By Han Songluo

Ove’s wife Sonia died of illness six months ago,and Ove wanted to follow her footsteps by taking his own life.However, his attempts to commit suicide were always interrupted by his neighbors.

Ove, at 59 years of age, has worked for the railways for 43 years and lived in his community for 30 years. Years of experience as a trackwalker have made him intolerant of any disorderly conduct. Carrying a grim face,he maintains everything in his neighborhood, making sure that behaviors like illegal car parking,scattering about things, disposal of waste without sorting, and driving on the sidewalk are minimized.

After the death of his wife, he started spending his life inside an airtight protective cocoon,displaying no sign of emotion to others. Even when he looked after his neighbor’s children, he would keep a straight face; and after fixing a bicycle for a young fellow, he would complain of his carelessness.

His neighbors had seen enough of it, and they understood him thoroughly. The first time he put a rope around his neck, his neighbor backed a truck into his mailbox while moving; the second time he tried to hang himself,his neighbor’s kids passed his window and peeped into his house with curiosity; and the third time, when he locked himself in a car, attempting to kill himself by filling the car with exhaust fumes, his neighbor banged on the garage door, hoping that he could drive her to the hospital.His suicidal attempts were held up over and over again. Though it may have seemed accidental,those disruptions were actually intentional. In fact, he was waiting for them as well. Whenever he saw a sign that prevented him from taking further actions, he would take advantage of it and drop the idea of killing himself.

During his suicidal preparations,his recollections explained why he was so reluctant to part with life.His childhood, the early death of his mother, the embrace that his father—also a railway worker—gave him after his mother’s death,his work experience at the railways,his first flat, Sonia—the woman he

歐維的妻子索尼婭在6個(gè)月前患病去世，他決定以自殺的方式隨她而去，但他的自殺，一次次被鄰居們打斷。

歐維59歲，在鐵路上工作43年，在這個(gè)小區(qū)里住了30年。他那多年鐵路員工的經(jīng)歷，讓他容不下一切擾亂秩序的事。他冷著臉，維護(hù)著小區(qū)里的一切，對(duì)亂停車、亂放東西、不給垃圾分類、在人行道上開車等行為進(jìn)行管制。

他嚴(yán)嚴(yán)實(shí)實(shí)地把自己包裹起來(lái)，不讓自己流露出一絲一毫的感情。即便幫助鄰居照看小孩，他也拉長(zhǎng)著臉；給年輕人修理好了自行車，他也不依不饒埋怨幾句。

鄰居們不吃他這一套，他們?cè)缇涂创┝怂Ｋ巡弊犹走M(jìn)繩索的瞬間，鄰居吵吵鬧鬧地搬家，撞壞了他的郵箱；他再一次把脖子套進(jìn)繩索的時(shí)候，鄰居的孩子剛好從窗外經(jīng)過(guò)，好奇地向屋內(nèi)張望；他把自己關(guān)在車?yán)?，想用汽車尾氣自殺，鄰居敲開車庫(kù)門，要他幫忙送人到醫(yī)院去。他的自殺計(jì)劃，一次次被耽擱了，看起來(lái)是被動(dòng)的，實(shí)際上是主動(dòng)的。他其實(shí)就在等著周圍人的挽留，稍一示意，稍一挽留，他就順勢(shì)留下。

他在進(jìn)入自殺準(zhǔn)備狀態(tài)時(shí)的回憶，說(shuō)明了他為什么對(duì)生命會(huì)有這么深的留戀。他的童年、他母親的早逝、他的當(dāng)鐵路工人的父親在母親去世后對(duì)他的擁抱、他在鐵路上的工作、他的第一處房子、他在火車上遇到后來(lái)成為他妻子的索尼婭、他們的幸福生活、他們的西班牙旅行，還有他和鄰居傍晚在小區(qū)里行走時(shí)四周亮起的燈火……所有這些，點(diǎn)點(diǎn)滴滴，都成為拉住他的手。

弗雷德里克·巴克曼的小說(shuō)《一個(gè)叫歐維的男人決定去死》，用很有趣的方式為每個(gè)章節(jié)命名：一個(gè)叫歐維的男人在小區(qū)巡邏；一個(gè)叫歐維的男人拉著拖斗車……這些細(xì)節(jié)不只和他有關(guān)，也和周圍的人有關(guān)。他總是在幫助人，幫人學(xué)習(xí)駕車，幫人修理自行車，他總在一點(diǎn)點(diǎn)加深和這個(gè)世界的聯(lián)系，總在向下伸出根須。所以，當(dāng)他心生去意的時(shí)候，這個(gè)世界也在抓他。死亡“是生命最大的動(dòng)機(jī)之一”，但死沒有那么容易，盡管他已經(jīng)做足了準(zhǔn)備，早早坐進(jìn)了等候室。

即便是最孤獨(dú)的人，其實(shí)也難得孤獨(dú)?？傆腥藖?lái)敲門，met unexpectedly on the train who later became his wife—his happy life in marriage, his honeymoon trip to Spain, and the streetlamps that lit up the way home for him and his neighbors… All of these fragments of memory form an intangible hand that pulls him back from the abyss of suffering.

In the novel A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman, all the chapters are named in an interesting way—such as“a man called Ove makes his neighborhood inspection” and “a man called Ove backs up with a trailer.” These minutiae are not only related to Ove himself, but also concern the people around him. You always find him lending a helping hand to others. For example, he would teach someone how to drive a car, or help someone repair his bicycle. He is always strengthening his tie with the world bit by bit, and spreading out his roots deep into the soil just like a tree; therefore, when he considers leaving eternally, the world is holding him back. Death is one of the biggest motives for our lives, yet it is difficult to make it happen, even though some of us are well-prepared and have stepped into the “waiting room” at an early stage.

Even if you are the loneliest person in the world, it would still be hard for you to feel lonely,as the knocking at the door,the shining lights, the pleasant smell of the dishes, and the noise in your ears will always be of company to you. The movie The Devotion of Suspect X depicts the life of a reclusive person,Tetsuya Ishigami, a brilliant mathematics teacher who lives like a dying person in a flat—alone and quiet. However, the mother and daughter living next door are constantly making noise, and he can always smell the aroma of their dishes and hear their laughter.Although the sounds and smells do not belong to him, when he is at home, he gets tremendous comfort from the lights shining next door.

In fact, so-called loners who claim to be reclusive and solemn can also be a beacon of light for others. Shining from afar, they can always illuminate the way towards happiness.

(From Response, April 2017.Translation: Zhu Yaguang)總有燈火亮起，總有飯菜的香味飄來(lái)，總有吵鬧聲在耳畔響起。在一部同樣描繪孤獨(dú)者的電影《嫌疑人X的獻(xiàn)身》里，數(shù)學(xué)天才石神哲哉孤獨(dú)地住在公寓里，像個(gè)將亡之人，但隔壁母女倆卻總在發(fā)出響動(dòng)，總在制造飯菜香氣和嬉笑聲。盡管那聲音和氣味并不屬于他，但當(dāng)他歸家的時(shí)候，望望隔壁母女家的燈火，就會(huì)感到莫大的慰藉。

事實(shí)上，那些自以為隔絕、自以為冷漠的孤獨(dú)者，也是別人的燈火，可以讓他人遙望，可以給幸福者以氣力。

（摘自《共鳴》2017年第4期）