![]() ![]() A middle-aged woman standing next to me with her daughter suddenly got mad at another girl, a teenager and total stranger. One time, on my way to visit a big, graceful and quiet bookstore, I was crammed into an elevator in Causeway Bay. Like it or not, though, like everyone else living in a stressful city, I have had the experience of witnessing angry outbursts. In reality, however, I’ve never seen anyone vomit blood as a result of rage. ![]() Some characters would even vomit a mouthful of blood after a scream-what a vivid scene! Through the character’s body, readers could almost see rage twisting the organs like an electric blender at high speed, forcing the body to react in seconds. I showed a forced smile and thought, what kind of question is that? Who isn’t enraged these days? In Hong Kong, we’re about to have a collective heart attack.īack in my novel-reading days, I often encountered the phrase 急怒攻心 (“rapid rage seizing the heart”). Then, with a frown, he asked, “What have you done lately? Are you in a rage?” He asked me to stick out my tongue, put it back, and slowly stick it out again. Aside from the usual health issues, my heart often beat unnaturally fast, which made me feel that I shouldn’t procrastinate anymore. Other body functions had also suddenly gone wrong. My insomnia suggested that everyday life had collapsed. Or, at other times, I was simply an insomniac, almost never missing the first soft beam of sunlight shining through the curtain cracks. I’ve tossed and turned in bed, awake and asleep. It’s been over a week since I first failed to sleep normally. ![]()
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