時間  Fri Apr 11 03:17:46 2008

 

 

 

「嘿、現在!抬頭抬頭!」
                                                                               
他猛拍著我的頭,好像不知道那會痛似的。
我用手阻擋了一下,原本沾著泥巴的部分被他的動作拍落,
飛進眼睛和嘴巴裡。
                                                                               
『咳咳、呸呸呸!
  你做什麼啦!』
                                                                               
「啊哈哈抱歉抱歉」

 

 

總是一臉沒有歉意地說著,趁我不注意的時候把還蹲在地上的我整個撈起,
如果我還沒站好就讓我靠在他身上,聞著那種衣服洗好曬飽太陽的味道。
                                                                               
我用手背揉著眼睛,同時很不服氣地把剩餘的泥巴和沙土擦在他潔白的衣服上,
有時他會笑笑,掏出同齡男生不應該會帶著的手帕幫我把手指一根一根地擦乾淨。
                                                                               
                                                                               
然後,
「看上面,正上。」
                                                                               
儘管上一回都會賭氣說絕對不要照他的話去做的我,
卻幾乎每一次都著了他的道了。
                                                                               
「你看、那是什麼?」
                                                                               
                                                                               
是雲,他很喜歡看著天空的雲朵,然後編織無意義的故事給我聽。
有時是帶著斧頭的巫婆走過平原,碰到一隻兔子的故事;
或是在森林裡有著兩層窗戶的小木屋被各種動物佔領的故事。
                                                                               
他總是有故事。

 

 

『三隻大鵝跟一隻蜥蜴在賽跑。』
                                                                               
                                                                               
以我的想像力的極限就是如此了。
至少我沒有說那看起來像是村裡雜貨店老闆塞在角落、變形的過期糖果。
                                                                               
                                                                               
「喔喔不錯不錯~
  再努力一下嘛!哪?」
                                                                               
眨著大眼看著我,彷彿期待我能再進一步替他解讀訊息。
                                                                               
                                                                               
「如果正上的雲不夠的話,那邊還有喔~~」
                                                                               
                                                                               
擅自把我的身體轉向另一邊,
迎著風,地平線的那一端有著頗為壯觀的雲層堆疊。

 

天空是他的遊樂園。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
他會躺在草地上曬太陽,卻怎樣也曬不黑。
                                                                               
他會看著雲朵編織出各種不可思議的故事,卻從來不寫下來投稿。
                                                                               
他會在夜晚偷偷跑來敲我房間的窗戶,為的就是把我從房間拉出來,陪他看雲。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
雲無所不在,他說。
                                                                               
                                                                               
就連我指著晴空萬里的藍天反駁時,
他也會說「看不見只是你沒有用心而已」。

 

 

『雲就只是雲而已。』
某次,我說了。
                                                                               
                                                                               
那時我已經脫離了玩泥巴的階段,我覺得他也該脫離看天空的階段。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
「故事,永遠不只是故事而已。」
目光不離那片湛藍,這是他少數幾次沒看著我說話。
                                                                               
                                                                               
「雲朵會改變,故事會延續,
  我拋下了字句,等待你拾取。」
                                                                               
                                                                               
語末竟然像是哼起了歌,像是大家小時候會做的,不成調的曲子。

 

不久的後來,他終於改掉了看天空的習慣,
也改掉了對我說故事的習慣。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
一開始大人說他去了很遠的地方,遠到了故事不會持續的地方。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
後來他們又改變說法,說他去了地底王國逛逛,應該很快會上來。
                                                                               
                                                                               
最後他們告訴我,他變成星星了,是天空的一部份。

 

 

 

『他才沒有變成星星!』
                                                                               
                                                                               
我記得我當時的執著。
執著到去跟自然科老師借用望遠鏡看遍夏夜的星空。
                                                                               
                                                                               
『星星沒有故事!
  他不會變成星星!!』
                                                                               
                                                                               
大人沒有理會我的抗議,他們覺得等我長大了就會明瞭。
                                                                               
                                                                               
明瞭人變成星星是怎麼一回事。

 

 

 

 

 

 

                         「嘿、現在!抬頭抬頭!
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
                            你看、那是什麼?」

 

 

 

從那年的夏夜之後,我養成了新的習慣。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
在看得到天空的地方,用他愛的雲朵編織著故事。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
那故事裡的我們,沒有距離。
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
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