Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Seven

x: ...To be precise, she found me. Shortly after the "Cultural Revolution", foreign language classes resumed in schools, but for me, there was really nothing to learn from those superficial courses.Until one day, she came to me, and she told me that the foreign language class in school was not suitable for me, and she would give me special counseling. I went to her house.She lives upstairs and another family lives in the living room on the ground floor, so I can only enter and exit from the kitchen at the back.Because it is shared by many families, the kitchen is very crowded and full of tattered debris, cockroaches can be seen running by at any time, and every rainy day, the pool is full of slugs.

The stairs are narrow and steep, sandwiched in the middle of the house, as long as the sky is a little darker, the stairs will be dark, and nothing can be seen clearly.Of course, for me at that time, climbing such stairs was not a problem at all. I ran up it so fast that the whole house trembled under my feet, and the raised dust rushed into my nose... until now I I couldn't figure out why there was so much dust in a house where many people lived. But her house is spotless, and compared with the outside, it is simply another world.So, when I stood in front of her door covered in dust, I was really worried that she wouldn't let me in because I was too dirty and would tarnish her world.She didn't seem to notice anything, and pulled me in with a smile.The room was filled with an aroma that I was not familiar with, yet I could recognize it—the smell of brewing coffee.For me, the smell is closely associated with my father's memory, because in my own home, on the few occasions when my father was present, my mother would take an odd-looking one from the box under the bed. The silver-white aluminum pot, in which this black liquid was boiled, was only given to my father, and I was never allowed to taste it.

She gave me a taste of the coffee, which was surprisingly bitter, and I thought it smelled better.Although I don't like coffee, she was still very interested, and she said that she had other food for me, which I would definitely like.I did like it, it was toast with butter and fried eggs, but I didn't dare eat it - I came to learn, not to eat. Hearing me say that, she seemed a little disappointed, and I immediately felt extremely guilty. I am so stupid, no wonder my mother hates me.Will she hate me from now on?I almost trembled with fear, and then, quite unexpectedly, I was in her arms.At first I didn't know what happened, and I wasn't particularly shocked or excited. I just felt that her embrace was very warm and soft, just like my mother's embrace in my memory.But it's been too long since my mother hugged me, so I'm not sure if the resemblance is real or just wishful thinking on my part.

I can still observe her from the full-length mirror facing us. For a moment I thought she was crying, but then I realized that she was smiling, but there were tears shining in this kind of smile. He closed his eyes in her arms. The first counseling passed just like that, I don't know how long I stayed in her arms, it seemed that during that time my soul had already flown away from the earth.Not forgetting our main task, she left me with a couple of photocopied copies of the original books, as she could get hold of as an English teacher.She let me read some fragments of it myself, and I will read it to her next time I come back.

Subsequent counseling had the smell of coffee and bread and eggs, but no hugs.I waited patiently, trying to study the English books she gave me, hoping to please her.But I was disappointed again and again, she never hugged me again.Time flies, and a whole year has passed, and I always remember the day when she hugged me for the first time. When the same day came in the second year, I summoned up all my courage to face the black mist in front of me, He stretched out his trembling hands and hugged her. She didn't seem surprised, and immediately responded to me with an even warmer hug.Then she pushed me away, went to the door and turned off the light.The room had two north-facing windows hung with calico curtains and thick newspapers taped to the lower half.Once the lights went out, it was almost impossible to see anything in the house.She took me to the bed, made me lie down, and put my hands on hers.

This situation was really embarrassing for me because I had never had the opportunity to understand a woman's body.It was so dark in the room that my eyes were completely useless to help me identify which part of her body my hand was touching.Those soft, wet, smooth, delicate... I don't know what my hand is passing by, she is lying there without a sound, but I can hear my teeth chattering louder and louder, I I couldn't take it anymore, so I threw myself on her body and wept helplessly. What she did next is something I will never forget—she started fondling me. Many, many times since then I have wanted to relive that feeling, to experience again the fire that burns in my soul, the passion that seems to burn my whole being to ashes.But I never got it again.I understand now that this kind of feeling is only once in everyone's life, and when you get it, you lose it at the same time.My first time was given by her.She awakened another me in my body. Since he woke up, the original boy disappeared, and I became who I am now.

I will always remember when the first orgasm came, the blood poured into the brain in an instant, and poured out in an instant, and finally there was nothing left that permeated the limbs and bones.I really felt that I lived like this, and then died.What I once thought was a will to persevere, is like a boat being hit by a stormy wave on a rock, and it will be smashed into powder in an instant.Every man has experienced life and death transformation in sex.Before that moment, I always thought that death was far away. Since then, I understand that death is approaching, and I am getting closer to the eternal darkness every second.

Since death is inevitable, I look forward to being able to-linger until death.To this day, I still look forward to it. Later, when I went to her house again, the goal became very simple.I don't want to waste any time on books at all, I just want to make out with her, preferably never.But she disagreed, she said that I must finish my English reading homework, otherwise her conscience will not pass.And you can't turn off the lights when you are reading, and you can't have sex if you don't turn off the lights. This is her principle. After thinking it over for a while, I made a proposal to her.I said I could memorize what she asked me to read so that I wouldn't have to turn on the lights while I was reading to her.As long as I can recite it without interruption, she must share the same bed with me. If I don't stop reciting, our love will not stop.

She said yes. I am very grateful for my gifted super memory, which may also be a special talent trained by reciting "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" back then.In this way, according to the bibliography she specified, every time I went to her house, I recited for her in a dark room, surrounded by the aroma of coffee, on the bed hugging her.In those few years, I recited Shakespeare, Dickens, Hardy, Hawthorne, Hemingway... Because it is just a classic chapter in the works, it is actually not too difficult to recite. Later, she no longer specified the bibliography, but let me choose, so I was determined to give her a surprise.I asked her what is her favorite work?she said yes.It took me four months to memorize this book from beginning to end.This is the second English book that I have recited completely in my life. The first one is for my mother, and the second one is for her.I have often recited the book to her ever since.From anywhere in the book, I could go on and on, and the lights would no longer be on for all the time I spent with her.

Professor Higgins: ...So, did you like the book yourself? x: Actually, I don't particularly like it either.I only like the content after Gatsby's death, from his funeral to the epic ending...those, I like it very much, so I recited it to her so many times that I can't even count the number of times up. Daisy liked it too, especially after Gatsby's death, from his funeral all the way to that epic end.It is the death, funeral and epitaph of such a fictional American, accompanying the consultant X's first love, accompanying him from a lonely boy in his teens to a real man... Thinking of these, Dai Xi can always feel Indescribably wonderful and deeply sad.

Gatsby dies, and Consultant x grows up.This growing process, just reading it, made Dai Xi feel exhausted.She couldn't imagine how he endured, struggled, survived and finally matured.Usually, such an experience would make a person look stronger, but Dai Xi understood that it was only appearance. Dai Xi has been working at West Bund Chemical for a week and a day.During this period of time, she has been sitting in the seat closest to the pantry and copier. This place is narrow and messy, the air is poor, and there are always people walking around. It is the seat that everyone least likes.When Dai Xi reported on the first day, Zhu Mingming directly brought her here, and said coldly: "Recently, the company's office space is very tight, and only this seat is vacant. You should sit here first!" Dai Xi didn't care, because she was assigned to do a very interesting thing.These days, she was completely immersed in it, and this task was personally arranged for her by Li Weilian before his business trip.Dai Xi still thinks of the sour smell when Zhu Mingming handed over this task, and Dai Xi finds it funny. Zhu Mingming said this: "You do it well. I can't think of such a creative job. That's President Li. Special instructions!" Really creative?Dai Xi didn't think so. In fact, this task was very tedious and boring, but Dai Xi liked it.The task is as follows: After Li Weilian was promoted to the general manager of West Bund Chemical China Company in 1997, he gave his secretary a job - to collect photos taken in all the big and small events in the company. After 1998, digital cameras became popular. These photo files were collected and stored in computers by his successive secretaries. It has been more than ten years, and the number of photos is close to 100,000, but they have never been sorted out.Dai Xi's job is to organize all these photos according to age, event and person, mark them with annotations, and classify and register them.Just after completing the entry procedures on the first day of work, Zhu Mingming put a 100g mobile hard drive in front of Dai Xi and walked away. For the first half of the day, Dai Xi was completely dizzy.She can only make preliminary judgments from the dates of the photo files, and roughly arrange them according to the age, but she has no idea of ​​the specific content reflected in them, and she hardly knows any of the participants, it is like a chaos groping.When she was at a loss, Lisa, the president's secretary, added Dai Xi's msn, saying that Li Weilian had specially taken care of her, and Dai Xi could ask her any questions. With Lisa's help, Dai Xi's work suddenly became clear. Lisa instructed her how to search for relevant information on the internal and external websites of West Bank Chemicals, and provided her with a list of senior managers in the past ten years, as well as information on other major events.So, following one photo after another, Dai Xi walked into the past step by step, and the development process of West Bund Chemical China Company was like a continuous slide show, slowly unfolding in front of her eyes. After a week passed, Dai Xi was pleasantly surprised to find that she already knew the company like the back of her hand. Even if she had special training and introduction, it might not be as intuitive and specific as what she knew now.She saw the celebration party when they signed the first big contract, the relocation ceremony for the expansion of the office scale, the dinner party for the members of the board of directors to visit China, the groundbreaking ceremony for the major project in cooperation with the Ministry of Chemical Industry of China, and the party after the success of the project... She also got to know most of the important members of the company, although most of them didn't even know Dai Xi existed.Compared with the company's development history, Dai Xi is more interested in people. While sorting and filing, she also enjoys judging various awards for them. The awards presented by Daixi Design include: the top three handsome men, the top three beautiful women, the best partner award and so on in West Bund Chemical. Zhang Naichi topped the list of handsome men without any suspense. His appearance has been the same for ten years. He has both the handsomeness of Leslie Cheung and the chicness of Takeshi Kaneshiro. Dai Xi thinks it is too wasteful for him not to become a movie star; the beauty champion is awarded to Li Weilian's wife Katherine, the blond and blue-eyed member of the board of directors, is an intellectual iceberg beauty at first glance. Dai Xi thinks that Li Weilian's extraordinary temperament can complement her; the best partner award belongs to Li Weilian and Zhang Naichi. From the first photo From the beginning of the photo, the two of them have been inseparable in many different occasions, almost all important events have their common figure.Dai Ximin felt that Li Weilian seemed to support and take care of Zhang Naichi everywhere, and their close relationship was extremely impressive. However, Dai Xi didn't appreciate Zhang Naichi's handsomeness. In fact, among all the people, she liked Li Weilian's appearance the most.And among the photos she saw, Li Weilian appeared the most.The ten-year development history of West Bank Chemicals China Company is almost the same as Li Weilian's personal struggle history in the past ten years.When Dai Xi was sorting out the photos, she often had the illusion that she didn't know whether she was getting to know West Bund Chemical or Li Weilian.Compared with Zhang Naichi's unchanging youthful appearance, Dai Xi can clearly distinguish the vivid imprints that the years have carved on Li Weilian's body.It is difficult to describe this change as "old" or "mature". She seems to have seen a piece of jade whose luster has become darker and its texture has become rounder, but even ordinary people can see that its inner quality has undergone a leap.Therefore, Dai Xi did not rate Li Weilian as a handsome guy. Compared with his spiritual temperament, his appearance is really not worth mentioning.In fact, once Zhang Naichi and Li Weilian appeared in the photo at the same time, the handsome appearance of the number one handsome guy became a foil, appearing dull and lacking in strength, no longer admirable. The troublesome thing is that Dai Xi began to be less and less afraid to look at Li Weilian's photos.It's better when he's with other people, but if it's Li Weilian's photo alone, Dai Xi finds that he has a psychological barrier.For example, this photo was taken in 2003 when the renovation of "Yi Garden" was completed and the office of the Greater China Headquarters moved in. Li Weilian was standing outside the gate of "Yi Garden".He put his hand on the outer wall of "Yi Garden", looked up at the top of "Yi Garden", the expression on his face made Dai Xi's heart beat uncontrollably, she really wanted to walk over to him go…… Dai Xi was a little scared.She stored all of Li Weilian's single photos in one directory, and decided to leave them alone for the time being.She wanted to sort out everything else first, and then concentrate on dealing with him after she calmed down.Her work is progressing very well, and the photos have been archived to the year before.The series of photos she sees now are charitable activities funded by West Bund Chemicals. In recent years, West Bund Chemicals has been enthusiastically participating in charitable causes in China. Of course, this is also one of the means for it to establish a good corporate image in China. In the photo opened by Dai Xi, Zhang Naichi, as a representative of West Bund Chemical, took a group photo with a group of yellow and emaciated rural children. The background is the barren villages of inland China, with several half-brick and half-clay houses crooked on the bare hillside. , the trees were sparse and yellow, and banners were drawn above the children's heads, which read in bold red letters: "Caring for life, helping children with AIDS". Children with AIDS?Dai Xi's heart skipped a beat suddenly, she remembered the scene of eating hot pot with Meng Feiyang and Tong Xiao before New Year's Day.At that time they talked about the suicide of Meng Feiyang's Japanese boss, especially his tragic revenge on Zhang Naichi... Dai Xi remembered Tong Xiao's deduction. He insisted that Zhang Naichi and You Chuan Kosuke had AIDS. Now, Dai Xi really saw Zhang Naichi standing among a group of AIDS children. Could there be any connection?After thinking about it, she quietly took out the data cable from her bag and connected the phone to the computer.The photo was downloaded to the phone, and Dai Xi immediately sent it to Meng Feiyang.