds of the wind, advertisements, and the train clattering on the tracks.
After changing trains, the crowd gradually thinned out, and they found seats to sit down.
While scrolling through her smartphone, the girl kicked her long legs idly. Despite being a long-time member of the sports club, her legs remained remarkably fair, exuding a youthful and athletic charm. Not knowing where to look, Sori broke the awkward silence, saying, "Well, this thing is worth the price."
"ha--"
The girl sitting next to him was not like his aunt; she didn't have the talent for chatting or defusing awkward situations.
"Did you see that shop owner, that old gentleman?"
"I see, you look heartbroken." The girl smiled, seemingly possessing a talent for this kind of cynicism, or rather, a queenly quality. She crossed her legs, snorted, and said, "You guys are really such nerds for being obsessed with these things... By the way, if it's so painful, why sell it in the first place?"
"Perhaps...perhaps I'm getting old, and my hearing is failing." A sense of sadness filled his heart. He lifted the leather tag hanging on the handle, which bore the name of the artwork in the suitcase—[r10].
"Selling at this price and still having to meet in person for the transaction, it's not that they're short of money, but rather that they want to find a good buyer for [her]." Xu Li stroked the texture of the leather suitcase, feeling its warmth, and imagining her past.
"Isn't this...isn't this an amazing story?"
The girl interrupted his daydreaming about who he was. She turned and leaned closer. "To gain the approval of the master of a small, dimly lit specialty shop with few customers, you're quite capable!"
The shadows of buildings and telephone poles slid across their faces. The girl flashed a big sister-like smile, while his wry smile looked even more awkward.
"I don't think that's the case. My Japanese isn't good enough to understand all those technical terms... Maybe I'll just teach it to whoever comes along—"
The girl curled her delicate nose and bit her lip, clearly dissatisfied with his statement.
Surprisingly, the girl's appearance reminded him of his beloved across the sea. Perhaps he shouldn't have come today, perhaps he should have given up playing with the sound playback system long ago; hobbies are such a waste of money, just like love wastes a person's time.
Xu Li laid the leather suitcase flat, moved the round metal plate, unlocked the clasp, and a wooden bowl with the style of the Showa era was displayed in front of the two.
"It's just the way things are," he continued, ignoring the girl who was about to interrupt him. "I'm already nearing the end of my life, and the kids don't understand these things. Compared to the troublesome old equipment, the new equipment is simple and easy to understand. Everything is integrated into everything, and all the big companies have done everything for them. Everything is so orderly, and the quality is so consistent... Rather than letting this sentiment languish in my hands, it's better to give it to a foreigner I don't know. No matter what, it's more likely to have more possibilities than keeping it in my hands."
The girl's angry face gradually softened as she was moved by the old shopkeeper's deeper feelings, and her blood boiled, causing her face to turn red.
"Yes, that's it!"
The boy picked up the well-maintained headphones, holding the headband, and said, "Isn't it beautiful?"
The glossy wood grain reflected on the girl's face, and she nodded. "Yes, that's true."
“She’s older than you… no, older than me. She’s the embodiment of an industrial empire, the pinnacle of that era,” the boy said, his voice tinged with poetic inspiration. “She is the Roman Empire, the steam age, she is… she is my old lover.”
He sniffed the wooden bowl earmuff lightly, looked at the girl, and said, "Isn't it pathetic to hand over such a beautiful old lover to someone else?"
The girl opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back. She saw the sorrow in his eyes, a sorrow that he felt deeply for.
She turned around, bracing herself on the chair with both hands and continuing to lift her legs. "Hmph, what a strange person."
"Ha, thank you so much for your kind words."
少年把耳机戴到了她的头上，还问她回去要不要用用老人的旧情人，少女轻笑着双手调整着耳罩，他的声音被阻挡在了耳罩外。不知不觉间，他们原来已经是可以斗嘴的关系了。但她想到她的母亲，她的猜想，又想到之前他脸上不似作假的表情，心却沉了下去。
「喂，你有过吗？」
她摘下了封闭式的耳机，低着头让刘海挡住自己的脸，「旧情人，在大陆那边？」
她一边问一边偷偷撇着，他的脸如同她意料中一样变得僵硬，半晌后才点了点头。
「有。」
「她美吗，就像这个一样美吗？」
「美……也许比这个还美。」
他没有感情却肯定的话语莫名让少女有些不甘。
「那为什么要分开呢，你这个家伙也没那么可恶啊！」
「恩……也许不是我的问题吧。」
城铁转了弯，阳光直射着二人这一面，那阳光，刺眼。
「也许不是我们之中谁的问题。」
「那为什么！」女孩心中的不甘又被另外一种跟不可思议的情感代替，身旁的人高大壮实，在少女看来他情趣高雅，喜欢音乐还喜欢书法，连把耳机放回箱内都是那么小心翼翼，和同龄人是如此不同，又怎么会伤害那个旧情人。
「嘛，理惠小姐……你知道吗，我骗了那个店主。」
「什么？」
「我骗了他，我根本不会保养这孩子。那个店主是行家里手，我却对电路、焊接、擦油护理什么的一窍不通，但是我说我会好好保养它，我才得到了她，我骗了他。」
「哈？」少女的表情好像综艺搞笑艺人的颜艺，一副不敢置信，「你，你这个混蛋——」
「但是保养有用吗？你知道吗，官方早就没法维护修理她了，」他拿出了藏在上面板的说明书，指着耳机的编号和生产年代，「十年前，那海绵就该失去弹性松懈了，头梁的皮也要脱落了，她的线材，她的单元，总有一天会坏掉，这是没有办法的事，再维护再去修理，只会失去本色……而最好的办法，就是别去听她，别去碰她，把她放在柜子里，束之高阁，只有这样，她的美还会保留的久一些。」
少年望着天空，望着海的彼岸，少女讨厌这种样子，她不讨厌他装作哲学家的自大，她讨厌的是两难的抉择。
「……保存在记忆里，那就美好了？真是矫情的男人。」
少女隐藏起了心中对他的同情，表现得嗤之以鼻，「真好呢，在记忆里她的笑才是最美的吧？」
「不，她不爱笑。」
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是的，她其实不爱笑，她从来都不爱笑。
但是，她很是需要笑，她从来都笑得最好看，用笑容把自己武装得严严实实。
她母亲说她心思重，姐姐们说不知道她在想什么，哥哥根本就没听见，而她父亲和外甥都只是笑笑。
他们不在乎，所以她才会偶尔对那老头和小男孩真正地笑，笑得也并不可爱。她努力地让自己最好的一面都展现给他，但任哪个女人遇到眼前的情况都不可能还能强颜欢笑。
她等着外甥等着那人放学，忍受着他该死的没有准的高三课程时间，想象着和他进餐观影，看到的却是他和另一个女孩儿在远处聊天。
她僵硬地迈着步伐走向他们，看着面对自己的那个小婊子买弄着青春的可爱，越靠他越近，她甚至发不出声音，走到男孩的身后才动手拽了他。
「哈哈，是啊，还有那个，网上评论……啊？」
男孩转过头愣了一下，恍然大悟之后，又继续愣住了。
「唉，是谁？」
那个女孩声音很细很润很好听，让声音略显低沉的她不想张开嘴，只能不停摆放自己套装下的高跟和丝腿找寻自信。
「啊……我之前不是说了吗，在等人，我小姨。」
【我小姨——？】
多么轻巧的三个字，她觉得实在自己太过轻巧。而在那个秀丽年轻的女孩面前，最让她自卑的是，她还被特意强调了她的亲属身份。
「恩，」她像在工作时间一样笑着，虚伪又好看，「你是序礼的同学吗？也来看电影吗？」
「是的，阿姨。」
【阿姨——！？】
她实在不想在脑内露出少女漫画里面晴天霹雳的样子，但也只能如此来缓解自己的心痛，尤其是他还在一边不知道该说什么好。
「想和乐他看一样，不过好像没票了。」
【乐？那是什么简称？用姓做的昵称吗？】
她一瞬间就在脑内演绎出了各种他和这女人在校园内的故事，莫名感到寒冷，寒冷又委屈。
「你们来多久了？」
这时，他才反应过来，「没，没多久，刚想给小姨打电话。」
「是吗，」她冷笑了一声，「你们还真是聊不完呢，上课憋坏了吧，唉，现在学校的课程安排……对了，你家长呢？」
她自以为巧妙地转折，适当稳妥地逼近却换来的是更大的危机。
「我妈说让我们自己来看吧，她不喜欢看大片。」
【我妈……我们……】
「唉？阿姨不是有事才——」
迟钝的男孩没说完就被小姨攥上了手臂，他第一次明白带着恶意的暴力是多么让人痛苦，而女孩不知道是意识到了氛围还是没意识，继续阐述着男孩不知道的事实，「她说看完了让乐同学送我回去就好了。」
「唉？」
「唉什么唉？你还真是被同学家长信任啊，序礼。」
男孩惊慌失措的模样并没有让女同学放弃进攻，「阿姨，要是没票的话，不如您先去看，我和——」
她立刻打断了面前清爽到不可思议的女孩，「不，这都买好了，浪费了怎么办。」
「那，那」姑娘羞红了脸，按着自己的邮差包，瞄向了他，「我和乐先去看可以吗。」
「回家复习去，你们还太早了！」
说完她就揪着男孩离开，男孩的头瞻前顾后，让她更是无名火起，本来买好在边角方便亲热的座位，也没有发挥出本来的价值。
她冷着脸，没有表情，嘴巴微微抿着，没有了从前在黑暗中的从容挑逗。
他自知理亏，却越发觉得把疼忍在心中的小姨好看，他想去吻她，他贴到了她的面颊，却没得到任何拒绝和迎合，原本的清香也带着一种沉沉死气。
他摸她的手，迎来她的微笑；她搂她的臂膀，她并没有凑过来；他拂过她的套裙探向她的双腿，她说话了。
「她是谁？」
小姨说话的音量完全没有压低，本来电影就不是在热闹场景，这一声在影院就更显突兀。
序礼从来没遇到过这种境况，前后左边的人全部都看了过来，而女人却无表情有倔强的直视着他。
【她能是谁？】
「她不是谁，她又不是你。」
序礼不知道她为什么要这么问，她应该是聪慧的，应该是明白的，他平时都在干什么全都有据可查，尤其高三这种氛围，而痴迷于女人的他怎么会就突然移情别恋——她怎么会如此不顾影响追问这种愚蠢的问题？
屏幕间断而闪烁的亮光照清了现实，他眼前的女人咬着嘴唇渗出了深色粘稠的液体，她的胸口起起伏伏。他拉着她从影院落荒而逃，然而他不知道为什么女人为什么会突然情感爆发。
她不跑，他拽着她跑，她的高跟鞋不适合跑，他抱起她跑。
她如同公主蜷缩在骑士怀里，路灯下，四周看向他们的一道道人影，就像阻碍他们的恶党，他披荆斩棘，平时内向的他总能做出出乎人预料的出格举动，而这样的他让她危机感更甚。
「两年了……」
女人小声说着，「你是不是腻了……该玩的早都玩过了吧？小姨是不是没意思了？小姨是不是让你觉得麻烦了？——」
一路上她从来没有过地絮絮叨叨让他觉得慌乱，觉得失措，甚至觉得陌生，觉得害怕。那是他第一次怀疑爱的美好。
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他不想回忆起那一天，但那一天的种种总是见缝插针寻找机会再次浮现，挥之不去。
回到了居住的房东家，他本想邀请那少女听听买来的老古董，却因路上沉郁的氛围说不出口。他为自己好为人师感到羞耻，他喜欢看书，却从来都不是早熟的孩子，要不然他早该看出小姨眼中的焦虑。
Xu Li returned to his room. Unbeknownst to him, the room had been completely taken over by him; his traces were everywhere—his clothes, his books, his computer and game console… He had long since lost the sense of displacement he felt when he first moved to a foreign country. After his relationship with the underwear thief stabilized, he began to think that leaving his hometown for a few years wasn't so bad. Leaving that place to examine his life, he believed that only with this sense of distance could he truly see things clearly and plan for the future.
No, actually I didn't refuse in the first place—
If he really didn't want to come, no one could force him to go abroad. He was just going with the flow. He wanted to leave the place where he was entangled with her, a place of both joy and sorrow. The possibility of no longer being the person he used to be must have excited him.
But look at his room. Not only has he started practicing calligraphy again since he came here, but he has also become obsessed with collecting old items. Used CDs and game cartridges are piled up everywhere, and even his desk is covered with various induction cookers and glass tubes that he has found.
He had refused to burn these things since her wedding, because seeing them reminded him of his own incompetence and how he had abandoned his aunt.
"...Let's show Auntie what I bought today."
He muttered to himself. Although Rie had spoken so frankly, he had never lost touch with her. He repeatedly confirmed their relationship, and every time he received even the slightest response, he felt incredibly happy, but after the happiness came fear.
"ah--"
It turns out that he rushed out after receiving the reply, forgetting to take his phone, which is now missing from his room.
[Maybe it was left in the living room while we were watching TV.]
He found an excuse to escape his aunt today. The old objects in the room immersed him in the past, and he wanted to recall those wonderful, carefree days when he didn't have to worry about tomorrow.
He turned on the DAC he'd found, warmed up the tube amplifier, and found his treasured copy of The Carpenters' "Singles 1969-1981." Without wearing gloves or making any offerings, he simply took out an antique wooden bowl, plugged it in, and started playing that classic nostalgic song—"Yesterday Once More."
"When i was young——"
When Carpenter's sister started singing, he no longer had the strength to sit up straight.
He recalled sitting on the back of his grandfather's tricycle, learning from the old man how to change the water for the goldfish, and the old man singing Ma Lianliang's old male roles.
"That sounds awful—"
The girl suddenly interrupted his recollection.
No...please...
The images he wanted to forget flooded back. It was the last day of that day, when they were nestled on the plush carpet in the bedroom, both of them naked, their skin smooth and moist, their sweat saturated with pheromones. Everything was so clear; he even remembered the sticky fluid on their pubic hair.
The man and woman, having released their pent-up emotions, were panting heavily. He had his arm around his long-haired aunt, his semi-erect penis pressed against her hip. He lifted her forearm and kissed the back of her hand, expressing his longing. At first, the woman pouted and playfully teased him, but then she fell silent. He assumed she was still angry about the non-existent mistress, and that he had even confessed his love for her. However, he didn't expect that his confession would also make her make up her mind.
She turned and nestled against her nephew's chest, gazing at him steadfastly.
"Xu Li, let's elope!"

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