[The Shawshank Redemption] Converted

"What a wonderful day" Byron Hadley faced the somewhat dazzling sunlight and looked at the distant sky, which was cloudless.

The summer in Maine is extremely short. Even at noon in midsummer, there is still a cool breeze blowing by from time to time, bringing along a few strands of heat.

Although it is not far from Rhodes Island, where he has lived for nearly ten years, the surprisingly long and cold winter in the past few months still made him clearly realize that he had come to a brand new place.

Walking into the apartment building, Byron subconsciously glanced at the phantom reflected in the glass door—high brows and deep eyes, the roots of the mountains and the full forehead forming a straight line, a handsome face that was cut like an ancient Greek sculpture, A typical western face.

In fact, five months ago, Byron was a Chinese student, Jiang Boren, who had just passed the examination of an AIA registered architect.

When the plane took off, he was still thinking about how to talk about salary with the future boss who was waiting for his interview in Quebec; just halfway through the trip, after a violent turbulence and downhill, he opened his eyes again, and he became This look.

According to the itinerary, it is really reasonable for him to land in Maine on the US-Canada border.But the frightening thing is that he landed in Maine more than 70 years ago, and changed his face to become a prison guard who has been in the job for more than three years.

The scene of that day is still fresh in his memory.

After recovering from the extreme tension of walking the border of death, his head was empty, and he was dragged into the empty and gloomy venue by several colleagues in uniform.

"Gentlemen, the old Mike who has devoted himself to Shawshank for 20 years is about to retire. I will pick out a qualified successor from among you to follow God's will and guard this fort." said the middle-aged man.

"Remember, I didn't choose you, but..." He said as he put the cross in his hand on the ground, "After a quarter of an hour, whoever walks out with this, I will entrust the sacred mission of leading the prison guard brigade to you." to whom"

This body didn't leave him with a trace of memory, but the scene in front of him, he didn't need a summary, he could see it clearly - a fight, whoever is the winner will be automatically promoted to the captain of the prison guard.

Before he could decide whether he wanted to compete for this position, the fists and kicks flying around made the choice for him.In the ten years of studying in the United States, not only his foreign language listening and speaking skills have greatly improved, but his physical fitness has also improved rapidly under the atmosphere of national fitness.

Therefore, coupled with his strong body, he held the cross firmly in his hand only by relying on the basic fighting skills trained by his senior personal trainer.

Warden Norton patted him on the shoulder with some approval: "Captain Hadley, I look forward to your performance."

Byron, who had not yet adapted to the new name, was a little dazed, and suddenly an arm surrounded him, and an excited voice rang in his ears: "Hey, buddy, I knew you could do it!"

Lowering his head slightly, Byron saw a long and thin face brimming with joy. He nodded dully, and he didn't know how to speak before he figured out what was going on.

"Hey, Captain Byron, why are you pretending to be cool, who doesn't know that you are a good couple today!" As he said, he elbowed Byron's waist, "How about it, Susan gave birth to you! A fat son, isn’t your heart full of joy! I feel that your fights today are very crisp and unusual.”

Byron, who was single with mother and fetus, suddenly heard that "he" not only had a wife, but also became a father directly, and instantly felt his forehead swell.Scattered memory fragments were stuffed into the brain along with throbbing pain.

Thinking back to the situation just now, Byron still can't forget the nervous throbbing pain, so he hurriedly shook his head to shake off unnecessary thoughts.

Knocked on the door, but unexpectedly there was no response, so Byron took out the key and unlocked it and went into the house.As a result, as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw a chubby boy with golden hair who was less than half a year old, staring at him with big round blue eyes, blinking and blinking.

"Archie, why are you here? Where's your mother?" I thought that Susan was going out for a walk with the baby in her arms, but no one thought that she had left Archibald's little baby at home who couldn't speak a word.

Byron didn't expect to get any response from his son, and while skillfully changing his diaper, he muttered: "I guess your mother has gone out to buy daily necessities. Fortunately, our little Archie is very obedient and doesn't make a fuss at all, otherwise This is really dangerous..."

In the United States in the 50s, stay-at-home mothers were the first "job" for most married women.But in China, where "women hold up half the sky", he spent all his time before the age of 18. No matter whether he accepts this strange wife in his heart or not, it is impossible for him to keep her at home, and then go out to wander with peace of mind. .

The prison guards take one day off every five days, while the captain basically takes half a day off every two days, so the schedule is much more flexible.Therefore, it is natural for Byron to take on all aspects of taking care of his son during his shifts - making milk powder, telling stories, washing and cleaning, and keeping everything in check.

As a result, his wife Susan, who was idle, was "thrown" out of the house by Byron to participate in more community activities and things she was interested in.

In the final analysis, even if Byron's original memory was accepted, those script-like entries really couldn't arouse his emotional resonance.Letting him and Susan stay in the same room for a long time is really a bit embarrassing.

"Archie, you said I entrusted you to Grandma Alice next door on Sunday, okay? Huh? Archie, help me, your mother and I..." Just as he was about to have a private conversation with his son, his keen five senses caught it The sound of a lock being unlocked.

'This is really Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here' Byron picked up his fat son, hid behind the bedroom door, and waited for Susan to enter the room, giving her a "surprise".

"Oh, Bob, sit here, I'll pour you a cup of coffee." Susan's voice came, making Byron take back his right foot that was about to step forward.

"Thank you, Susan, but you're too kind." This wasn't any of Byron's neighbors.

"No, I should thank you. Really, Bob, you don't know how caring you are! Especially... especially compared to my husband!" The woman's voice suddenly became sharp, "I When he was pregnant, he drank all day and didn't go home, and when the child was born, he became a model father!"

"Oh, Susan, it's actually a good thing for a man to be willing to take care of children."

"Heh, of course he is good to the child! But, what about me? We used to be able to quarrel and live, but now he basically doesn't even say a word! Damn! Every day he either hangs around the child, or hides in the study, Holding the blueprints to write and draw, he also said that he was going to take an exam for an architect! If he was willing to learn, how could he have entered the police academy?!"

"It's really his fault for neglecting a beauty like you... Oh, Susan, I know I shouldn't say that, but, really, since I first saw you at the community salon..."

Seeing the two getting closer and closer, everything was kept silent.

"Cough" Byron cleared his throat and walked out of the bedroom. When the man and woman who bounced away were still in shock, he said calmly: "You may do something that is not suitable for Archie to watch. Come out and clarify things first, okay?"

The three of them sat around the dining table, quietly, as if the air had frozen.

"I think, if I understand correctly, Susan, you want us to divorce, right?" Byron spoke first.

Susan originally had a somewhat hesitant expression, but gradually became firm: "...Yes, Byron Hadley, you may be a good father, but you are definitely not a competent husband! This kind of poor life, I I can't take it any longer!"

In this day and age, there are really not many job opportunities suitable for women.

After thinking for a while, Byron turned his head and asked the restless strange man: "So, sir, do you really want to take care of Susan for the rest of her life?"

Startled by Byron's voice, the other party raised his head to stare at the stern-faced "rival in love", and stammered, "Hi, I, I'm Jack, Jack Green, I, I'm sorry about what happened today , but if you can get a divorce...it will be my honor to marry Susan!"

"I hope you are not overheated, but you don't expect me to wish you happiness..." Byron saw that the two people on the opposite side were sitting on pins and needles, so he stopped talking.

After all, in the final analysis, his soul and Susan are not so familiar, why bother to pretend to be a "resentful husband".

"So, let's talk about little Archie..."

In fact, five-month-old Archibald was the only point of contention in this rather weird divorce -- both parties seemed dismissive of shared property and unwilling to let go of custody.

But in October 1946, when Archibald was more than eight months old, a big news that swept across Portland easily broke the deadlock - the young and promising bank vice president killed his cheating wife and lover overnight, Each person weighed four guns, and the blood flowed like a river.

The next day, Byron received a signed divorce agreement—Susan decided to leave with half of the property and give up all custody and visitation rights.

A week later, he heard rumors in the community that the engineer Jack Green, carrying a blond beauty, hurriedly boarded the plane and headed for the neighboring country in the north, seemingly gone forever.

Looking down at the gun on his waist, Byron smiled helplessly: "These people are really worrying."

The author has something to say:

At the end of the season, I accidentally turned to the big article of D14. I was shocked by heaven and man, and I glanced at it for thousands of years

It's a pity that the text is really too short, and I feel that every paragraph has a blank space that can make up a chapter in my mind

After three swipes, I even read the comments, and I fell into the fear of lack of literature

While reciting the landsat7 band range headache, while full of enthusiasm and nowhere to sway (the love and hate for sunset red love are intertwined hahaha)

Later, I thought, I am a mature reader, and I have to learn to use meat jiojio code words to stock up on food! ! !

So, with this article, I would like to give a big reminder to my favorite (whisper: one of...) author D14 to make a big push! ! !heart to heart~