Chapter 12 Bella's Presidential Suite Night Part Two

Playing and playing, I walked into the Norwegian forest again. In the twilight, John and I were so crazy, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound of people near and far, only the birds and insects in the forest were singing, only in the night wind In the middle of the night, the rustling of leaves is mixed with our panting, and the groans and cheers of exotic lovers echoed in the midnight forest for a long time... Because the white rose netizen insisted on coming to pick me up, she said: "Bella, you arrive in New York on the 8th, I must pick you up in person, and the accommodation for that night has already been arranged. Tom, I want to give you something very important!" I thought about it and said yes, but I really can't think of any old friends in New York, I lived with Graham in New York for a few years He has almost no contact with the outside world, runs our glue-like two-person world all day long, and our social circle is only limited to his Wall Street counterparts. Who would Lu Lu's old friend be?

At JFK International Airport in New York, I was once again surprised to find that a white rose netizen, a woman named Lu Lu, looks like a twin sister to me.How can there be such a strange thing in the world, my nickname in college was White Rose, but her screen name is also White Rose, fate, really fate, I can't explain it. "Glad to meet you, Bella," she said, coming up to me and shaking my hand. "Me too, we are so destined!" I said excitedly. Although we talked about everything on the Internet, when we actually met, we still felt a little strange and reserved. I got off the elevator with her. She was very slender, with long hair draped casually on her shoulders. In the airport parking lot, she walked towards a black BMW sedan. I put my luggage away, opened the car door, settled me in my seat, and then sat in the driver's seat, and the car sped away to the familiar New York City...

Along the way, we didn't say anything. I think Lu Lu is a very introverted woman. This is almost like two people with her chatting on the Internet. I'm so surprised.But isn't the online world just so charming?You don't need to talk face to face, you can act spontaneously, without holding back, and no one knows who is who? Sitting in the car, I wonder from time to time, why does this white rose netizen treat me so well?Not only came to pick me up, but also arranged for me to stay. Is she someone from my "old friend"? Thinking of the old friend White Rose had mentioned, I finally broke the silence.

"Lu Lu, you said you were entrusted by an old friend of mine to give me something very important. I want to know the name of that old friend?" "Guess, if you can't guess, then keep it secret for the time being. In short, I won't lie to you. It must be an old friend you are most familiar with. You will know everything later." She smiled mysteriously and said lightly Say. The more I talked about it, the more mysterious it became, who has become my most familiar old friend. The car stopped at the entrance of an extremely luxurious big hotel. Seeing that it must be a five-star hotel, a group of porters and female public relations ladies came forward to pick up my luggage for me, opened the car door for me, and greeted me politely. Said: "Good evening, welcome to Miss Bella."

At this time, I saw a well-dressed, well-mannered white man came up to me and said: "Bella, hello! My name is Smith, and I am the president of the hotel. I am very happy to meet you. I hope you will stay in our hotel." Have a good time." A pair of smiling, polite and gentlemanly demeanor. I have stayed in the hotel countless times, but I have never enjoyed such a good service. It is almost as if I am a world-class VIP. The president personally greets me at the door, and even a group of staff can even name the guests. Just as I was about to follow them in, Lu Lu came out of the car seat, and she said to me: "Bella, the car cannot be parked here, so I won't go up here. This is my mobile phone number. What do you have?" Just give me a call, I wish you a wonderful night.” Then, she handed me a thick letter and said: “This is an old friend of yours who asked me to pass it to you Yes, you don’t need to read it in a hurry, by the way, I’ll write his cell phone number for you too.” She got into the car, took out a pen and paper, wrote a row of numbers in a hurry, and handed it over to I said: "After reading the letter, if you want to contact him, you can dial this phone number, maybe he is waiting for your voice! Well, my task is completed, then I take my leave, bye-bye"

My husband was puzzled and thought: You are leaving now, what do you mean?Just entertain me for one night?Don't chat with me or have a meal, can't I afford to live in a hotel by myself? I hurriedly said, "Lu Lu, okay, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, okay?" "Let's talk," she waved to me, and got into her car. At that moment, crystal tears flashed in her eyes. I was puzzled for a moment, and in an instant, I felt that maybe this heavy letter in my hand would become the password to crack all this. I was escorted into the lobby by the front and rear, and followed the president to a special elevator. I was so panicked in my heart, what's going on, what's going on?What terrible or surprising thing will happen?

The elevator stopped, and two beautiful white female publicists smiled and said kind words of welcome. I looked around and saw that it was completely different from ordinary guest rooms. The entire corridor was lit with tens of thousands of lights, and the fresh plants were artistically arranged. In every corner, there are flowing water fountains and waterfalls, forming a subtropical rainy jungle flavor. I was led to the entrance of the room, and when the president opened the door with the key, I looked around, and there were no other guest rooms in the entire corridor, "Bella, here is the key for you. Also, here is my business card, what is there?" You can call me directly at any time. Don’t bother me any more, and have a good rest.” President Smith handed me his business card with both hands, and then left.

I froze there, not knowing how to enter the huge double doors that had been opened for me, carved so finely and artistically. At that moment, my body was so light, as if it had no weight at all, and my steps seemed to be stepping on mid-air.There is no wind, but my long hair is blown high, my arms are spinning and dancing involuntarily, two white wings suddenly grow on my shoulders, and there are countless pairs of white wings fluttering Under the guidance of the angels, I jumped and flew to the mysterious garden. That is another mysterious garden, that is the mysterious garden of heaven, I came to the mysterious garden of heaven, only heaven is so beautiful, it is unbelievable, it does not exist in the world, this kind of indescribable beauty...

Standing in the large living room of the presidential suite, I feel like I have walked into a maze of heaven. The roof is covered with star-like stars, and the 7-foot-long white grand piano in the center is covered with clusters of white roses. , set off by huge green leaves.From the window sill to the sofa, from the projected TV to the bar, and even in the corner, everything I looked at was decorated with white roses. I was stunned and couldn't think or speak for a long time. Is heaven like this?It must be so, and where is my Graham?There must be my Graham in heaven. Only then did I realize that there was still a letter in my hand. Could it be that this mysterious woman Lu Lu is an angel sent by heaven to deliver Graham to me? Hongyan, thinking this way, I grasped the letter even more vigorously, for fear that it would slip away when I was not careful. I hoped that this was Graham’s letter. At that moment, my mind was really confused confused.

Suddenly thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, Lu Lu was too mysterious, who was she?Could it be that she is Graham's wife in heaven, why she looks so much like me?Only a man who has loved me deeply will not be able to get rid of my shadow and find such a substitute.Yes, her sudden appearance and sudden disappearance must be unusual in the story, maybe Graham is not dead, he is still alive. I gasped, this kind of unreasonable thinking gradually covered my whole heart and drowned my thoughts.I still didn't dare to open the letter, just sat down on the sofa, I put the hand holding the letter tightly on my chest, let it cry to hear the beating of my heart, my hand began to tremble, and then my legs didn't stop The ground trembled, and then the whole body became a small tree in the storm, a small tree that would be blown down at any time.

The "old friend" Lu Lu mentioned must be Graham. Yes, Graham probably didn't die, he didn't die, he definitely didn't die, how could he have the heart to leave me and die?He is still alive, and he will miraculously return to my side before the first anniversary of 9/11. Maybe he has lost his memory, maybe his face has been disfigured, maybe... maybe he died from the gunpowder smoke After escaping from the pervasive World Trade Center, he has been unconscious all the time (yes, didn’t you read in the newspapers recently that according to the statistics, the number of people killed in 9.11 is decreasing?) In my hallucination, I seemed to see Graham walking in. His face was so real that I could see the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes clearly; I heard him knocking on the door and calling my name; I I also smelled the familiar smell on him; I even touched his bearded face... Yes, I know that as long as Graham is still alive, I will return to him without any scruples. Even if he has amnesia, disability, disfigurement, or a vegetative state, I will have no regrets. ... I still didn't dare to open the letter. The cold sweat from my palm made the letter already wet, and my eyes were already wet. I didn't move until my tears dripped on my face and flowed When it reached my neck, I got up and wanted to go to the bathroom, but accidentally dropped the letter on the floor. Like losing my heart and soul, I hurriedly bent over to pick it up, put it on my lips and kissed it lightly. At this moment, I heard the doorbell ringing. I was so scared that I wanted to find a place to hide, my God!It's my Graham back, in this heavenly white rose bush, my Wall Street lover is dead and risen like Jesus Christ. I was flustered. After all, I was afraid. The resurrection of the dead is unimaginable. I was about to scream, and my voice was blocked in my throat. Where could I escape? "Bella, we're bringing you dinner." At this moment, the voice of the waitress came from the door, and I was so scared that I was in a cold sweat that I quickly responded, "Please come in." I slowly regained my sanity. In front of the three busy waitresses, it seemed to give me courage. I sat down on the big sofa again, gritted my teeth and mustered up the courage, and opened this already sealed letter. A letter that I squeezed to pieces. Wow, a very thick stack of letter paper, written with a thick black ballpoint pen, in Chinese characters, a rock hanging in my heart relaxed a little, and I read: Pure: Hello! I am the real white rose netizen, I have been chatting with you online all this time... My heart beat wildly again in an instant, I don't need to read the last signature to already know who it is?I read on. I really don't know where to start, everything in the past is like a dream. Three months ago, I accidentally read a selected serial of "9.11 Life, Death and Wedding" published in a Chinese newspaper in New York, and learned of your sad experience. I was very restless those days, I think How could all this happen to you? I blame myself deeply, as if all the tortuous life stories of yours were caused by me alone. If you are an indomitable man like me, then, all of that can be avoided, and you won't be drifting all over the world, eating all the bitterness and bitterness of the wind and waves.It's all my fault, it's too late to say everything now, I'm sorry for you. Let me start with the unbearable scene of you escaping from my house. You should also know how my 15 or 6 years passed. On the night you left without saying goodbye, my parents came back from relatives and found that your passport, which my mother had stuffed under her quilt, was gone. Then I realized that the problem was serious, very serious, and I rushed to Shanghai overnight to your mother She said that you never came back, and you hid alone in the bedroom and wept uncontrollably. I also went to look for you at the house of my close Uncle Heling, but there was no sign of you at all. I immediately called all my buddies, as well as several old subordinates of my father, and asked them to meet up in Shanghai. After we discussed it, you will definitely be there soon. Departing from Hongqiao Airport, so we found friends in the exit management office of the Armed Police Corps of the airport, and asked them to detain you if they found you leaving the country. At the same time, our people took turns to wait for you day and night, because although you go to Tokyo every day There are not many flights, but I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will go to other cities in Japan or transit through Hong Kong. But after many days, I just couldn't see you. Everyone was listless, tired, and their eyes were dim, because the Spring Festival was coming soon, and everyone wanted to go home. I remember that it was the afternoon of the New Year's Eve. Me and Fatty was standing at Hongqiao Airport, and Fatty reminded me inadvertently, he asked whether Chunjie would go by ship, because he knew that China-Japan Ferry Company had ocean-going ships departing from Shanghai to Kobe, Yokohama and other places in Japan. At that time, it was judged that the possibility was not high, because the boat would have to be bumpy on the sea for several days and nights, and I told him that Chun Jie would usually get motion sickness, and even seasickness, it was unlikely, but just in case, I asked him to stay At the airport, I went to the Fair Road Wharf. I found the head of the border inspection team on duty in the Armed Police Corps. He told me that a ship had just left for Yokohama, Japan. He pointed to the ship that had already set sail and said to me, I asked him to check if there was a passenger named Wang Chunjie going to Japan these days. He checked the exit records and said, yes, there is a girl named Wang Chunjie who is on this ship today... At that moment, the sky was dark, how can I describe the magnitude 12 earthquake that my whole body encountered at that moment, I took the team leader's arm and said: "Comrade, you have to do me this favor no matter what, I beg you, I want to kneel down!" I beg you, order them to bring the boat back, Wang Chunjie is my wife, she escaped, she must be brought back..." (I can't remember what else I said at the time, but it was hysterical and crazy But I never forgot what the team leader said. He said: How is it possible, even if your father is Deng Xiaoping, unless you show the arrest certificate of Interpol) I don’t know how I stumbled and got on the train to go home. You already know everything after that. Yes, I was crazy. In desperation, I was finally sent to Shanghai Mental Hospital by my relatives... It took me 2 or 3 years to recover slowly, but I don't know what happened in these 2 or 3 years, I didn't read the letter you wrote to me, you hire a Japanese lawyer I don't know anything about coming to China for divorce. My mother, relatives and friends kept everything from me.After I was discharged from the hospital, my mental state gradually improved, but I was always taciturn and depressed. My mother did not know how many tears shed for me. My father loved my son and sighed all day long. After I fell ill, his hair turned white overnight. It was as if he was a completely different person, and finally became ill from worries, and passed away at the end of 1992. As soon as my father passed away, my family, which had always been crowded, immediately became desolate, and my mother and I lamented the warmth and coldness of human relationships in the world. After my condition became more and more normal, relatives and friends began to introduce partners to me one after another. The general’s daughter Xiaohong also came to visit me often. Although she was married, she always loved me in her heart. She expressed to my mother , as long as I accept her, she will divorce her husband immediately. But I still don’t give up on you. I always think that if you can’t stay in Tokyo one day, you will suddenly go home. (Yes, I’m sure you must be in Tokyo. If you go to Osaka, you won’t get on the ship to Yokohama , I know that Yokohama is almost in the same city as Tokyo) I always think this way, your living ability is very poor, you have been living a life of a young lady who wears clothes and stretches out your hands to eat and open your mouth for a long time. of.So, I kept inquiring about the living conditions of Chinese students studying in Japan. They said that in Japan, the most common thing is that women serve as hostesses, and men carry dead people... I know you, you will not do that even if you are so noble. But Japan's consumption level is very high, and you don't have much money with you, how can you afford the expensive tuition and living expenses?And another reason why I believe you will come back is that we are a married couple after all, people say one night couples, one hundred days of grace, when one day you know that I am crazy about you, you are so kind, it will definitely be like a movie Like Jane Eyre in the movie, she returned to the blind Rochester. However, you never appeared again, you were like the brightest meteor, just flashed over my head, and disappeared in an instant. The last step is that I will go to Japan to find you. I got a student visa to Japan with almost no effort. The new Fuji Language Institute I signed up for is located in the busiest Shinjuku area in Tokyo, but I only went to the class for one day and never went there again. , for me, I don't want to stay in Japan to work and study at all. I just use this form to get a valid visa for half a year, and I have enough time to find you. I have published missing person advertisements in all Chinese newspapers, such as "Chinese Herald", "Overseas Students News" and so on, but found nothing. I asked many Chinese groups about you, and they all told me that I had never heard of such a person. Without giving up a glimmer of hope, when I was walking in the crowd, I always paid attention to the woman with a figure similar to yours, for fear of passing you by.I also went to the Chinese embassy in Japan in Minato, and there was no news about you. Just when I was almost desperate, a ray of light appeared... It was one morning, as usual, I bought a Chinese newspaper at a Chinese grocery store in Ikebukuro Station, opened it casually, and saw a photo of you on the cultural news page, my heart beat faster, and I hurriedly read it full text.It turns out that your novel "Boundless Spring" written in Japanese has already been made into a movie. The article says that you will attend the premiere of the film with the director and main actors. No effort", I was so happy that I was about to jump up, I hurried back to my residence, lying on the bed alone, reading that short article and looking at your photo over and over again. But for some reason, the more I look at it, the more sad it feels. The joyful energy just now dissipated. Chaste is no longer my little birdie who loves to cry. She is already a celebrity in Japan. A graduate student, an international reporter for Asahi Shimbun, and a best-selling author, all these seem to be completely different from the purity in my heart. Can I still face her?What am I now? Nothing, what honor do I have to meet her, and will my presence disturb her, make her dodge in horror as if she saw a devil?If so, what's the point?I just don't want to see her, but I can't, what am I doing in Japan?I want to see her, see her, okay?Is it still that gentle and gentle look?The result of a night of repeated thought struggles is that I want to see her, but I choose to look at her from a distance. If she is fine, then I will silently bless her, and I will forget about one thing on my mind. Next week Roll up your blanket and go home. At the premiere that was packed with seats, I bought a standing ticket. When I entered, there were already many audiences standing in the aisles on both sides. I kept moving forward and stood in the front row. I put up the binoculars , I saw you standing on the stage at a glance. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have completely become another person. You look like a pure Japanese lady, bright and plump, well-dressed, and long My hair is loose and I have a great temperament, which makes me feel ashamed. I took a few steps back for fear of being seen by you. At this moment, two Chinese audiences next to me were whispering. The American man next to Wang Chunjiesang is the biological son of the heroine in the movie, and another said, "He is none other than Wang Chunjiesang's boyfriend. This is the first time I saw him. I heard that he is a Wall Street talent." Jun, such a sweet couple." I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't hear anything, I took down the binoculars, my legs kept moving back and forth, getting farther and farther away, I couldn't see that strange woman named Wang Chunjie... I quit the theater and staggered back. A few days later, I returned to China in frustration. Since then, I have never been to Japan again. After returning to China, I was in great pain and almost had a mental breakdown for the second time.At this time, Xiaohong kept coming to comfort me, and she insisted on getting me to invest in the business. She said that if she was busy with her career, she would forget some unpleasant memories, so we established a real estate company together with two other high-ranking children. I didn't expect our business to grow so big in a few years, and every shareholder has made a huge profit. I have never agreed to really get together with Xiaohong, we are lovers, and I can't explain how I became her lover step by step, but I still don't agree with her divorce. This is the reason why I broke up with Xiaohong. One day, I went on a business trip to Shanghai. At the front desk of the Jinjiang Hotel where I stayed, a woman attracted me deeply. She was slightly shorter and thinner than you, but she looked very similar to you. The first moment I saw her Did you really think it was you?So, I chatted with her enthusiastically, and then asked her to have dinner. It turned out that she had just ended a short-term unhappy marriage, and she was also a fallen person. Why should we meet each other? Afterwards, I quickly discussed marriage with her. Home, she is none other than Lu Lu who came to pick you up, yes, Lu Lu is my wife, she is one year older than you.I remember that when we were chatting online, I completely appeared as her character. When you asked to see my photo, I would send you her photo, so that you would not doubt that the netizen named White Rose is a long With a woman who is so similar to you, you should be able to speak freely... I think you should know why I choose Lu Lu as my wife for what kind of unspeakable complex, look at the thousands of white flowers blooming around your suite in the lobby right now Rose, look at it, look at it again, and you will know what my unspeakable complex is... Except for her appearance and kindness like yours, she is very ordinary, but this is enough, enough to make up for the vacancy in my heart. After the ups and downs, isn't it true that she is ordinary?After my showdown with Xiaohong, I withdrew my shares and got married. We did the investment immigration to the United States 3 years ago. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have become a father, and my lovely daughter An Qi Almost 4 years old.In a sense, coming to the United States to live is also for the sake of the children. I am surprised that you have achieved so much and become a halo in Tokyo when you went abroad for a few years. Our generation has no hope. All dreams are pinned on on my daughter. And my mother is living with us in New York now, making fun of her grandchildren all day long. Ever since I was hit by my accident and experienced the desolation after my father passed away, my mother has completely changed, and there is no sharp thing anymore. The edges and corners have been smoothed away by fate.A few days ago, she cried bitterly after reading the novel you serialized in the newspaper, and she said to me: "Agen, mom knows who your heart is beating for all the time, mom is sorry for you, I really shouldn't Make things difficult for this child! I really want to see her and apologize to her, so that she will never be jealous of me, an old woman with feudal thoughts, or I will die in peace! Poor child, after wandering around alone, I have suffered so much..." My mother sobbed at this point, pure, the white rose night in the presidential suite (I specially asked the hotel to decorate with 5,000 white roses) ended my white rose complex , Also express her apology and repentance for my mother!I also hope that so many flowers are to welcome your new life of roses, pure, you are outstanding, I will be proud of having you until I die, because you have been deeply loved by me, you can also say that you are in this life My favorite, I will never forget the campus of SISU, our flowery years and first love, and every short day and night when you became my wife... I can't write any more, tears are blurring my eyes, pure, stand up strong, you have a long way to live, your Wall Street fiancé in heaven will bless you, I think heaven is like this white rose president As beautiful as the night in the suite, in the dream tonight, you will definitely meet your gram, pure... Agen New York, September 7, 2002 When I read this letter, tears had already blurred my eyes. Agen, Agen, I gently called this name, this name that has been dusted by the years; at the same time, I stood up from the sofa, went to the bathroom, and wiped away the tears on my face with a hot towel. So that's it, that's it, the white rose netizen is Agen!How can I think of it?I couldn't even dream of it. Following the heat on my face, my heart felt warm immediately. After I lost Graham, I did not lose the love this world gave me!There are so many people in love with me. This is not love, but it is more powerful than love. At this moment, I read the feeling of Agen beyond personal kindness and love. It comes from my hometown. My brothers and sisters, my nation, my country have a kind of undying love for me, that kind of love is like the white roses here and there, exuding pure fragrance, that kind of love is more spacious and noble like the presidential suite ... Agen's eyes appeared in front of my eyes, and I went back to the moment many years ago, he looked at me, he looked at me obsessively, those eyes shot straight, full of lust without restraint , he always looks at me like this, because he is looking at someone else, but his woman, and when he looks at his own woman, he always looks at me like this, as if he wants to put roses in his mouth, swallow them In the belly, every time the four eyes meet, it is always me who flinches and dodges in the end. I can only close my eyes and be swallowed by him completely, moaning in the pain-like sweetness. I can't see it, but I can feel his eyes must be more presumptuous... But at this moment, I see Agen's eyes are crystal clear, full of love, only love, without the slightest desire, he has become my brotherly hometown. The night of Bella's presidential suite was a night of white roses that I will never forget. It was September 8, 2002. I didn't close my eyes all night. In the early autumn of New York, among the fresh and dripping rose bushes, I repeated the white roses again and again. Playing the intoxicating music of "Secret Garden" on the white piano everywhere, I seem to have returned to my youthful college days. I, the white rose, and the black peony swallow, walked hand in hand, proudly walking on the "Secret Garden" like a princess. "outside" campus... In the sound of the piano, I went home. It was the deep courtyard mansion of the Agen family. In the old hall, there was a Yamaha grand piano, yes, it was also white, in that rainy evening , I sang joyful songs like a bird, strings of arpeggios flowed out from my nimble fingers, it was a midsummer night's dream like a spring water... I used the key to open our house on the top floor of our Manhattan apartment. I haven’t been back for a long time. The white piano under the skylight was covered with a thick layer of dust. I wiped the dust gently with a damp cloth and sat down. I played Chopin's "Nocturne in E-flat Major". As I played it, I felt someone's big warm hands on my shoulders, caressing them tenderly. I don't have to look back, I know he is who? Playing and playing, I walked into the Norwegian forest again. In the twilight, John and I were so crazy, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound of people near and far, only the birds and insects in the forest were singing, only in the night wind In the middle of the night, the rustling of leaves is mixed with our panting, and the groans and cheers of exotic lovers echoed in the midnight forest for a long time...