Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

Although there is no furniture or decoration in the floor-paved room, the crimson floor, white walls, sunny windows, green trees outside the window, and blue sky are also beautiful. It is like a landscape painting, which is refreshing. Wang Ju sighed and said, "Kevin, the floor you laid is so beautiful that I can't bear to put furniture on it. What should I do?" He pursed his lips and smiled: "It's no problem to put furniture, it looks better when the furniture and the floor match each other." "I'm afraid the furniture will ruin your floor." “You can go to Home Depot and buy some felt pads (felt pads) to stick on the furniture legs, so that the floor will not be worn down.”

"I'm afraid that the people who move will not have that patience, and they will put the furniture on the floor before I put the thing on." "Are you asking a moving company to move?" "Well, I'm sure I can't move it by myself, and it's troublesome to ask a friend for help. I don't have a big truck, so it's easier to ask a moving company." "At that time, I will find some people to help you move." She said frankly: "Actually, I don't have any furniture. They are all old. Many of them were given or picked up by others. This time I plan to throw away all the old furniture and buy new ones. There will be free delivery (free) deliver goods)."

"Oh, that's pretty good. Actually, you don't have to worry. The floor you chose is very good. Not only is the color beautiful, but also the hardness is very good. You can just wipe it and scratch it, and it won't be a problem. Besides, your floor is hand scraped (Hand-made old), some scratches and potholes have been deliberately made on it, even if your furniture smashes a hole in the floor, people will not be able to see it." She laughed happily: "That's what I thought, so I bought this kind of floor specially." "This is the most fashionable. I was decorating a two-million house (a house priced at two million) some time ago. They bought this five-inch-wide hand scraped (hand-made old) mahogany floor. But do you know how much he paid for it per foot?"

"How many?" "More than ten yuan." She exclaimed: "Really? I only have two dollars!" "So you are so capable!" "I have done a long time of research (research) on the Internet, and I even went to local (local) stores to compare products one by one..." "Scientists after all!" "What kind of scientist am I!" "When you go to work, do you wear a white coat and deal with some test tubes and flasks?" "yes." "Then you are a scientist." She thought his definition of "scientist" was very childish and domineering, but when he said it, it was very sweet and lovely.She stopped arguing with him, and just became a "scientist" in his eyes.

He stood sideways near the window, and the summer afternoon sun shone on his face, making his face very layered.With a heartbeat, she took out her mobile phone from her bag: "I'll make a few pieces for the floor, send them to the jar, and advertise for you." "Don't, don't, don't, if you want to send it to the jar, just say you spread it yourself." "Isn't that a lie?" "Why is it a lie? It was originally made by you." "Where did I make it? You made it." "Your boss, I'm just helping you." She chuckled, took a few steps back, and squeezed him in together with the floor.

He didn't object, only warned: "You can pinch me if you want, but don't post (post) it in the jar." "Why? Afraid that all the mothers in the jar will come to snatch you?" "I'm not afraid of robbing me, but I don't want to be recognized." She understood, and promised: "I will not post your piece in the jar, and I will not let anyone see it." "Then what are you pinching for?" She said cheekily, "I'll see for myself." "Then you still need to pinch the photo? Wouldn't it be better to just look at me?"

"But you leave after you finish the floor." "You can call me to come, I promise to be there on call." "real?" "Of course it's true!" He made a gesture of undressing, "Do you want some pornographic photos?" She laughed loudly: "There's no need for pornographic photos, it won't be too late when you are on call." "That's fine, then I'll do a striptease." He walked forward while talking, took her mobile phone, looked at each one, and said regretfully: "Why is the effect of the floor photo so poor?"

She was only looking at the handsome guy just now, and didn't pay attention to the floor at all. Hearing what he said, she immediately grabbed the phone, looked at it carefully, and felt that the photo was not as good as the real thing: "What's going on?" "Your floor is matte and textured, but it comes out so smooth and so reflective, like—laminate." She guessed, "Maybe it's because my phone doesn't work." He took out his mobile phone: "I'll use this to pinch a few pictures and see if it works." She immediately understood what he wanted to do, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but he chased her and pinched her, and she was hiding, and he still pinched a few pictures.

She stretched out her hand: "Show me your phone!" "It's up to you to come and see." She stretched out her hand and walked up to him, but he refused to give her the phone, and only showed her one by one. Seeing that she was all in a state of distress in the photo, she said anxiously: "Delete my photos quickly." "why?" "It's too ugly!" "It's not ugly, I like it. Look at this picture, your skirt is flying up when you run." She went to grab the phone: "Give it to me, give it to me!" He ducked aside. She chased him and shouted: "Delete it soon! Delete it soon!"

While hiding, he smiled: "Hehe, you won't delete it if you kill me! Look at me and I won't ask you to delete mine." "You are handsome, of course you don't need to delete it." "Don't move, let me take another picture!" She was scared and hid in the closet. He coaxed her outside: "Come out, I won't pinch your dick anymore." "You're lying to me!" "It's so dark inside, aren't you afraid?" "I'm not afraid." "Come out and have lunch, I'm hungry," he begged. As soon as she heard that he was hungry, she didn't care about anything else, and immediately got out of the closet, and he squeezed a piece of her face.

She stopped grabbing the phone from him and said, "Come on, go downstairs to have lunch, don't tell me you didn't even have breakfast." "I just didn't eat." She shouted: "Why are you like this? You don't always eat!" "It's so early today, where can I have breakfast?" "What about McDonald's? Doesn't McDonald's sell breakfast very early?" "I just want to get there soon, how can I have time to go to McDonald's?" "Why so fast?" "I thought you would come early!" She felt hot, stopped blaming him, and hurriedly opened lunch. She put the lunch box in the microwave and turned it around, looked around, and found that the room was a veritable "house with four walls", with no furniture, no dining table, not even a stool or chair.She was in a hurry: "Oh, I forgot to bring some stools, where shall we sit and eat?" He pointed to the stairs: "We can sit there and eat." She looked at the stairs. It was only about three feet wide. It must be too narrow for two people to sit on. She couldn't even open her posture to eat, so she said, "You take the stairs, I'll sit on my 'bed' to eat." "Why are you so far away? Are you afraid that I will eat you?" "No, the carpet on the stairs is peeled off, it's bare, it's so uncomfortable to sit on." "That's true." The two of them sat on the stairs, one on the cardboard bed, with a distance of two or three meters between them, and had lunch. He praised while eating: "Your craftsmanship is good, the eggplant and ribs are both delicious." "Do whatever you want." "It's really delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious eggplant and ribs for a long time." "That's because you haven't had a home made meal in a long time." "Well, I still ate it in China. I haven't eaten it since I came to the United States." "You music people don't like to cook, do you?" He shook his head: "This has nothing to do with making music. It mainly depends on whether there are conditions and mood. When I was in Beijing, I was the one who cooked." She heard him say "all" I cook, and she felt that there was someone with him who didn't cook, so she asked, "Are you drifting north with the proprietress of 'Fulinmen'?" "Well, we met when we were in Bei Piao." "She is... dancing in Beijing?" He shook his head: "No, although she is a dancer, she has never done this kind of work after graduation." "It's hard to find a dancing job?" "One is hard to find, and the other, she never thought of dancing for a living." "Then what does she want to do when she goes to Beijing?" "She wants to be a film and television star. She feels that there are many people in the entertainment industry there, and it is easier to get in touch with directors and producers..." "Didn't you say that her family wants her to marry a high-ranking son?" "It's the same thing. When you become a star, you can easily marry a high-ranking son. On the other hand, if you marry a high-ranking son, you can easily become a star." "People in Beidiao probably have a...dream." "But most of them couldn't realize their dreams, and she was the same. At that time, she had been drifting in Beijing for a while, and the little money she brought from home had already been used up, and she was unwilling to do those jobs that she despised. So very... down and out." "Why doesn't she go back to her hometown?" "She kept telling her family that she was filming in Beijing and was about to become a star. How could she have the nerve to go back to her hometown?" She said worriedly: "I heard that there are many unspoken rules in the film industry." "It's a lot of unspoken rules." "Is she trying to keep her innocence, so she can't realize her star dream?" He shook his head: "She has tried everything. She sent her to the door to let others unspoken rules. She suffered a lot from being dumb. She only worked as a group performer a few times, but no one praised her for the position." "How did you meet her?" "She rented the house of a buddy of mine. That buddy is from Beijing. His family is quite rich. He still has a few houses and rents them out to artists from Bei Piao. When she can't pay the rent, she will...pay for it... " She felt a pain in her heart: "Her life It's too difficult." "Yeah. At that time, I organized a band with a few people, performing and so on, and I still had a little income, and my parents have always supported me financially, so I haven't reached the point where I'm starving and cold, and I'm still in the dark. Playing 'pure art'. My buddy was bored and wanted to play elegant art, and asked to join our band. We knew he was too bad to accept him. He used her to buy us off, saying that as long as we let If he joins, he will give us his sex slave, whoever wants to sleep with her, and whoever wants to play with her." She didn't dare to ask further, feeling that this would unravel the scab on his heart. He held the lunch box, but didn't eat it, as if he had sunk into a distant memory: "We are all bachelors, how can we stand such a temptation? We made a deal immediately. Several teammates slept with her, and they all said yes, after all She is a dancer, with a first-class figure, rich sexual experience, and good skills in bed. On the night when it was my turn, I went to her place..." She didn't dare to listen anymore: "If talking about it makes you sad, don't talk about it." "I want to tell you." "Let's talk about it then." He pointed to the stairs beside him: "I want you to sit here." "why?" "I don't want to shout to you from so far away." She picked up the lunch box, walked to him, and sat down on the stairs. He looked ahead, his eyes seemed to travel through time and space, back to the distant shore, back to the long past: "I was still... young, hungry, and impatient, and I only thought about it after... doing it with her... Ask her about her life experience, it turns out that she is - my fellow villager." "Are you familiar?" "I didn't know each other well before, but I was born and raised in the same city, and I went to different cities when I was in college..." "You... sympathize with her?" "It's not sympathy, it's... love." "Because she is your fellow countryman?" "Not only because of that, but also because I... like her, I am drifting north, struggling in confusion, not knowing where my future is, and I can't see... any light. China is not a palace of art, no one To be able to devote yourself to the pursuit of art, you first have to make a living, and in the process of making a living, you have to do a lot of things that run counter to art, and in the end you become a... a traitor to art..." She understood very well: "It's true. Under such a big environment, I have to... have a meal first." "It's a pity that many people betrayed the art and didn't get a job. She is like this. She completely betrayed the art of dance and did a lot of things that run counter to art, but she still didn't... find a job to earn a living. .” "She betrayed her body... she had no choice but to do so." "That's what I think. In my eyes, she is an angel who fell into the mortal world, a suffering Virgin. I think her essence is clean, and her heart is...pure. She must yearn for peace and tranquility life, my love will definitely be able to... save her..." "Are you... in love?" "We moved in together, and I helped her pay off the rent she owed, and covered her daily expenses, so that she wouldn't—live that kind of life again, and I wouldn't let anyone... get involved with her." "Where are your teammates, and that buddy? They..." "They all laughed at me and said I was like that stupid farmer pitying a frozen snake. When I warm her with my chest, she'll bite me on the heart..." "But you sure don't think so." "I think we're not farmers and snakes...but...Aman and La Traviata." Wang Ju knew that Amang and La Traviata were the heroine and heroine in the famous novel by the French writer Alexandre Dumas, but she read this novel a long time ago when she was in love, and almost forgot all the details. She only remembered that La Traviata was a famous novel. A man's father asks La Traviata to let his son go, so that his son will not associate with prostitutes.For the future of Aman and his family, La Traviata had to let Aman misunderstand her, so they broke up.By the time Amon knew the truth, La Traviata had already died of illness. Jealousy welled up in her heart, why do good men always fall in love with prostitutes?If she has to be reduced to the level of La Traviata in order to get Kevin's sympathy and love, she is also willing to be reduced. Who wouldn't fall into prostitution? However, she immediately thought that being a prostitute is also a technical job, and personal qualifications and luck are very important. It is also a prostitute, some people become famous prostitutes, while others become street girls. She knew very well that her aptitude was limited, even if she fell into prostitution, she would not be able to be a famous prostitute, but only a cheap street girl, and she would still not be able to attract his attention, let alone win his love. Forget it, let's not make any wrong decisions, just be yourself, at least in his eyes, he is still a "scientist" in a white coat working with measuring cups and flasks. But she intuitively thinks that the proprietress of "Fulinmen" will not be a Camellia-like character, just the gesture of putting one hand on her hip and poking her fingers with the other is contrary to the style of a famous courtesan, let alone taking off her high heels to hit someone up. She asked, "What about her? Does she like this life?" "In the beginning, she still liked it very much. She found me, a first-time brother, very happy, and said that she had had so many men, and she had never met a first-time brother." "How does she know that you are a...beginner?" He said a little embarrassedly: "I don't understand anything." "She herself told you that she had... so many men?" "Ok." She really convinced the proprietress, is she thick-skinned or lacking in heart? She asked, "Did she escape from prostitution after that?" "She was very moved when she saw that I loved her desperately and gave everything I had. She said she would love me forever and grow old. During that time, we had a very happy time, we didn't go anywhere, just hid in the room-making love .” The sea of ​​jealousy in her heart began to surge again, and she secretly hoped that the proprietress would not put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, and become good so soon. She asked, "Did you learn to cook during that time?" "Well, she doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't like to cook, but our money is relatively tight, and the rent is a big expense. There are also her beauty products, skin care products, clothes, shoes, socks, handbags, etc., which will soon put me Her wallet was emptied. We had no money to go to high-end restaurants, and she didn't like ordinary restaurants, so I learned to cook." "Did you cook well?" "No. Don't look at me being flexible in playing musical instruments and decorating. I'm clumsy when I cook. I often cut here and burn there..." She sighed and said: "The power of love is so great! Your hands that play musical instruments are actually used for cooking." "Yeah. These hands that play musical instruments have done many, many things for love... that have nothing to do with musical instruments." "Does she like to eat your cooking?" He shook his head: "I can't tell. At first she was... touched and shed tears for me, but then she said to me: Forget it, don't embarrass yourself. Poor and lowly couples are sorry for everything. I know you love me very much and are willing to suffer for me Affected, but if this is what I want, I will not wait until today. There are many people who love me, I have never lacked love, what I lack is something other than love, and those who love me can't give I." "What does she want?" "She wants fame, a good life, a car, a house, and a famous brand—all things I can't give anyway." "What about you?" "The story I told her..." "Did she like the story?" "I like it. She said that she is going to find someone to invest in the filming of this story and let her be the heroine." She couldn't laugh or cry: "You are really talking to a duck!" "But I was very excited at the time, thinking it was a good idea, if she played La Traviata, she would definitely become popular." "But is there anyone willing to make this scene?" "We lobbied everywhere to find sponsors who are willing to invest in this film. You know, it's like this in domestic filming now. If you can get money, you can be the protagonist. Whichever sponsor takes a fancy to you, you can appear Money will buy you the leading role and make you famous. During that time, we were looking for sponsors every day, I quit the band, and I didn’t work as a tutor, so I was running around for this matter..." She knew that this matter could not be done, otherwise the proprietress would not be the proprietress of the restaurant, and would definitely become a star in mainland China.But she didn't want to tell the disappointing result, so let's wait for him to say it himself. Sure enough, he said: "But no one is willing to make this movie. People say that this theme is outdated. La Traviata is too stupid. Since you have become a famous prostitute, why don't you go along this way?" , and want to hang out with that poor boy and kill yourself? Such a theme cannot resonate with the audience, and the box office will definitely not do well." "Then what to do?" "There was no way out. I started looking for work again and asked my parents for money, but it was still difficult to make ends meet." She asked worriedly: "Will she... go back to the old way?" "She has long gone back to the old way. But she still gave me face. She didn't do those things in front of me, and she didn't do those things with my teammates. But she often stayed out at night, and I stayed up all night. I was looking for her outside at night, and if I didn’t have money to take a taxi, I just rode my bicycle and looked for her all night.” Her heart twitched with pain, and she took his hand quietly. He smiled gratefully at her and asked her to hold his left hand. He covered her hand with his right, lowered his head and asked, "Am I, cheap?" "Not cheap," she said sincerely, "You are noble, you have a noble heart, and you want to save her with your love." He sighed, and said, "Later, I found out that she had changed directions, not in the circle of directors and producers, but in the circle of...foreigners." "She wants to go abroad?" "Well, she feels that there is no hope in the country. Those directors, producers and sponsors are tired of her. They hide when they see her, and they warn those who don't know her, saying that she is so mean and difficult to deal with. Be on guard against her. She knows that she is finished in the domestic show business circle, and only going abroad is her only way out." "Then what do you do?" "I heard she said that she wanted to go abroad, so I tried to help her. I found the snakehead and said that she could smuggle her out of the country for hundreds of thousands of yuan. I looked for work everywhere to help her raise money for smuggling. Lying, saying that I owed gambling debts, was hunted down, and asked them to help me raise money to pay off the debts, and I even wanted to sell drugs. No matter what the source, as long as I can raise money." "Did you help her raise money for smuggling?" He shook his head: "She said that it is useless to go abroad like that. Even if the smuggling is successful and she is not caught, she will have no status in the United States, and she still cannot find a job." "She's right to be worried." "So she wanders around places where there are many foreigners every day, sleeps with those people, and wants to meet a foreigner who is willing to marry her, and bring her to the United States by means of marriage." "You just let her...do that?" He smiled wryly: "Since I don't have the ability to let her go to the United States, what else can I do? I can't tie her up and prevent her from going out." "and after?" "Later? You know what happened afterwards." Although he didn't go any further, she also guessed all kinds of things: the proprietress of "Fulinmen" finally found a "foreigner", but it was not a white man with a high nose and sunken eyes, but a man who owned the United States. The Chinese nationality is the boss of "Fulinmen".When the proprietress was about to leave the country, she promised Kevin that she only married the boss for the sake of status, and when she got American status, she would divorce the boss and marry him.So he took the risk of smuggling to the United States to accompany the girl of his dreams. She said from the bottom of her heart: "You are such a, great lover." He looked at her: "You think so?" "Ok." "Others don't think so, they all think I'm... the number one fool in Tianzi." "That's because they don't understand love." "But they say I don't understand love." "Why do you say you don't understand love?" "Because I can't even tell whether she loves me or not." She thought for a while and said: "You can't see whether she loves you or not, not because you are stupid, but because you love her too much, or you love that feeling too much, the feeling of loving someone. That's how you are If you want to love someone, if you don’t love them, you must love them regardless of everything, because only when you love someone with all your heart, can you feel your own value and live a meaningful life.” "Are you the same?" "Yes, me too." "It's a pity that we both fell in love with the wrong person." "That's the same sentence, love the wrong person!" "When you find out that you love the wrong person, what do you do?" "Me? I transferred my feelings to my son." He said enviously: "You are so lucky to have a son." "I also think I am very lucky to have such a lovely son." "Is it true that after having a son, love is not important at all?" "Well, basically." "My mother is also like this, so my father often said that I was his, the biggest rival in love, and took my mother away from him..." "Your father is just joking. He knows that your mother still loves him as before, but in terms of time, he allocated a lot to you." "how about you?" "Me? I'm different. Before I had a son, I didn't expect anything from love. He never loved me as much as I hoped. My heart died bit by bit, and finally I didn't feel good. It's painful. After having a son, I don't care if he loves me or not." "But the feeling that no one is worthy of your care, and no one cares about you, is really uncomfortable." She couldn't agree more: "Because that makes you feel like you're nothing in this world." He squeezed her hand tightly and confided, "I don't usually tell people that." "I don't talk about it either." "Because they don't understand, they just call me stupid." "me too." "Of all my friends and acquaintances, only you know how I feel." "That's because I feel the same way you do." "Hmm. You, have you met a lot of people like that? I mean—people who feel the same way you do?" "There are very few encounters in life, it can be said that I have never encountered them, but I have encountered them online." He asked, "Is it in Ai Yuan?" "Ok." "That's why I like to go there and watch love stories." "Seeing those stories, you feel that you are not the only one who loves to be stupid, right?" "Yes, how about you?" "me too." He laughed happily: "Then we are 'knowing stupid'?" "Authentic." She repeated the old saying, "If you let Amy write your story, it will definitely touch a lot of people." "Who is my story with?" "The story between you and the proprietress of 'Fulinmen'." "Listen, what a mess this is! She is the proprietress of 'Fulinmen', but I am not the proprietor of 'Fulinmen'. If I have a story with her, wouldn't it be a story of me and a married woman?" "What happened to the married woman?" "How could Amy write a story like that?" She thought for a while, and retorted: "What? Isn't the heroine Cen Jin also married? Isn't her love with Wei Guo moving?" "She is a childhood sweetheart. In a sense, Weiguo belongs to her." She thought about it too. He said, "You told me to write my story to Amy, why don't you write yours to Amy?" "Me? What's my story?" "The story between you and that... man surnamed Wang." "Then what is there to write about? I just loved the wrong person." "Aren't mine the same? I also love the wrong person." She took advantage of the loophole: "But your story is not 'just'!" "Then my story is cuter than yours: love, wrong, man!" Both of them laughed. He laughed for a while and whispered, "What would it be like if I loved you and you loved me?" She blurted out: "But how is that possible?" "What is impossible?" "You...so young, I'm so old..." "You are still thinking about your age, which means you are not yet in love, desperate..." "But……" "Or it should be put like this: You are still desperate when you love, but you haven't loved yet..." She was in a hurry, and said in a statement: "It's not like this...I..." There are only two reasons she can think of, one is "I am too old", but this has been rejected by him; the other reason is "I am a married woman", she really does not want to say this at this time, knowing that once Said, he will scare away.But she didn't say it, because she was afraid that he would mistakenly think that she didn't like him. She was in a dilemma, he pulled out his hand, patted her arm, and said, "Don't worry, I'm just kidding you." Kevin stood up, took the empty lunch box from Wang Ju, and walked quietly to the kitchen. She also followed, and seeing him washing lunch boxes at the sink, she said without words: "Did you do the same when you were drifting north?" "So what?" "One cooks, and the other...washes the dishes?" He said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to talk about Bei Piao anymore." She was bored, felt that her face was dull, and stood there resentfully. He washed the lunch box, wiped his hands with a napkin, and said to her, "Don't follow me to make the floor this afternoon." She felt cold and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" "You paint the wall." "OK." He went upstairs, but she didn't dare to follow him upstairs, and silently went to the master bedroom to get paint and rollers, feeling very sad, wondering why he suddenly became like this, could it be because he misunderstood her words? Mean, think she doesn't like him? She wanted to clarify with him, but when she thought of his attitude towards "married women", she didn't dare to act rashly. He said that he often read posts on Aiyuan, and if he had seen other stories, then he should know that Amy also wrote the love story of "a married woman", but he said that Amy would not write such a story, that is What's the meaning?Is it because he hasn't read these stories, or has he read them, but he doesn't like them, so he thinks that Amy shouldn't (should) write the "married woman" story? He definitely doesn't know that she is married now, if he knows, he might despise her.She regretted it. If she had known this, she might as well have told him from the beginning that if he disliked her as a married woman, then he would not help her so caringly, and she would not have such feelings for him. Then the world will be peaceful. While she was there thinking wildly, he came down and carried a ladder into the master bedroom bathroom. She followed in and saw him set up the ladder in the bathtub. She asked, "Now brush—to brush the bathroom?" "Well, here is a bathtub and a toilet. It's not easy to put a ladder. I'll clean these places first, and you can clean the rest." She immediately ran to the master bedroom to get paint and rollers. He stood on the ladder, first taped the tape, and then painted the wall. She handed him the roller dipped in paint. After he took it, she held on to the ladder, because the bathtub was slippery, and she was afraid that he would fall. The two cooperated tacitly and quickly painted the walls around the bathtub.Then the two fought in the shower, where a ladder could fit, but the roof was so high that he did the painting while she dipped the roller underneath. After painting these two places, I will paint the bathroom. There is a huge mirror there, and the tape has to be taped around it, otherwise the paint will get on the mirror.In this place, it took longer to tape than to paint the walls. Then brush the bathroom.The bathroom is a bit small, and there is a toilet there. The ladder is very difficult to place, and can only be placed against the wall, so one stands on the ladder, and the other is dipped in paint below. After these places were painted, he went to the two closets (cloakrooms), took down the iron shelves on the walls where the coats and hats were placed, put tape on the junction of the walls and the ceiling, and then told her Said: "Okay, now you can paint the walls here. These two closets also need to lay the floor. If I don't paint today, I won't be able to do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." "I completely forgot about those two places." He walked out of the bathroom and said as he walked: "You paint the walls here, I will go upstairs to lay the floor, and try to lay another room today." "OK." He went out, and after a while there was a loud sawing sound.She was painting the walls of the two cloakrooms downstairs by herself, and she just wanted to finish it as soon as possible so that she could go upstairs to be with him.She found that she was more and more attached to him, just being in a house was not enough, she also wanted to be in a room, a place where she could see him, and it would be best if she could talk and laugh with him.If he stopped talking, she was very sad and felt that he hated her. She quickly painted the walls of the two cloakrooms and ran upstairs. He asked, "It's finished so soon?" "Ok." "Can't stand the inspection?" "The place where the clothes are hung, why are you brushing so carefully?" He squatted on the ground to lay the floor, raised his head when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Aren't you considering resale?" She lied and said, "I'm down there alone...so scared..." "Are you afraid of me?" "how could be?" "Because when I wasn't here before, didn't you always say you weren't afraid?" "At that time, there was nothing I could do." He smiled and said, "Pass me that little hammer." She quickly picked up the small hammer from the ground, handed it to him, and then squatted beside him to watch him lay the floor. The two of them laid the floor together like master and apprentice. She asked, "Maybe it will be finished in at most two days if it goes on like this?" "Not only that, the stairs will take longer." "How long will it take to lay the stairs?" "Maybe a day." "Then there are still three days in total?" "Didn't Jimmy (Jimmy) tell you that the whole floor construction period is three or four days?" "I did, but I thought it was three, four, and twelve days." "Wow, it took so long? Then I have to use my feet." "Why don't you use a foot bed?" He raised his head, looked at her for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to stay longer?" "I miss you forever." "That's easy, I can take it apart and take it apart." "OK!" He held a freshly laid floor and made a gesture of pulling it out: "I'll tear it down now." She pressed his hand: "I'm just kidding, you made such a good shop, why are you willing to tear it down?" He didn't answer, just looked at her fixedly. She let go of her hand and pretended to go to the side to get something: "After you lay the floor for me, what are you going to do?" "Go lay the floor for someone else." "Jimmy's taking your job again?" "Well, it was introduced by Cynthia (Cynthia), and she is also her client, just like you." She immediately thought of a female client: "Is the employer also a woman like me?" "No, it's a man." "single?" "No, a big family." "Then there must be a mistress?" "Of course there is a mistress." She was jealous: "It must be that the host is at work, and the hostess is at home with you, right?" "What is she doing with me?" "I like you." "What does she like about me?" "You are handsome and you do a good job." "Am I handsome?" "You don't know it yourself?" "Of course I think I'm so handsome that I can alarm the Party Central Committee, but I don't think it will work." "Then who thinks you're handsome will work?" "you." She didn't dare to take it anymore, and said elsewhere: "Really, is there such a female employer who fell in love with you and came to seduce you?" "I don't know if I like it or not, but there are those who seduce me." "Really? Who is it?" She was afraid that he would say "you". But he said an answer that scares her even more than "you": "A white woman, I was doing the flooring at her house, and she called me from the swimming pool. I went over and saw that she was wearing a bikini bathing suit In the water, they said that the weather was too hot, and told me to go down to soak, and said that we could rub each other's backs." "Did you go down?" "No." "Why don't you go down?" "It's obvious what she means. At that time, there was no one else in her family, and she wore so little clothes. Isn't it clear at a glance what she wants to do?" "Yeah, why don't you take advantage of it?" 他龇了一下牙，说：“你不知道她皮肤多么可怕，全身都是斑，密密麻麻的，看着吓人。白女人就是这样，化了妆还像个人，妆一卸，吓你个半死，衣服一脱，吓你个全死！” “那如果她不长那么多斑呢？你就……跳进游泳池去了？” "how could be?" "Why not?" “我对她没有感觉。” “那要是有感觉呢？” “没感觉就是没感觉，怎么可以'要是'呢？”他笑着问，“喂，你是不是在吃醋？” 她蔫了：“我有什么资格吃醋？” “吃醋还讲资格？” “当然要讲资格。” “那我给你这个资格。” “你给我资格……也没用。” 他不响了。 她想到他再过几天，就会跟另一个女人坐在楼梯上吃饭说笑，说不定还会泡在游泳池里互相搓背，甚至上床寻欢作乐，她就郁闷不堪。 好像生怕她不会郁闷至死一样，他的手机不合时宜地响了起来。他“hello”了一声，就改用汉语和对方说话。 她本该回避一下，但她太吃醋了，就不顾礼节，站那里不走。 从他的回答来看，对方应该是个客户，在谈装修的事，问的肯定都是白痴问题，但他很耐心地回答，她觉得对方一定是个女人，不然他不会那么温柔。 她还听他提到她家的地板：“我正在做的这家，就是在Home Depot（家得宝）买的地板材料，mahogany（桃花心木），engineered wood（复合地板），非常好看，而且合算。Home Depot应该还有货，你可以去看看……” 她在心里骂那个女人：你连地板材料都没选好，干嘛急着找装修商？是不是找机会勾引人家啊？ 那边大概在问怎么拿折扣，他捂住手机，问她：“你是怎么拿到discount（折扣）的？” 她简单说了一下，他告诉那人：“她说就是到USPS（美国邮电局）网站填一个转信件的表格，就可以打印出Lowes（劳氏）的coupon（优惠券），然后你就可以拿到Home Depot（家得宝）去用了。” 那边啰里八嗦了一通，他说：“你把Jimmy（吉米）的电话号码给Home Depot（家得宝），等货到了，他们会通知他去取货。” 她一惊，眼前出现第一次见到他的情景，看来那一幕要在他下一个客户家门前重演了。她只祈祷那个女人不要也戴个购物袋做的帽子。 那边又啰里八嗦了一通，他回答说：“没问题的，合同上讲好哪天开工，肯定会在那天开工。” 那边还在啰里八嗦，他说：“那我可以加夜班，总而言之，肯定会按时做完，不会影响你搬家。” 最后，他很温柔地说：“bye（再见）。” 她气昏了，还以为他就是对她一个人这样温柔体贴呢，原来这是他的职业习惯啊？ 她气呼呼地问：“这是谁呀？” “一个客户，就是我下面要去做的那家。” “是中国人？” "Ok." “女的吧？难怪你刚才跟她说话的时候……特别温柔。” 他笑起来：“那叫温柔？” “不叫温柔叫什么？” “叫礼貌嘛，未必你希望我跟客户吵架？” “不是吵架，但是也用不着……那么温柔！” 他歪着脑袋看她，问：“比我跟你说话还温柔？” “还兴这样比的？” “你诬蔑我么。” “我诬蔑你什么了？” “你诬蔑我，对男人比对你还温柔。” “那是个男人？” “我不是对你说过吗？一般装修房屋都是男的出面接洽的。” "you're lying!" “我骗你干什么？是你们A所的，你肯定认识他。” “谁呀？叫什么名字？” “我不知道他的中文名字，只知道他的英文名字是Eric（埃里克）。” 她对这个英文名字一点印象都没有，所里的大陆人好像很少用英文名字，大概因为所里大陆人多，有些实验室完全就是大陆人的天下，从老板到手下人，全都是大陆来的，大家都以中文名字相称，平时交流也用中文，如果大陆人之间还用英语名字相称，或者用英语交流，好像有点怪怪的，肯定被人家在背后偷偷地骂。 她说：“骗人！我们A所根本没有叫Eric的中国人。” “那就是他骗我了。” “为什么他不找Jimmy要找你？” “我怎么知道？可能Jimmy嫌他啰嗦，就把我的号码给他了，让他来啰嗦我。” 她还是不相信。 他看着她，低声说：“你别瞎想了，我不会的。” “不会什么？” “不会跟客户发生……任何……合同以外的关系。” 她很高兴，但同时又想起自己也是一个“客户”，于是又不满地问：“为什么不和客户发生合同以外的关系？” “职业道德嘛，再说我也不想惹麻烦。” “怕别人告发你？” “那倒不是，这里没人知道我偷渡的事。” “那你是怕什么呢？” 他想了想，解释说：“一般装修房子的，都是有家有室的人，人家丈夫孩子一大堆，我在里面搅合什么呀？” “你不在里面搅合，但如果女主人，来搅合你呢？” “那我也不会。有些女人天生——淫荡，爱偷腥，你给她家装修，她把你当玩具。有的女人跟丈夫关系不好，就在别的男人那里寻找慰藉。还有的女人丈夫在外偷腥，她就找机会报复。但她们都是一时兴起，没有长远打算的。我跟这样的女人玩火，如果人家丈夫知道了，那不是麻大烦？” 天黑之后，两人才把楼上第二间客房的地板铺完，开始吃晚饭，还是一个坐在楼梯上，一个坐在纸箱床上。 Kevin还是边吃边赞：“你做的芹菜豆干真好吃！我妈也爱做这道菜，不过她放的是中国芹菜，不是西芹。” 王莙急忙说：“你喜欢吃中国芹菜？那我明天一早到中国店去买。” “哪里呀，我就是这么顺便说说而已，其实我更喜欢吃西芹，真的，脆脆的，好吃。” “你别不好意思，买中国芹菜很简单的，我知道中国店有，他们把那个叫'唐芹'。” “真的别去买，我更喜欢吃西芹，'唐芹'有点难嚼。”他小声说，“我不要你明天早上去买菜，我要你……早点来。” "why?" “我们可以早点干完啊。” “早干完了你要干嘛呀？去约会？” "Ok." 她不开心了：“跟谁约会啊？” “肯定是跟一个lady（女士）啰。” “别告诉我是跟'福临门'的老板娘。” “她还真的打电话要跟我约会呢。” "You agreed?" "Ok." 她提高嗓音：“你答应了？” “嗯，我答应把这事告诉她老公。” 她愣了一下，旋即笑起来：“真的？那她怎么说？” “她说跟我开玩笑的。” “哈哈，你们两个……有些地方还真像呢！” “哪里像？” “话说错了，就改口说是开玩笑的。” “未必你不是这样的？” “我？”她想了一下，“我好像不是这样的。” “那是因为你说话从来不说错，科学家嘛，讲的是精确。” 她好奇地问：“她为上次那件事，向你赔礼道歉了没有？” “她的字典里没有'道歉'这个词。” “那你就算了？” “不算了还能怎么样，莫非还为这事报她一个警？” “你不……惩罚惩罚她，她以后会越来越凶。” 他自信地说：“她没机会对我凶了。” "What's wrong?" “我再也不会去她那里了。” “说话算话？” “保证算话。” “你要是再去她那里呢？” “要杀要剐都由你。” 她挺高兴，但有点不相信地问：“怎么突然一下就把这么多年的感情斩断了？” “感情早就斩断了。” “那她怎么直到上次都还在……吃醋？” “她爱吃醋我有什么办法？” “我觉得是因为你们的感情还没斩断，不然她就不会吃醋了。” “你这是按正常人的思维方式在推理她，但她不正常的嘛。” 她也觉得老板娘不正常：“未必你们之间根本没来往了，她还会因为你带个……大妈去她餐馆就吃醋？” “我哪有带个大妈去她餐馆？” “好吧，大姐。” “大姐啊，我和她这一两年都没见过面了，连在餐馆吃饭那样的见面都没有过。” “那就怪了，几年没见面了，未必她还觉得你是她的……男朋友？” “她从来没把我当她的男朋友，我只是她的战利品，奴隶，她觉得我就该傻傻地守在她身边，不管她理不理我，我都永远爱她，她哪天心血来潮叫我的时候，我都得随叫随到，她每天跟她丈夫快活，而我就应该做苦行僧，不跟女人来往，所以她看到你就特别生气。” “那你现在跟她挑明了？” “也无所谓挑明不挑明，反正我是不会去见她了，她愿意怎么想，那是她的事。” 她很高兴：“那你说的要去约会的lady（女士）是谁呀？” "I won't tell you." “不告诉我，我就不让你去，害你爽约，让她把你甩了。” “你怎么样的不让我去呢？” “我，拖住你。” “你怎么样的拖住我呢？” “我……”她灵机一动，“你不是说把萨克斯带来演奏给我听的呢？” “我准备完工的那天带过来的。” “哪天完工？” 他算了一下：“下星期二。” 她嚷起来：“但是星期二我要上班啊！” 他想了一下：“嗯，星期二是不好，你要上班，Jimmy要过来结账，没机会，那我明天把萨克斯带过来吧。” “可是我今天就想听！” “等不及过夜了？” “就是，你看着办吧。” “嗯，等我吃完饭了，用口哨吹段你听吧。” "OK!" 两人吃完饭，还是他洗饭盒，她削了两个苹果，一人一个。等到吃完了水果，他在水管漱了个口，说：“现在我可以开始口哨表演了，你想听什么？” “我想听By the time this night is over（当今夜过去），有歌词，你可以唱。” “你唱吧，我用口哨给你伴奏。” “可是我不记得歌词，我只会唱一句，就是by the time this night is over。” “行，你就唱这一句。” 他让她坐在楼梯的第三级，说这是楼座，好位置，然后他以吹奏萨克斯的姿势吹口哨，吹到有歌词的地方，就以歌手的姿势唱起来。她扭捏了一下，也加入到里面，但她真的只会唱那一句，所以就只唱那一句，唱完那一句就听他唱： Silence takes over（暗夜寂静无声） Saying all we need to say（倾诉着我们心中的温情） There's endless possibilities（一切皆有可能） In the moves we can make（全看你我如何进行） Your kiss is giving every indication（你的吻在暗示我） If this heart of mine is right（只希望我没理解错） By the times this night is over（当今夜的黑暗消遁） The stars are gonna shine on two lovers in love（群星将照耀着两个相爱的人） And when the morning comes（当清晨来临） It's gonna find us together（我俩会相依相偎） In a love that's just begun（沐浴在新生的爱情） By the time this night is over（当今夜的黑暗散去） Two hearts are gonna fly to the heaven above（两颗心将在天堂比翼） And we'll get closer and closer and closer（我们会离得越来越近） By the time this night is over（当今夜的黑暗散去） Lets take it slow and ease it back（让我们放慢节奏，不疾不徐） Just lay back and love take us over（静等爱情将我们带去） There's magic here with you and I（你我之间犹如魔幻存在） And it's gonna take us all the way（会把我们领进爱情的世界） Lets find some kind of deeper conversation（让我们用心来交谈） And darling if it's right（如果我俩注定相爱） By the time this night is over（当今夜的黑暗消遁） The stars are gonna shine on two loves in love（群星将照耀着两个相爱的人） And when the morning comes（当清晨来临） It's gonna find us together（我俩会相依相偎） In a love that just begun（沐浴在新生的爱情） By the time this night is over（当今夜的黑暗消遁） 他一点不怯场，一会儿装作在吹萨克斯，一会装作手拿麦克风在唱歌，很像youtube上的Kenny G和那个歌星。她发现他记得歌中每一句歌词，而且发音很标准，让她无比仰慕。 他表演完了，她鼓掌喝彩：“你的口哨吹得太好了，歌也唱得好，我太佩服了。” “有没有被我迷倒？” “百分百地被迷倒了。” “有没有为我疯狂？” "Have!" “那你怎么还坐在那里像木头人一样？” “呃，我像木头人一样吗？” “当然啊，你应该冲上来吻我，索要我的签名嘛。” “是吗？你那些，fans（粉丝）都是……那样的？” "of course!" 她想到他被一大群粉丝围着啃，有点郁闷，但还是配合地走下楼梯，走到他跟前，伸出一只手。 他一笑：“不是这样的哦，我签名不签手上的。” “那你要签哪里呢？” “有玉照就签玉照上，没玉照的就签在……乳罩上。” "real?" "of course it's true." 她想到那个情景，更加郁闷了：“那我不要你的签名了。” "why?" “我没玉照。” “别的也行啊。” "nor." 他瞟了一眼她胸前，呵呵笑起来。 她说：“不早了，我们回家吧。” “走吧。”他往门边走，嘴里吹着《By the time this night is over》。 到了门边，他转过身，问：“当今夜结束，我们会怎么样？” 她没好气地说：“我们就接着铺地板。” 他又笑起来：“太不解风情了！Bye（再见）！” 那天晚上，她做梦都梦见他在台上演奏萨克斯，而台下都是一些一二十岁的小女孩，穿着暴露，打扮奇异，吹的吹口哨，喊的喊号子，十分疯狂。他演奏完后，那些小女孩都跑上台去，抱着他啃，还拉开本来就遮不住身体的衣服，让他在她们的乳罩上签字，而他拿着一支笔，性致勃勃地在每个女孩子的胸上签名。 她半夜醒来，被自己的梦境搞得十分郁闷，他太年轻太迷人了，歌唱得那么好，连她这个奔四孩他妈都被迷倒了，还说那些一二十岁的小女孩？ 她觉得自己陷进了一个危险的境地，越来越把握不住自己的感情，老想见到他，老想跟他在一起。从目前来看，他也是愿意跟她在一起的，但谁能担保那不是一时的新鲜？也许他还没泡过奔四单身孩他妈，想在她身上试试自己对这个年龄段女性的魅力。等他证实了自己的魅力，或者等他知道了她的已婚身份，他就把注意力转到别人身上去了。