微故事: 被笑聲借宿的人 (東加豆)
阿丹的身體像一棟年久失修的老房子，門窗緊閉，住著一個全年無休的警衛——他的大腦。
五十五年來，警衛盡忠職守，把所有不必要的情緒擋在門外。
笑？ 奢侈品。
哭？ 違禁品。
阿丹以為這樣就能安穩度日。
直到那天下班回家，太太望著頭髮蓬鬆的他，皺了皺眉。他走進浴室看著鏡子的自己，又皺了皺眉。
據說：壓力會讓頭皮油脂失衡、毛鱗片剝落，無意識的手指在焦慮時抓出來的傑作，它是身體提前敲響的警鐘，頭髮蓬鬆是問題。
問題是，阿丹忽略了，他忽略了她。她說過 N次了，他的身體有一半是她的。
太太二話不說，連推帶拉地把阿丹再次拖進了大笑瑜伽班。
是的，再次。上一次是四個月前，再上一次，還要再前的三個月。阿丹始終覺得這項活動大有問題，但當太太要他解釋，他的舌頭就像打了死結。也許這世上本就太多難以言說的事——好人被當成騙子，壞人反而理直氣壯。他想說的話，始終找不到適當的出口。
他還沒坐定，導師已經喊出（Inhale）。
第一次吸氣，他沒甚麼感覺，大概還未準備好。
第二次吸氣，微微有些異樣，大概還未投入。
第三次吸氣，阿丹的橫膈膜突然叛變了。
那股被壓抑了五十五年的震動，像個發酵已久的租客，一腳踢開肋骨大門，自顧自地（Ho Ho Ha Ha）起來。阿丹嚇壞了，他試圖用理智壓制，結果橫膈膜震得越厲害，笑得越猖狂。
那不是他在笑，是（笑）這個東西反過來借用了他的喉嚨，像個不速之客，在他這副老骨頭裡面四處遊走，逐條骨頭罅都踩勻。
導師說："笑瑜珈是一種以身體活動為主的運動，無需任何智力投入。" 這句話像在他腦裡按了一下開關，因為此刻他的笑，完全不經大腦。
回到家，阿丹還在笑。
"你做咩成日笑？" 太太想起這句話。因為以往只有阿丹才這樣問她。
科學研究證實，笑瑜珈可以增加人體細胞的氧氣淨供應，進而帶來愉悅感。它還有助於大腦細胞釋放一種名為内啡肽的特殊激素，而内啡肽也被稱為（快樂激素）。
但她更願意相信，是這聲叛逆的笑，從他身體深處挖出了一口井，井水湧上來，淹沒了那個全年無休的警衛。
他放棄了控制。
那棟差點倒塌的老房子，窗戶自己打開了。風吹進來，帶著隔壁各式各樣的笑聲。
阿丹沒想到，這一借，就沒再還了。
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Micro-story: The Man Who Was Borrowed by Laughter (by Tonkabean)
Ah Dan's body was like an old, run-down house. All the doors and windows were shut tight, with a guard who never rested—his brain.
For fifty-five years, the guard did his job well, keeping all unnecessary emotions out.
Laughter? A luxury.
Tears? Contraband.
Ah Dan thought he could live safely like this.
Until one day, he came home from work. His wife looked at his messy, puffy hair and frowned. He walked into the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned too.
It is said that stress can mess up the scalp's oil balance and damage the hair cuticles. It is the work of unconscious fingers scratching during anxious moments. It is a warning bell that the body rings early. Messy hair is a problem.
The problem was, Ah Dan ignored it. He ignored her. She had told him so many times—half of his body was hers.
Without another word, his wife pushed and dragged Ah Dan back to the laughter yoga class.
Yes, back. The last time was four months ago, and the time before that was three months before that. Ah Dan always felt there was something wrong with this activity, but whenever his wife asked him to explain, his tongue tied itself into a knot. Maybe there are just too many things in this world that are hard to say—good people are treated like liars, while bad people act as if they are in the right. He could never find the right words.
Before he could even sit down, the instructor called out, "Inhale."
The first inhale—he felt nothing. Probably not ready.
The second inhale—something felt slightly different. Probably not into it yet.
The third inhale—his diaphragm suddenly rebelled.
That vibration, suppressed for fifty-five years, kicked open the door of his ribs like a tenant that had been brewing for too long, and started going "Ho Ho Ha Ha" all by itself. Ah Dan was scared. He tried to use reason to control it, but the more he tried, the harder his diaphragm shook, and the wilder he laughed.
It wasn't him laughing. It was "laughter" itself that had taken over his throat, like an uninvited guest, roaming around his old bones and treading into every single gap.
The instructor said, "Laughter yoga is a body-based exercise. It doesn't need any brainpower." Those words pressed a switch in his head—because right now, his laughter was completely bypassing his brain.
Back home, Ah Dan was still laughing.
"Why are you laughing all the time?"—his wife remembered this question. Because in the past, only Ah Dan used to ask her that.
Scientific research shows that laughter yoga increases the oxygen supply to the body's cells, bringing a feeling of well-being. It also helps the brain release a special hormone called endorphins, also known as the "happy hormone."
But she preferred to believe that this rebellious laughter had dug a well from deep inside his body. The water surged up and drowned that guard who never rested.
He gave up control.
The old house that was about to fall down opened its windows by itself. The wind blew in, bringing all kinds of laughter from next door.
Ah Dan never expected that once this laughter had borrowed his body, it would never give it back.
End
日期 Date： 20 Oct., 2026
圖 Illustration: 人工智豆 (Ai-Bean)
文 Written by: 東加豆 (Tonkabean)
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