Chapter 38 12 hours

1 a stranger The first time I met Joe, he gave Xiao En a CD, which was Leonard Cohen's selection. An original disc.On the cover was a dated black-and-white photo of a man in a shirt and blazer.Smooth and clean short hair.Put your hands on the back of the velvet-covered chair.A middle-aged face.Thin lips, deep lines on either side of the nose.Eyes deep. Xiao En thought it was a picture of an early Hollywood male star.After a cursory glance, I thought it was handsome, but I couldn't guess the sound that this CD could present.Just like Joe, such a clean young man.Wearing old jeans and a white cotton shirt, she sat on a chair across the table from her.She is not familiar with his smell.

He is a stranger. 2 The woman who fell into the deep sea I met Joe 3 months ago.She had not yet resigned from the German company.He is still a small employee who has to get up early in the morning to clean himself up in front of the mirror, and then rush to the subway to catch the train.Still in love with the boss.The man is 11 years older than her.There are villas in the suburbs.There is a full-time wife and a three-year-old child at home. Just such a man.In the late night of overtime work, in the Mercedes-Benz car that took her home, I buried my face in her long hair and said to her softly, if you are not a mermaid, how can you have hair like seaweed?

She remembered that it rained that night.She knew that her thick, dark hair was slightly damp and exuded a light fragrance.The heat from his fingers penetrated through the hair and penetrated into her skin.It's a warm smell.She knew that this was destined to be a relationship with no end in sight.But she is indeed a fish, plunged in blindly, lost her direction in the lonely deep sea, and would not be able to breathe once she got out.So swim like this. The name she gave herself on OICQ is: Falling into the Deep Sea. Joe asked her, is the deep sea dark or beautiful? During those days, she often didn't go home after get off work, waiting for the opportunity to work overtime in the company.After working overtime, around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, I still don't want to go back.What can I do when I go back?Stand by the phone and wait for his call, or recall his body and eyes in the cold air?

Just hang on the Internet to read news and do psychological test questions.Then from time to time, strangers greeted her in OICQ.She's reluctant to talk to people, and when she sees a dialog box pop up, she removes it.Repeat again and again.until he asked her.Is the deep sea dark or beautiful? 3 blind fish There were many nights when Xiaoen suffered from insomnia.She can clearly remember every night she lost sleep.She writes to her man on the computer.Sometimes she writes, I want to understand that there is probably only a misunderstanding between us.Sometimes she writes, I have no purpose for you.Except I love you.

All finished letters are thrown into the recycle bin at the end.Then she drank the last sip of cold coffee in her cup, went into the bathroom, and washed her face with cold water.Wearing a pair of loose blue corduroy pants lying on the window, looking at the cool sky that is gradually brightening. There was one last cigarette left in the empty cigarette case.Xiao En struck a match and lit it, breathed, and gently exhaled smoke into the cold air outside the window. That was probably the most difficult period of her 26-year-old life.She didn't understand why she fell into such a lonely relationship.The sea is vast.I don't know when I will be able to go ashore.

Then Joe appears.She saw his first question on the computer in the company. She replied to him, falling into the meeting can not see anything.Just become a blind fish. Gradually got used to chatting with him online for a while every day.The man who works on software in Shanghai.If they didn't happen to meet each other at the same time, they would leave a few greetings.Such a strange and warm relationship rapidly swells and expands, gradually occupying life and becoming a strong pillar. She always called him Joe.That was a role played by Brad Pitt.He is an actor that both he and she like. Joe met a woman he liked in the movie and drank a cup of coffee together.As soon as they broke up and said goodbye, they encountered death on the street.It was a movie about death and affection.

Joe rarely talks about himself.Just listen to Xiao En.Xiao En entrusts to a distant stranger those languages ​​that cannot be spoken to any familiar people around her. Then in December, Joe said that he would come to Beijing for a business trip. Xiao En said, if you come, I will take you to my favorite bar. 4 is enough Joe refuses to let Xiao En pick him up at the airport.He said, I will call you when I finish my business. That morning, the weather was very cold.The sky has always been a gray color, very depressing.Xiao En was busy in the office. When she looked up at the sky at noon, she realized that it was snowing heavily outside.On the broad avenue, the bare locust trees are already covered with snow.

Someone in the office let out a slight exclamation, but got back to work right away.Xiao En leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, feeling pain in her heart.She has submitted her resignation report.I'm doing the final handover work these days.She could no longer face that man. His feelings, his warmth, his selfishness, his hypocrisy. Enough is enough. 5 snowy night I got a call from Joe when I got off work.He told her on the mobile phone, I am near Madian now, it is snowing heavily, and I can't get a taxi on the road.Xiaoen said, I am in China World Trade Center, we will choose a middle place, and then we will go there together.

The two walked to the agreed place two hours later.There were snowflakes all over her hair and coat, her hair was damp, and she was in a mess. The man was delicate and clean, with single eyelids, short hair, and beautiful lips.He was wearing baggy jeans and a black coat.He came over and called her, Xiaoen. Xiao En was slightly lost.Suddenly feel a little melancholy.No, not such a tall and real man.She was used to keeping his scent in her emotions and memories.Such a distant man has accompanied her countless days and nights on the computer. His smile, his language, his wit, and his warmth are all familiar.

But how could a man suddenly appear.She took a step back. Joe smiled slightly.He understood her.He said, Xiao En.We're friends. They hug each other with arms outstretched. I found a small restaurant that does the best roast duck.Both of them ate less, and stopped to smoke after eating for a while and looked at the snow outside the window.The cigarette he smokes is Camellia.There are two sentences on the cigarette box: When you meet Jun for the first time, it is like returning from an old friend. The streets are full of traffic and people.It was very congested and noisy.Very lively.None of them can go home.

Xiao En said, when are you going back to Shanghai? It should be tomorrow. For such a short time? yes.This is the only way out of tolerance.He paused and looked at Xiao En.He said, it's good for you to look at it like this, Xiaoen.I always worry about you when talking online.Worried that you won't be able to get out.But your eyes are so strong. I already resigned. Joe.I will leave him. Don't make forced decisions, you'll just tire yourself out.Only do it when you really want to. I know. 6 music After dinner, they walked to Sanlitun.The snow on the road froze into ice, and I walked carefully, but I still lost control from time to time.Xiao En smiled as he walked. Joe held out his hand and said, come on, take my hand.Wrestling is no fun. There is an accident car parked in the middle of the road.Many people are walking.Warm and bright lights cast from the apartment buildings on either side.Xiao En held onto Joe's solid arm. Sanlitun is still the same as before, with many enthusiastic people.They gather here and do what they like.Yelling, singing, chatting, walking, drinking, staring blankly, laughing, or being silent.People are often free at night.Xiao En took Joe to the bar she frequented. The bar is located on South Street.It is cooler than Beijie.The inside is huge, with corridors and deep and long positions.The walls are dull yellow and the ceiling is dark green.All wooden tables and chairs are heavy and unpretentious.The whiskey in the glass is hot.It was ballads.Christmas tree branches and garlands hang on the walls. They picked a position at the foot of a wall. Xiao En said, do you like it? Joe said, like it.He asked the waiter again, where is the music playing machine? We only play music from the store. You can rest assured that the guests in the store will hear better music. He took the CD for Xiaoen and ran away.After a while, the music changed.A man's low voice echoed in the empty room.He sang a calm, drawn-out, rapping song.Articulation is weird. Joe walked back, sat back opposite Xiao En, took out a cigarette and lit it.There was a happy expression on his face. He said, when we leave later, remember to remind me to get the CD back. Xiao En nodded.she smiles.Is your memory so bad? No.I just often think that good things will not belong to me too easily. 7 fell asleep This is a night that Xiao En had envisioned.A snowy night in the north.lively crowd.Whiskey on the rocks.A man with warm and sober eyes.And quiet, natural conversations. Sometimes they talk.Sometimes they silently watch passers-by outside the window.Many unidentified people swim happily through the blurred night like fish.Sometimes they smoke one after another. They used to speak too many languages ​​online.The past, the pain, the longing. At a certain moment, Xiao En suddenly wanted to shed tears.It was like when she was alone in the room late at night when she couldn't sleep, thinking of the man she loved and disappointed.It was like looking at the computer and seeing Joe say something that hit her heart. No one spoke to her, no one touched her in the dark.But when she looked at Joe, she wanted to cry. Her tears flowed down like this. Joe looked at her calmly. He said that there was a song on that CD that I really liked. "Dance Me to the End of Love". Xiao En covered her eyes with her hands.She nodded tearfully.Then she fell asleep. It was 3am when she woke up on the couch.The bar was almost empty. Joe was still sitting across from her.He looked at her calmly.His posture and expression hardly changed. He said, you are awake.The waiter had come to remind me a few times that they were closing.I said, I must wake you up. Xiao En said, sorry.I have been insomnia for the past two days and hardly slept at all. I know.You need to take care of yourself. They put on their coats and walked out of the bar.The snow has stopped outside.The air was cold and fresh.Walk along the quiet street.Street lamps illuminate the big trees covered with snow.Pass a small brightly lit supermarket. Joe said, wait a minute. He came out with a big bag of German Chocolate Chip Cookies.He said, you should be hungry.eat something.Xiao En remembered that she had told him that she liked to eat this brand of biscuits.He remembers everything. Joe looked at her naturally.He said, if you want to go home, I will take you back.If you still want to stay outside for a while, I'll take you to my hotel. 8 in the hotel Joe lives in a five-star hotel.The company he works for is a well-known multinational group. He took Xiao En to his room on the 48th floor.There is soft music and thick soft carpets in the hallway. Joe opened the door.The room was warm and clean. He said, I'll pour you some hot water, and you eat biscuits.I take a shower and change clothes first. He poured hot water for her, turned the TV to the music station, and took fruit from the refrigerator.Xiao En sat on the carpet watching TV and eating.When he came out of the shower, she was still sitting on the carpet, but fell asleep with her face on the sheets. The biscuits and fruit were still on the rug beside her.Her long hair hides her face.like a tired child. Joe picked her up and put her on the bed.Take off her coat, shoes and corduroy pants.Then put the quilt on her body.She breathes in sleep. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her.The time on the watch points to 6 o'clock.In five hours, he will be on the plane. Xiao En woke up vaguely.She first felt her head buried in a big soft pillow.Then feel warm fingers gently stroking her hair.It's a familiar feeling. Many men have loved her, incidentally, for her seaweed-like hair.Then, everyone can't stay for long.She was still tired and didn't want to open her eyes.But seeing Joe get up and take out the suitcase. He didn't turn on the light, for fear of waking her up, he kept packing things in the dark relying on the light coming in from the window.He packed it up and walked to her bedside with the box.looked down at her.He leaned down and kissed her hair, forehead, eyes, cheeks...and then flicked lightly on her lips.Like the wings of a butterfly. He opened the door and closed it softly. he's gone. 9 12 hours Here's to all the time they've spent together. 12 hours