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mars
Episode 2
Ling riding on the road
Ling saw, at the intersection ahead, a semi-trailer came out from the street to cross the street. Ling squeezed the handbrakes to slow down. It didn't work. Instead he saw braking fluid leaking out of a cut. Ling glanced downward quickly.
The semi-trailer had now crossed halfway on Ling's side of street. In no time, the whole semi-trailer completely blocked Ling's side of the street. More braking fluid was leaking from the cable.Ling glanced sideway and backward to check the condition. He had to slide the whole bike under the semi-trailer. He dropped his helmet when he came out from the bottom of the semi-trailer. Finally, Ling was able to stop the bike.
At a motorcycle repair shop
"Fortunately, you reacted quickly. Otherwise, you would either have already died or half dead at the speed you normally ride. Both your front and rear brake lines have been cut-off. Does someone have a grudge against you?" The mechanic said to Ling as he examined the motorcycle.Too many to count." Ling answered...."You'd better be careful. Do you still race?" The mechanic asked."My bike's out of service and I've got no money. How can I race?" Ling said.
Ling turned around to pull a chair over to sit.
"Did you fight again with your dad?" The mechanic asked as he continued working on Ling's bike."Yes. I just don't get along with him. And he keeps bugging me to quit riding motorcycles all the time." Ling said."He's just worried about you. Why don't you take the opportunity to move back home?" The mechanic said."Go home. If I go home, I think I'd go crazy." Ling said."But, You're already crazy anyway." The mechanic said, looking up at Ling..."Ha Ha! True, true." Ling said.
Teacher Fang came out of a school building, drinking water.
"Good morning, Teacher Fang." Students greeted him as they saw him."Good morning." Teacher Fang nodded and replied to them.Teacher Fang took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth. Suddenly someone grabbed his right upper arm tightly from behind. He turned to see that it was Ling."Good morning, teacher." Ling said as he forced Teacher Fang to turn to a different direction."It seems that you have more than one side that people don't know about." Ling said as he quickly walked down the stairs, pulling Teacher Fang forcibly along with him."What are you talking about?" Teacher Fang said nervously."Stop pretending. I almost ended up lying in a hospital bed." Ling said as they got to the bottom of the stairs and turned the corner to another flight of stairs. Ling held Teacher Fang at the top of the long and steep flight of stairs.
Ling stepped behind Teacher Fang and pulled both arms of the latter. The water bottle dropped and fell down the stairs.
"Fortunately, I like thrilling and dangerous things." Ling said with Teacher Fang feet at the edge of floor."But, dear Teacher Fang. If we're going to play, we should go all-out |
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Ling and Qiluo at the school parking lot
Ling walked up to his bike with Qiluo following behind.Ling gave Qiluo his helmet, but Qiluo didn't accept it."Don't tell me you still consider going back to the class." Ling asked after a long pause."Didn't you say you wouldn't let people ride your bike?" Qiluo asked."I've changed my mind." Ling said. Qiluo still wouldn't accept the helmet."Yeah. If you get on the bike, you抣l have to be very close to me. Moreover, you have to hold me really tight, and yet you don't like men." Ling said."Forget it, if you're so reluctant." Ling said as Qiluo remained motionless.Finally Qiluo stretched out her hands for the helmet. Ling gave her the helmet.Ling got on his bike. Qiluo sat behind him wearing Ling's helmet."Make sure the helmet's buttoned up." Ling said to Qiluo."Where's yours?" Qiluo asked as she buttoned the helmet."Aaah. The bike has only one helmet. You'd better pray for me not to be caught." Ling answered."Are you ready?" Ling checked with Qiluo after he was ready to start the bike."Hold me tight." Ling said laughingly.Qiluo grabbed Ling hurriedly as Ling rode the bike away.Meanwhile in the classroomQingmei's friend who sat next to her heard of the sound of a motorcycle roaring and rumbling.."Qingmei, motorcycle sound!" Qingmei's friend called her attention to it.After pausing and thinking for a moment, Qingmei ran hurriedly out of the classroom."Lai Qingmei, what are you doing? We're in class!" Teacher Shi called after Qingmei when he saw her running out of the classroom.Qingmei ran up to the rooftop and saw Ling speeding away with Qiluo. Meanwhile, Daye was exhausted, lying on the track.Ling and Qiluo arrived in front of the apartment building where Qiluo lived."Thank you." Qiluo said as she returned Ling's helmet to her.Were you scared?" Ling asked Qiluo after he placed the helmet atop his bike."Since I had got on your bike, I could only trust you. Fear wouldn't help." Qiluo said."Thank you for willing to trust yourself with me." Ling said."You like to do insincere, momentary, sweet talk." Qiluo said. Ling got embarassed and stopped laughing."Thank you for helping me so much." Qiluo thanked Ling again."You抳e just rescued me. Last time you said you would protect me. I know you didn't really mean it, but I'm still very happy about them. They are very important to me because I haven't been this close to other people for a very long time." Qiluo said to Ling with her head bending low.
"Thank you." Qiluo looked up at Ling and turned to leave.Qi Lluo." Ling called and ran to her."Qiluo." Ling caught up with her on the steps. Qiluo staggered a little bit as Ling grabbed her arm.Qiluo's mother happened to come home and saw Ling grabbed Qiluo's arm."What are you doing?" Qiluo's mother pulled Ling apart."Mom you got it all wrong. He wasn't going to hurt me. Something happened at school. He rescued me and took me home with his bike." Qiluo explained to her mom.
Qiluo mother looked at the motorcycle."This is my mother." Qiluo introduced her mom to Ling but her mom stared ahead without turning her head to look at Ling."I'm sorry. I just saw Qiluo looking rather helter-skelter, so... |
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Translated by laiou2002 of http://www.vicpower.net
Episode 2 (Part 2)
At a fast food place where Daye worked.
"Here is your hot dog." Daye said as he handed a hot dog to a customer. The customer gave Daye money.
"Thank you." Daye said as he handed change to the customer."I've already seen you." Daye said as he slapped Ling's wrist with a tong when Ling tried to steal a hot dog."There is no need to hurt our brotherly feelings simply for a little hot dog." Ling said."Am I that kind of person?" Daye said to Ling."What are you angry about?" Ling asked after he took a hot dog."I'm not angry. It is just that whatever you do; you never really think it over. Forget it. I'm not wasting my time on someone not born with intelligence like you." Daye said while Ling was eating his hot dog."Hey, what are you doing later on?" Ling asked Daye."I have other things planed. I've to pick up my younger brother and sister after school." Daye said."How about tomorrow?" Ling asked."What for?" Daye asked.Ling, Qiluo, and Daye sitting at a table..."Weren't you two high school classmates? Why isn't there anything to talk about?" Ling asked Qiluo and Daye."Didn't you help her out? Nothing to talk about?" Ling asked Daye."Thank you. Thank you for the juice." Qiluo finally spoke up."You're welcome." Daye said."If we continue like this, I抣l probably fall asleep in no time." Ling said."All right. Qiluo, one word from you. Will you date with Daye?" Ling sat up and asked Qiluo."Ling!" Daye was nervous."You told me you liked Qiluo. Was it a lie?" Ling said.
"Of course not." Daye said."Then this is fine. Why don't you say it straight?" Ling said."But..." Daye looked at Qiluo anxiously."But what?" Ling said."Fine." Qiluo said.Ling looked greatly surprised."What I mean is that Daye and I can give it a try." Qiluo said."OK. Then what follows is none of my business. I'll take off. Bye bye. Daye, go for it." Ling said."Ling, hold on." Qiluo said and then she bent down to pick up a shopping bag."Thank you for your jacket." Qiluo said as she gave the shopping bag to Ling.Ling took the bag and turned to leave."You pay the bill." Ling said and patted Daye before he left.
How are we going to start now? How about strolling around a little bit?" Daye asked Qiluo.Qiluo looked up at Daye, nodded her head and looked downward again.
Qiluo and Daye walking on a street
"We seem to meet each other quite a lot. We have been classmates from high school to college." Daye said to Qiluo.
"Do you remember that one time there was a folk dance, but you dared not dance? The two of us stayed by ourselves in a classroom for the whole afternoon. Time has been flying, it's been four years. We've been classmates for more than four years." Daye continued talking."Would you like some coffee?" Daye asked."Fine." Qiluo agreed."Or we should just go watching some movies. I heard there are some good movies lately." Daye changed his mind after glancing around quickly.
"I don't care." Qiluo said."I'll go get tickets. Wait here a bit for me." Daye said.Daye turned to walk in the opposite direction. He stopped after walking a few paces and turned around to watch Qiluo."Qiluo." Daye called her when he saw Qiluo continuing walking forward.Qiluo turned around to face Daye."You aren't having a good time, are you?" Daye asked Qiluo.
"No." Qiluo smiled and answered."Then I'll go get the tickets." Daye said before he turned around and running.Qiluo and Daye sitting opposite each other at an outdoors cafe.It seems that we don't have much to talk about." Daye commented after Qiluo took a sip of her drink."I'm always a loner. It's always been like that." Qiluo said."I have always thought that someone like Ling is the type you would never consider. I have never thought that you would get along so well with him. To be honest. I was very surprised." Daye said."I've never been good at talking. Whatever I want to say, I paint them in my paintings. The reason he started talking to me was also because of my paintings." Qiluo explained."Your paintings? Hah. When did he become so cultured?" Daye said, looking surprised.They both laughed."Was it a beautiful woman in nude?" Daye asked."No. It was a drawing of a mother holding a baby. A very common drawing." Qiluo said."No wonder he likes it." Daye said."Why?" Qiluo asked."It's because Ling doesn't have a mother. I heard his mother died when he was really little." Daye said."Qiluo, you really like Ling, don't you?" Daye asked Qiluo."No. Why did you feel that way?" Qiluo said after she shook her head to deny it."It is because you don't seem to have anything to say since the afternoon. But you become so happy when we talk about Ling. Even you eyes look different." Daye said after some hesitation.Daye's cell phone alarm went off.Daye took out his cell phone to check the time."It's about time. We can leave now." Daye said to Qiluo.Daye searched all his pockets, book bag, and looked around, but could not find their movie tickets.."Movie tickets. They are gone." Daye said and searched his book bag again."They are gone." Daye said and started looking for them again."That's okay. We don't have to watch movies." Qiluo said."No. I lined up for a long time for them." Daye said. Daye searched again but still couldn't find them."No! I'll try to buy another ticket." Daye said."No. It's okay. The movie has already started anyway." Qiluo said."It doesn抰 matter. Wait for me here. I'll be right back." Daye said to Qiluo and then hurried off."Daye. It's really okay." Qiluo shouted after him.
At a subway station
"You can stop here. Thank you for spending the day with me." Qiluo said to Daye."It should have been the other way around." Daye said.Bye bye." Qiluo said and turned to leave.After walking up a few steps, Qiluo paused and turned to look at Daye."Why did you willingly drop out of the folk dance competition in high school?" Qiluo asked."Because it was the only way that I could be alone with you." Daye said."See you. Bye Bye." Qiluo said and then turned to leave.Ling eating dinner alone in a restaurant. |
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Qiluo's room
Qiluo, sitting on the bed, was putting things away.She looked at the mother and child drawing and remembered what Daye had said that Ling liked the drawing because Ling had lost his mother since he was very little.Daye waiting for Qiluo at the building entrance"Qiluo." Daye called when he saw Qiluo."Are you having a general-education class, too?" Qiluo asked."Good morning." Daye said as he opened his bag.Good morning. Qiluo." Qingmei's friends cut in. They stood next to Qiluo."Sorry to interrupt. Can we borrow Qiluo for a bit, okay?" They said to Daye."It's okay. You girls talked first." Daye replied."I'm going to the class now. I'll talk to you later." Daye said to Qiluo and then left.In a hidden spot closed to the gym
Qingmei, sitting under a tree waiting, stood up when she saw Qiluo and her friends."I remember I warned you previously." Qingmei said to Qiluo."Over there." Qingmei's friends pushed Qiluo toward Qingmei. Qingmei slapped Qiluo's face hard and Qiluo fell to the ground."You really are a forgetful kid." Qingmei said."Weren't you told when you were little, that if you don't do as you're told, you'd be punished?" Qingmei said to Qiluo coldly.In the classroom...Ling was chatting with the student sitting next to him. Daye came to sit next to Ling."How did it go?" Ling asked Daye.."What're you talking about?" Daye answered."Bull#. Of course I'm asking about your date." Ling said."Judging from your expression, it should have gone pretty well." Ling said.In the hidden spot among trees.."Tattoos are in now. Do you know that? If you dare come near Ling, I'll tattoo for you for free. How about that?" Qingmei said, holding a cigarette between her fingers and waving at Qiluo."Didn't you say Ling couldn't possibly be serious with me? Why do I matter to you?" Qiluo said, frightened."You're very articulate, but I don't want to waste my time on your rubbish. Say it. Say you will never ever come near him again. Say you will never ask him to model for you again." Qingmei said."Otherwise I'll use this to burn your hand." Qingmei said, holding up her cigarette threateningly."It will hurt for one week and you won't even be able to talk." Qingmei said. She pointed the cigarette at Qiluo's palm and started gradually lowering her cigarette."I don't have any patience. My cigarette has even less patience." Qingmei said."Are you listening to what I'm saying?" Qingmei yelled at Qingmei."Was it only for a week? As long as I cry a week, you'll allow me to like Ling. Right?" Qiluo asked Qingmei."Come to hold her hand tight! Come to hold her hand tight!" Qingmei yelled at her friends.Qingmei threw away her cigarette and stood up. She walked and looked around and found a big stone. Qingmei picked up the big stone."Qingmei, what are you going to do?" One of Qingmei's friends asked her."To smash her hand. This should be big enough." Qingmei answered.Back in the classroom..."Where is Qiluo? Aren't you two together?" Ling asked Daye."Mia and her friend came to look for her." Daye said.
"The Mia in our department." Ling asked."That's right. The one in our department." Daye said."Where are they?" Ling asked."I don't know. They seemed to walk toward the gym." Daye said.Liing jumped out of his seat and ran out of the classroom. Daye followed him immediately.
Ling bumped into Teacher Shi on the way running downstairs.
"Chen Ling, what has gone wrong with your life? You have to use such an abnormal way even for walking down the stairs." Teacher Shi yelled at Ling.In the hidden spot among trees..Qingmei walked and stopped in front of Qiluo, holding the big stone in one of her hand."Why are you so obstinate? It hurts when your hand is smashed. Is it worth it for a man? Say you'll never come near him. Say you have given him up." Qingmei said to Qiluo."No." Qiluo said."Don't you even care that you will never be able to paint?" Qingmei yelled at Qiluo."If I can't paint with my right hand, I still have my left hand. If I don't hands, I can paint with my feet. If I don't have feet, I can use my mouth to hold a pen and continue painting." Qiluo said."Qingmei." One of Qingmei friends called her.Qingmei held the big stone up in the air. Qiluo closed her eyes, waiting for Qingmei to smash her hand."Yaaa!" Qingmei screamed and then threw the stone at the ground.Ling arrived at the spot..Ling saw the big stone by Qiluo and Qiluo was holding her hand. Ling crouched down in front of Qiluo. Daye also arrived."You." Ling asked."Nothing happened. I'm fine." Qiluo said.Ling held Qiluo in his arms and patted her. Qiluo started crying. Daye watched them in silence.
At the nurse office
Qiluo was lying in bed. Ling and Daye were talking to a nurse outside Qiluo's room."Why did she faint?" The nurse asked Ling."How would I know? Haven't girls got something annoying every month?" Ling answered."You did something to her, didn't you?" The nurse kept grilling Ling."Oh. Teacher, cross my heart and hope to die. I'm the good person who took her to the nurse office." Ling protested."What he says is true." Daye cut in. Ling nodded."Fine." The nurse said and turned to leave."Wei. This is unbearable. You guys believe in whatever he says, but not a word of me." Ling said, as he pointed to himself."Aren't you guys too..." Ling stopped in the middle when he happened to glance in Qiluo's direction."You're stubborn." Ling said to Qiluo.Daye left the nurse office.."Daye." Ling came out the nurse office to stop him. Ling walked next to Daye."If anything happens to Qiluo because of you, I'll never let you get away with it." Daye said and then left.Liing leaned against the wall, thinking. |
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At a pub
Qingmei sat alone at a bar counter in a pub. The bartender was mixing a drink for another customer. The bartender placed the drink he'd just finished in front of the customer next to Qingmei.Qingmei gulped down her drink."Do you want another drink?" The bartender asked Qingmei. Qingmei nodded her head.The bartender finished Qingmei's drink and slid the drink over to her.Ling came to Qingmei's side."What would you like?" The bartender asked Ling."Give me a whisky." Ling said."I've never thought you've got a soft spot." Ling said to Qingmei."It happened this time. Not sure about next time." Qingmei said."Very good. It's your call." Ling said and nodded his head."But I'll kill you." Ling said as he turned sideway to face Qingmei."You will kill me because of her. Don't bluff." Qingmei said."I'm will kill you for sure." Ling bent closer to Qingmei and repeated his threat.Liing gulped down his drink, stood up, and left. Qingmei gulped down her drink.Daye came to the bar...Qingmei was sitting alone on the floor. Daye brought two bottles of drink. He put one bottle on the floor next to Qingmei and then sat across from Qingmei."He said he would kill me. How could he treat me like that?" Qingmei said."Because you have gone too far this time." Daye said."He's never been serious with girls. What did you have to act like that?" Daye said."No. It's not just temporal. I've been watching him for a long time. So I know it. I've never seen him look like that. And his eyes are so gentle. Sometimes when he looks at Han Qiluo, his eyes look sad. Although they're just fleeting moments, they make my heart ache. I get pissed off talking about her. Her hand was about to be smashed, but all she cared about was Ling. She didn't care what happened to her." Qingmei said."In fact, they are drawn to each other. It's just that they haven't found it out." Daye said."I've liked Ling since the freshman year. I like him so much. So I've been waiting for him. I feel someday he will come back to my side." Qingmei said."I've also liked Qiluo very much since high school." Daye said."It's not fair." Qingmei said."Yes. It is not fair, but what can you do?" Daye agreed."I'm so jealousy of her." Qingmei said."You're stronger than I am. I've never been brave enough to say I'm jealousy of Ling because I dare not be jealousy of him. So I can only choose to be his friend, a shadow of him." Daye said.Can we only be their shadows?" Qingmei asked."Or be their enemies." Daye said."How are you going to go about it?" Qingmei asked.Qiluo studying in her room..
She looked at her hand, turning her hand around. She noticed that there was motorcycle sound. Qiluo went to the window to check. Immediately, Qiluo ran out of the apartment. It was Ling sitting at his bike outside the apartment building."I've just finished my work. So I stop by to see if you're feeling better." Ling said to Qiluo.Ling sitting sideway on his bike facing Qiluo who was sitting atop the curb."I'll never let them do those things again. No matter what, it will never happen. Words coming out of people like me aren't very convincing. But I'll take care of her." Ling said."Don't blame her. Because she really likes you." Qiluo said."Whether she likes me or not has nothing to do with me." Ling said."Why?" Qiluo asked."It's because I'm a Chanel. One of my former girlfriends once told me that I was just like expensive and beautiful Chanel. She attracted people's attention when she walked with me on the streets. That's why she liked me. Yeah. Since I'm just a Chanel, when have you seen a channel with emotions?" Ling said.Ling got off his bike."I feel happy as long as I can attach to the bodies of various girls." Ling said, walking with his back facing Qiluo."That's all." Ling said after he turned around to face Qiluo."I'm empty-headed. I'm only after instant gratification. I don't care about love or like |
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mars
Episode 3
In the Guidance Office
"What's on your mind? Have you put any effort into studying? You have gone from the top student in the entrance examination to performing so poorly that you have to cheat on exams." Teacher Shi scolded Ling, pointing a pencil at him and knocking angrily on the desk.
"You apparently could have done much better..." Teacher said as Ling picked up a piece of paper from Teacher Shi's desk. Teacher Shi stopped talking and grabbed the paper back from Ling.
"Why don't you get serious?" Teacher Shi said as he angrily patted his desk.
Meanwhile a female teacher came in. Ling looked over her dress as she walked past Ling to her desk.
"Hey! Little sweetie teacher, Today you dress differently, wearing a skirt, which suits your really well. This way, nobody will know you are an old maid." Ling said to the female teacher.
"Thank you. Delinquent youth." The female teacher said, looking up at Ling indignantly.
"You are welcome." Ling said, smiling at her. Teacher Shi rolled his eyes upward and patted his forehead.
"Chen Ling. I'm talking to you." Teacher Shi yelled at Ling. Ling immediately turned to face Teacher Shi.
"Where were you?" Ling asked. Teacher Shi signed and pick up a pencil.
"Do you know that, to allow you to continue schooling, how many times your father has come to school to plead for you and called school and how much money he has donated?" Teacher Shi said as he waved angrily with the pencil.
"How come he still doesn't understand his own son? Teacher, if I continue study for a few more years, it will be just wasting his money. Why don't you suggest him to donate the money instead? I mean it." Ling said.
Teacher Shi sighed and dropped his pencil.
"Do you have any dream for your future?" Teacher Shi asked.
"Yes. Of course I have." Ling answered.
"Fine. Tell me about it." Teacher Shi asked, pointing his finger at Ling.
"For example, there are many girls to date in my life. I'm free to do whatever I want everyday." Ling said.
"Moreover, the most important thing is we can both reach climax every time. |
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Qiluo stopped walking.
"Because I believe I can make you most happy. But I've found out that I'm wrong because happiness is already in your heart." Daye said.
"Qiluo, tell me bravely that you like Ling. okay?" Daye said.
Qiluo turned to look at Daye.
"Speaking out won't make any difference." Qiluo said and then continued walking ahead.
"Don't skip my question. Han Qiluo." Daye shouted.
"What do you want?" Qiluo stopped and turned to say to Daye.
"I want to tell you. I'll not give up if you aren't sure about Ling, . I'll keep trying, trying until I'm worn out. I'll chase you with my whole heart. I'll use all means at my disposal until you promise me to let me make you happy." Daye said as he slowing walked toward Qiluo.
"Fine. I like him." Qiluo said.
"Whom do you like?" Daye asked.
"I like him. I like him. I like Chen Ling. can't I? I like him because he's always so brave. I like him because he couldn't care less. I like him because he understands what I say." Qiluo said out loudly and started sobbing in the middle.
"I do like him. But for people like me, it's just like reaching out for the sun in the sky." Qiluo said, crying hard.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is probably the first time Ling has fallen in love." Daye said.
"Do you know why I decide to give you up. When Qingmei took you away, I saw how he rushed to rescue you, completely beside himself. I have never seen him doing anything like that for anybody since I knew him. It was because of you. I can see the change in him. Qiluo, you've changed him. Have confidence in yourself." Daye said to Qiluo.
"Thank you. Daye. Someone like me..." Qiluo said.
"Wei. You see. The first thing to be self-confident is don't say someone like me. What kind of person are you? You're smart, nice, and gentle. You are the Han Qiluo with a beautiful heart." Daye said.
Daye handed a packet of tissue to Qiluo.
"It's difficult to continue with that difficult guy. If you don't mind, I can help you, anytime you want as a friend. I'll teach you all the tricks you need in dealing with him." Daye said.
"Daye." Qiluo said.
"Go for it." Daye said and then left for the track.
On the track
"Daye, are you here to practice?" A runner talked to Daye.
Daye put down his book bag and started running on the track.
Daye's memory of him and Qiluo during the folk dance competition
"Han Qiluo, explain to me why you can't hold hands with the male classmates? Han Qiluo, answer your teacher's questions. Answer it." The dance teacher asked Qiluo.
Qiluo stood in front the teacher, not saying a word.
"Forget about it. I don't have time to waste on you. Go back to the classroom." The dance teacher said. Qiluo nodded her head.
"Now we're short of one person. What are we going to do?" A girl asked.
"That's right. What are we going to do?" A boy seconded it.
"How would I know what to do? She's such a weirdo." The dance teacher said.
"Teacher, I volunteer to drop out." Daye said, raising his hand. Qiluo turned to look at him.
Qiluo and Daye were alone in the classroom.
"Qiluo, goodbye." Daye said in his mind.
Ling was washing something in his apartment
Daye appeared at door, carrying lot of beer bottles.
"Aei." Daye called. Ling looked up.
"I happened to find a lot of beers on the street today. Do you want some?" Daye said to Ling.
Playing the theme song.
"One two three. These three bottles are yours." Daye said to Ling.
"Hey..." Ling protested.
"You've just finished. I've finished five bottles." Daye continued.
"Hold on. Why are these three bottles mine?" Ling said.
"I've finished one, two, three, four, fight, six, seven, eight." Daye said.
"You think you've finished them all. I opened these five bottles not long ago." Ling said.
"You still have three bottles to go." Daye said.
"I still have three to go?" Ling said.
"These three bottles apparently are yours." Daye said.
"When you went to buy beers for the second round. I finished up all theses bottles." Ling said, pointing to the five bottles in front of him.
"Look who's talking. Stop that. Okay, I'll help you out one bottle." Daye said as he reached across the table to get a bottle of beer.
"You have two more bottles." Daye.
"Two more for me? I tell you I don't argue, actually I agree easily when it comes to drinking beer. I've finished just as many as I say. I swear I have finished 5 bottles. You've definitely finished just 5 bottles." Ling said to Daye.
"That抯 right. I've finished eight bottles, not five bottles. Eight bottles, |
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Daye picked up a bottle of beer.
"To happiness |
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In the school lobby
Ling and Qiluo looked at a painting of a girl sitting in a chair, with her hands folded in front of her.
"He painted it the year he graduated from high school. Excellent techniques |
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Mars episode 3 - part 2 of 2
Qiluo looked up and down for something in her room.
She unrolled all her drawings to check; took out all her books from the backpack and flipped through her sketch book, but she still couldn't find it.
"Strange! Where's the mother-child drawing?" Qiluo muttered. She continued searching for the drawing.
Several students were reading a newspaper.
"The painting by upper classmate Cangze is really great. You see." A student holding a newspaper said to the students around him.
"You see he has won the first prize in creativity in the eighth annual Modern Oil Painting Exhibition." The student continued.
Ling came into the classroom.
"Wei. What are you guys looking at?" Ling asked.
"We're looking at the painting by Upper classmate Cangze." The student answered.
"The guy with excellent techniques?" Ling said.
"Upper classmate Cangze has just won another prize. You see." The student standing next to Ling showed Ling the newspaper.
Ling looked at the painting in the newspaper. It was a painting of a mother holding a baby.
Images of Qiluo's drawing of mother and child flashed across Ling's mind.
Qiluo ran to the school.
Cangze arrived at school and went up the stairs.
Qiluo met Cangze on her way down the stairs.
"Upper classmate." Qiluo called to stop Cangze.
"That painting is mine." Qiluo said.
"You can suit me, but who will believe your words. I think the most they would say is that our subjects happen to be the same." Cangze said.
Cangze continued up the stairs.
Ling on his way to Cangze's classroom
Ling saw two girls coming down the stairs and stopped them.
"Classmates. Where is the classroom for Chinese Language 3A?" Ling asked them.
"Chinese Language 3A? It is at 60303¡ |
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Ling looked unconscious and lying on the ground.
Someone poked at him with a thick wooden stick. Another person kicked him. Ling stayed motionless. Abin came to sit on top of Ling and pulled his hair to raise Ling's face.
"Has he fallen into sleep?" Abin said. Abin released his hold of Ling's hair. Ling fell back on the ground.
"But I'm still not tired yet. Give me some water." Abin said and gestured to his people.
"Xiaowei." Abin used his fingers to signal Xiaowei to come over. Xiaowei crouched down in front of Abin.
"I heard he snatched your girlfriend from you." Abin said to Xiaowei. Xiao nodded his head. Abin took out a little knife.
"Carve something on his face as a memento." Abin said. Abin gave the knife to Xiaowei.
"Sure." Xiaowei said and took the knife.
"What should I carve?" Xiaowei said as he walked next to Ling.
"Carve a turtle." Xiaowei said.
"Carve I'm a heartthrob. I don't know if there's enough room for it." Another person suggested.
Xiaowei pulled Ling up to a sitting position. Ling gradually opened his eyes.
"You're awake. Good timing." Xiaowei said as he jabbed the knife at Ling.
Ling started to fight back.
"Untie my hand." Ling said as he fought with them. The string tied his hands were broken amidst fighting.
Ling fought with Abin. Eventually he roped in Abin with a loop around Abin's neck. Ling dragged Abin on his back.
Daye rushed in.
"Chen Ling. Chen Ling. Let go of him. Let go of your hands. He will die. Chen Ling, let go of him." Daye rushed to help Abin.
Abruptly Ling let go of Abin and pushed Daye away.
Qiluo was frightened. Ling saw Qiluo and sat on the ground.
Qiluo was waiting for Daye at the building entrance.
"Have you heard from Ling?" Qiluo asked Daye when Daye came up the stairs.
"No. His phone has been disconnected. And he doesn't have a cell phone." Daye said.
"It has been nine days. The suspension is already over." Qiluo said.
"Don't worry. He'll be fine." Daye said and continued walking. Qiluo followed him.
"I'll go visit him this weekend. Don't look so dejected." Daye said.
"Daye, can you tell me where Ling lives?" Qiluo asked.
"You want to go to his place to see him?" Daye was surprised.
"Um... Is it inconvenient?" Qiluo asked.
"It's not that. It's just that his place... Anyway, it's a little dangerous for you to go there by yourself. It's better that we go together this weekend. Maybe Ling is staying with his father." Daye said.
Cangze was alone in the hallway
"Upper classmate¡ |
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Teacher Shi's class.
"Han Qiluo." Teacher Shi called but no one answered.
"Han Qiluo isn't here, is she?" Teacher Shi said and marked his attendance sheet.
Teacher Shi called another student's name.
"Lai Qingmei." Teacher Shi called and Qingmei raised her hand.
Qiluo got to the building where Ling lived.
Qiluo went up the stairs and opened the door of Ling's apartment. She saw Ling lying on the floor.
"Ling. Ling. What happened?" Qiluo hurried to Ling's side and shook him.
"Help! Help! Ling." Qiluo yelled and continued shaking Ling.
"Aaah!" Qiluo cried out loud when she ran out for help but bumped unexpected into a man at the door.
"Uncle, can you help me call for an ambulance? Please. Please." Qiluo said to the man. The man ignored her and came to Ling's side.
"Ling. Ling. Your girlfriend is here to see you." He called and shook Ling. Ling started moving.
"He is up. This is the way he sleeps whenever he comes home after working too late." The man said to Qiluo.
"Get up. Get up." The man said to Ling. Ling started to hoist himself up.
"Further, I'm not an uncle. I'm only 19-years-old." The man said to Qiluo.
Ling was taking a shower.
Qiluo stood and surveying Ling's room.
"Wei. Can you get me a towel from the drawer?" Ling asked Qiluo.
"Hum..." Qiluo hesitated.
"Or do you want me to get it myself? It's fine with me. I don't mind it." Ling said to Qiluo.
"Thank you." Ling said as Qiluo handed him the towel.
After the shower
"I only have beers. Do you want some?" Ling asked Qiluo.
"No. Sorry I stop by without telling you first." Qiluo said.
"Never mind." Ling said as he pulled a chair to sit down, with a bottle of beer in his hand.
"But I admire your coming here alone. Moreover, don't you have class today?" Ling said.
"I was just worried about your injuries from the fight. Are they healed? Moreover, Daye called but couldn't find you." Qiluo said.
"They are already healed. It's just that I've been working so much that I forgot going to school." Ling said.
"Working. What kind of job is it?" Qiluo asked.
"Building freeway overpass as a construction worker. It's hard work but the pay is good." Ling said.
"Wei. How long do you plan to stand like that? Just find a place to sit down." Ling asked Qiluo.
Qiluo looked around and couldn't find a chair.
"If there's no place to sit down, you can sit on the bed." Ling said. Qiluo walked over and sat on the bed.
"My old man stops paying my living expense after I was suspended by the school. So I have to work to earn my living expense." Ling said after he took a sip of his beer from the bottle.
"It's got serious!" Qiluo said.
"Um... I was almost beaten half dead by him." Ling said.
"I was kidding. My old man never raises his hand to me. He has never lost his temper with me since my childhood." Ling said.
"Your father is a good man." Qiluo said.
"You're wrong. He is afraid of me, so he dare not do anything to me." Ling said.
"How could that be? How can someone be afraid of his own son?" Qiluo said as Ling was drinking his beer.
"Aren't you afraid of me? Haven't you discovered that I'm not a normal person? I was once locked up in a psychiatric hospital. hospital by my father. Do you know about a straitjacket? It's something very humiliating. It only makes people who are already crazy even more devastated." Ling said.
"I'm just joking." Ling suddenly smiled and pointed the beer bottle at Qiluo.
"That's what I thought. No parents would send their kids to a place like that." Qiluo said smilingly.
Ling's smile started to fade and he became serious.
"What if it is true? Will you still come here to see me?" Ling asked.
"Yes. I will. For me, people like Teacher Fang, upper classmate Cangze and..." Qiluo stopped in the middle of it.
"And...." Ling prompted.
"And those who look very normal are the people I'm afraid of." Qiluo said.
Qiluo took out the mother-and-child drawing.
"Oh. This is for you." Qiluo said and handed the mother-and-child drawing to Ling.
"Ling, when did you mother pass away?" Qiluo asked Ling while Ling was looking at the drawing.
"When I was five-years-old." Ling said.
"Do you miss her very much?" Qiluo asked.
"The only memory I have of my mother is the smell of antiseptic. She was always in the hospital since I was old enough to know. As a matter of fact, I hardly have any memory of her." Ling said.
Image of Ling's mother flashed in his mind.
"I only remember she was very beautiful." Ling said as image of his mother continued flashing in his mind.
"She looked very pale. I'm terrified of her." Ling paused and then continued. "The other day I held your mother's hand at your place. I suddenly realized that's how a mother's hand felt like."
"Haven't you ever held your mother's hand?" Qiluo asked.
"Of course I had. But I don't like her hands at all. Whenever she wanted to touch me, I brushed her hands away. I though her hands were very disgusting. They were very thin and pale, like ghost's." Ling said.
"Maybe because I was little, I was scared of sick people. Now that I think it over, I'm regretful of it. I must have broken her heart." Ling continued.
Ling drank his beer again.
"The drawing is now yours. It belongs only to you, nobody else. You can do whatever you like to it." Qiluo said as she pointed to the drawing.
Ling took the drawing and the lighter and the ashtray he found with him and sat on the bed next to Qiluo.
He lighted the lighter and started burning the drawing. He put the burning drawing into the ashtray.
"Does this mean the promise you made that you would protect me also vanish?" Qiluo asked.
Ling leaned close to Qiluo, intending to kiss her.
"Let's go outside strolling." Qiluo said.
Ling and Qiluo sitting on a bench in an art museum
"Sorry to have brought you to such a boring place." Qiluo said to Ling.
"Actually it's not. On the other hand, I thought it's amusing." Ling said after he glanced around quickly.
"You think it's amusing?" Qiluo asked.
"Yes. What are amusing are not these artworks." Ling said. Ling stood up, looked around and faced Qiluo.
"What are amusing are God's creations." Ling told Qiluo.
"Look over there." Ling said. It was a man dozing in a chair.
"It's called happiness in the afternoon." Ling said.
"Come." Ling gestured Qiluo to come to his side and pointed to the other side. "Now, look over there."
There were three women chatting and gesturing fervently.
"That's called menopause mischief." Ling said.
Ling pointed to a man, talking on his cell phone, with a receding hairline.
"It's called illuminating the whole world." Ling said.
Qiluo laughing out loud.
"This is called a girl in love." Ling pointed at her.
Ling and Qiluo running hurriedly out of a building.
Qiluo was so out of her breath that she had to stop to take a breather.
"Stop laughing. You're almost out of your breath. It's kind of unusual today. Someone who normally hardly smiles laughs twice today." Ling told her.
"That's because you drive people crazy." Qiluo said as the two of them started walking.
"Do you want to continue being crazy?" Ling asked.
"How?" Qiluo asked.
"Let's go to a hotel room." Ling whispered to her. Qiluo looked annoyed.
"I'm just joking." Ling said and patted her shoulder.
"Usually when I date with girls, that¡¯s where we end up with." Ling said.
"I'm going to work." Ling said.
"I'll go shopping art supplies at bookstores." Qiluo said.
Ling walked away.
"You've got to go back to school." Qiluo shouted after him.
Ling nodded his head and continued walking. Qiluo looked at his retreating back. Ling stopped and turned around.
"I suddenly feel like reading the current issue of motorcycle magazine¡ |
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mars
Episode 4
Ling and Qiluo were walking on a sidewalk
"You must look very much alike. Otherwise, how can people mistake the two of you?" Qiluo said to Ling.
The two of them sat down on a roadside bench.
"We're twins." Ling said with a sigh.
"Aaah!" Qiluo.
"There's nothing usual about it. Why are you so surprised by it?" Ling asked Qiluo.
"Because it is difficult for me to image there's another person in this world looks exactly like you." Qiluo said.
"Is it?" Ling said.
"Let me show you the evidence." Ling said after pausing for a little while.
Ling pulled out his wallet and open it to show Qiluo a picture of him and his twin brother. Qiluo took the wallet from Ling and looked closely at it.
"You really look exactly the same." Qiluo said
"Don't we look so much alike that even you can't tell which one was me?" Ling said.
"Hold on." Qiluo said and started examining the photo very carefully.
"This one is you. I'm sure of it." Qiluo pointed to the one sitting in the back.
"How can you tell?" Ling said.
"When you smile, you arch your left eyebrow a little bit." Qiluo said.
Ling took back his wallet to look at the picture.
"Really? Even I didn't know about it." Ling said.
"What is your brother like? Is his personality similar to yours?" Qiluo asked while Ling was looking at the picture.
"Him?" Ling said, continuing looking at the picture after giving Qiluo a quick glance.
"Exactly opposite." Ling said as he put his wallet back into his jean pocket.
"He was very kind, but a little bit timid and coward. I'm very athletic whereas he got sick easily and had to see doctors. He looked mal-nutritious. Every time when he was bullied at school, he would cry and run home. I always had to avenge for him." Ling said, staring ahead.
"Where is he now?" Qiluo asked with a smile.
"He's dead." Ling said after pausing for a long time.
"You must be kidding. You just told the nun ... |
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Next day at school
"Daye, Daye, is Ling coming to school today?" Two students caught up to Daye.
"How would I know? I'm not his keeper." Daye said.
"I'm in big trouble because of Ling. Everyone is betting if he will come today. I've already lost 2 thousand dollars." One of them said.
"Give me a break. You like to gamble. What's Ling got to do with it? Hurry up to the classroom." Daye said.
"Remember to tell me if he comes." The guy told Daye.
Daye saw Qiluo leaning against a post and waiting for Ling.
Ling arrived on his bike. Qiluo came downstairs to wait for Ling when she heard the loud motorcycle sound.
Ling stopped at the bottom of the stairs and took off his helmet.
"Good morning." Qiluo said.
"Good morning." Ling said.
Daye, who stayed to watch them, left.
Ling entered the classroom.
Daye knocked Ling from behind his back.
"Chen Ling." One student called him.
"Chen Ling. you've come back. Yeah. Yeah." Other student called him and clapped their hands.
"If you're still not coming back, I'll probably lose my shirt." One guy said.
"Wei. Qiluo has reformed you and made you come back, hasn't she?" Daye said.
"Otherwise, do you think I do it for you?" Ling said.
"Have you got a heart? When you don't show up at school, I always stop by the construction site to make sure you're okay. How could you say something like that?" Daye said.
"Okay. As a friend, I'm really not good enough. How about this, let me return this to you." Ling said and showed Daye the magazine he just pulled out from his backpack.
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Ling walked past Cangze and left.
Ling eating potato chips and walking down the stairs with Qiluo
"Didn't you have something to say to me?" Qiluo asked Ling.
"There are too many people like Cangze. Someday they'll find out the world has cheated them. What the world demands them to chase after is usually the least important stuff." Ling said.
"How about you? What do you want to do most?" Qiluo said, taking a piece of chip from Ling.
"Riding motorcycles." Ling said.
"Are riding motorcycles really that fun?" Qiluo asked.
"It's just like your paining." Ling said.
"Who is that? It's very high. How did he get up there?" people were looking and pointing upward
Ling and Qiluo turned and raised their heads to look upward, too.
"It's very high. It's Cangze." Someone said.
Cangze stood on the edge of the rooftop.
"Ling, what is it?" Qiluo said as Ling dropped his can of chips and leaned forward.
"Ling!" Qiluo said, holding Ling when Ling fell down to the ground.
"Ling... Ling... |
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Episode 4 (Part 2)
Teacher Shi' class.
Ling bent over his desk, sleeping. Qiluo was watching him.
Qiluo's voice-over: "Nobody knows what has happened. He won't say, none of us would ask. I'm so afraid that I may lose him, to the extent that I can't take it any more."
Qiluo shook Ling. Ling woke up abruptly.
"My ultimate goal is to win the championship in the world grand prix 500." Ling shouted out loudly. Everyone laughed.
Teacher Shi stopped writing on the board and turned to look at Ling.
"How about concentrating on studying first and then work on championship. If you keep on being this way, watch out you might not graduate." Teacher Shi said, pointing at Ling.
Ling sat down and looked at Qiluo.
"Why did you wake me up?" Ling asked Qiluo.
"Nothing." Qiluo said.
Ling went back to sleep.
Ling and Daye walked out the school building together after the class.
"Can I borrow the notes of the class we just finished?" Ling asked Daye.
"Why do you suddenly want to study hard?" Daye said as he took out a notebook from his bag.
"To keep me from dozing off, it's not bad to study once in a while?" Ling said.
"You weren't just dozing off at all. As a matter of fact, you were sleeping soundly." Daye said after giving his notebook to Daye.
"I didn't do it on purpose. I have to work late at night and race over the weekends. I'm dead tired." Ling said to Daye, holding the notebook in his hand.
Ling started flipping through the notebook.
"It's not here!" Daye said.
"Where?" Ling asked.
"It's from here until here." Daye said, turning pages for Ling.
"Wow! so many! How can one session cover so much? You're kidding. How about the part before this? Have these also covered? How come I don't have any recollection of them? I really have to borrow the textbook from you, Daye." Ling said.
Daye looked at Ling, remembering what Qiluo said, "Do you know how Ling's younger brother died?"
"What are you looking at?" Ling asked Daye.
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Inside Minggao and Xiagnzi's place
"Would you like something to drink?" Xiangzi asked Qiluo.
"No. Thank you." Qiluo said.
Ling and Minggo stayed outside.
"This is the material for the all Japan race, such as racers, location, including the registration forms. Take a look at them." Minggao said as he handed a packet to Ling.
"Um..." Ling said.
"Ming-ge, I'm leaving." A guy said to Minggao.
"Are you leaving already?" Minggao said to the guy.
"Yeah." The guy said.
"Fine." Minggao said to the guy.
"Thank you. Bye bye." The guy said.
"Bye Bye." Minggao said to the guy and his friend.
Ling and Minggao sat down at the table.
"Don't rush." Minggao shouted at the two guys.
Inside Minggao and Xiagnzi's place
"Have some beer." Xiangzi said as she gave Qiluo a glass of beer.
"It's said that there are both angels and devils on racing tracks. My husband obviously caught the eye of a devil." Xiangzi said to Qiluo.
"Come. Have a seat." Xiangzi said.
"Don't you feel sad? Your most treasured one has been inflicted with that kind of injury." Qiluo said after both of them sat down.
"It's a lie if I say it's not painful. But what can I do? I happen to be in love with that kind of person. The kind of person that no one can guarantee he will still be alive tomorrow." Xiangzi said.
Outside Minggao and Xiagnzi's place
"Hey. The last time I watched video tapes of European races, I found some new technique of riding motorcycles. Their riders were kind of strange. Before making turns, they delayed the time to apply the brakes. By swerving the rear tire, they shifted gravity to make turns. If we make every turn using this method, we can save a lot of time during the course of a race." Ling said, gesturing to make his points while Minggo leaned forward to get some drink.
"Um.... We can save a lot of time. But we're already short of time. It takes a lot of time to practice that kind of technique in order to get the feel of it. Only then can you really learn it." Minggao said as he leaned back to his chair.
"Furthermore, the racer riders you see are world-class racers, but they seldom use this kind of technique. Do you know why? First, when you use this method, your whole front tire and braking system will be over-heated, which in turn will make the whole machine unstable. Secondly, when you use this method, the tires will be grossly deteriorated. At the latter stage of a race, tires will be almost worn out and may not even last the whole race. Besides, when you use this method, if there's any little mistake, you will fall badly. If you fall, we have nothing to go on. Don't even think about it |
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