Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Happiness

There is a thirteen-hour time difference between New York and Beijing. My day is Song Yi’s night, and his day is my night. When he is awake, it is his busiest time. He has no time to call me. I am awake. When I was at my busiest time, I didn't have time to call him. Therefore, we rarely talked directly on the phone, and it was difficult to meet on the Internet. We mainly contacted by email. From Monday to Friday, I will accompany the client to visit the stock exchange, Wall Street, and meet with the head of MG headquarters. During the weekend, I will accompany the client to visit the ruins of the World Trade Center that was bombed in "911", watch Van Gogh's Starring Night, and at night Accompanying clients to listen to Phantom of the Opera on Broadway, fortunately there are still some activities, they don’t want me to go, they only let Peter accompany, otherwise I suspect I won’t even have time to go back to the hotel to write a letter at night.

I wrote to Song Yi: Song Yi's reply to me was extremely simple, but it made me go to work in the early morning. Because of him, life in New York is extremely tormented, and I count the time every day, counting the return journey; because of him, time in New York is extraordinarily splendid, every morning, I read his emails with a fragrant coffee, and then wear Wearing the hat and gloves he bought for me, I rushed into the cold wind in New York, walked proudly and swaggeringly on the streets of Manhattan, smiling at everyone I passed by.No amount of cold weather in New York, no amount of outlandish requests from clients can make me smile less.

Because of love, it blooms gorgeously; because it is loved by others, it feels extremely precious; because it is full of hope, its steps are full of strength; because it is gentle in heart, it treats everyone kindly; because it is the woman he loves, it is absolutely Don't do anything to make him lose face; because you love him, you love this world even more. In this world, there is no beauty that can be invincible. Even if Cleopatra's peerless beauty can overwhelm the Roman army, it can't move Octavian, but the sincere smile and heartfelt happiness are invincible magic. One of the most difficult female bureau chiefs in the book gradually chatted and laughed with me.Later, several big bosses of MG knew that a black-haired girl who loved to laugh came from Beijing, China.

Because of the time difference, Malatang and I seldom meet on QQ, and she doesn’t seem to be on QQ very much now. I leave a message for her every day, and she only replies once a week. There is a secretive happiness between the lines. Only then did she implicitly admit that she was on a date with a blind date, and both of them thought each other was quite suitable, and she would talk to me about the details when I returned from New York, anyway, she thought going on a blind date this time was a very Good decision, her parents are happy now too. Excitedly, I called the customer service department of the hotel on the spot, ordered a bottle of champagne, opened it to celebrate, and wrote a letter to Song Yi while drinking.

Today, for the first time, I used my position for personal gain. I ordered myself a very expensive bottle of champagne because I was so happy that I had to celebrate. (It’s not that I have to buy expensive ones. There are no cheap ones in this hotel. Fortunately, the money is paid by customers.) My best friend Malatang has found a boyfriend. Now I have double the joy, no, four, I have My own, yours, Mala Tang's, and her boyfriend's, so, you see, I have to drink today, otherwise the happiness will overwhelm me and explode.I look forward to the four of us opening champagne to celebrate when we return to Beijing.

I raised my glass, said "Cheers" to the screen, took a sip of champagne, and pinched myself again. People say if something is too good it's not real, but I just pinched myself and I'm pretty sure it's all real.Good night. Then leave a message to Malatang: "I am very happy, drinking champagne alone to celebrate, I miss you very much, I miss Beijing very much!" Just as I was about to close QQ, I suddenly remembered something, "Remember to get the apples, although they are not fresh, but It just so happens that you have one more person to help eliminate it."

The next day I received Song Yi's reply letter, which was always simple and always made me happy. Champagne in Beijing, I will prepare it. And Malatang, a guy who values ​​sex and despises friends, didn't reply, it seems that he went to sweet every day. Unconsciously, it has been almost a month, and Christmas is approaching, and people in the MG headquarters have started to take vacations one after another.Because all the business talks are almost done, the customer’s focus is on the fun, Peter is very smart, and he booked the ticket to Las Vegas early, and the female bureau chief who is traveling with him knows what the men want to do, so I offered not to go, so I stayed in New York to accompany her, and accompanied her to Washington, the capital of the United States. After returning to New York, her nephew who was studying at Yale picked her up for Christmas.

All of a sudden, I became free, but this kind of idleness is not good. The whole New York is immersed in a strong festive atmosphere, everyone is busy with family and friends, and "Merry" can be heard everywhere on the street. "Christmas, Merry Christmas", the soap operas on TV are all related to Christmas, noisy and joyful, I really want to call Song Yi, but I know that China is still working at this time, and because it is the end of the year, it is busier than usual . I don't want to stay in a hotel, so I can only walk on the streets of a foreign country alone. Wandering through shopping malls one by one, in the crowds, use crowding to ignore loneliness.But the shops close early on Christmas Eve, and soon, all the shops on the street are closed, only their windows still tell you with shiny Christmas trees that you should not live alone this day.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Everyone should go home and have dinner around the fireplace and Christmas tree.Occasionally, there were a few passers-by who walked in a hurry, but I was the only one who walked slowly step by step. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and I walked slowly towards my hotel in the snow with my hands in my coat pockets.Suddenly, the mobile phone rang. I was a little surprised. This mobile phone was used by the headquarters for the convenience of our work after arriving in the United States. It is mainly for business purposes, but obviously no one will work today.It seems that the caller ID is an unfamiliar phone number. Could it be that Peter and the others have something to do?

"Hello?" "Happy Christmas Eve!" It's Song Yi!I exclaimed in surprise: "You are happy too!" Looking at my watch, it was only after four o'clock in the afternoon, but it was after five o'clock in the morning in Beijing time, "Why did you wake up so early?" He smiled and didn't answer, and asked me, "What do you want for Christmas?" I said, "Your phone number is enough." "Too unchallenging! I'm asking you sincerely, can you show some sincerity?" I laughed: "Then you can't do it, don't blame me."

"I just want to hear what you want most in your heart." "I want to see you. I want you to appear in front of me with ninety-nine roses and liqueur chocolates." I said and gestured happily, and passers-by smiled at me. he laughed. I don't like it: "Tacky is tacky, but I like it! Don't look at this kind of stuff as corny, but practice has proved that if a man is willing to do it, girls will always be moved." He smiled and said, "Good! Ninety-nine fiery red roses and bonbon chocolate." I also laughed: "After I return to Beijing, you can give it to me on Valentine's Day!" He said softly: "Look up and look at the hotel where you are staying." I looked up and saw a man in a black coat standing in front of the hotel, holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms. It was still far away, the sky was already dark, and it was snowing, so I couldn’t see his face clearly, but the fiery red roses, like Burn in the snow. I stood there blankly, as if in a dream, when a voice came from the phone: "Manman?" I made a sleepwalking voice: "Is that you?" He said softly, "It's me!" I screamed "Ah", threw away the phone, and ran to the hotel.The mobile phone that fell in the snow still heard the voice "slow down", and I rushed out. Fortunately, there were few cars on the street. I am like a deer in the forest, running and jumping, leaping over all obstacles, rushing to my happiness, and he also hurried towards me. I threw myself into his arms, he dropped the rose and caught me, I couldn't believe it was real, I could only hug harder to prove that he wouldn't disappear. After a long time, I still hugged him tightly, sniffing his body greedily, refusing to let go.He leaned into my ear and asked, "Do you want any more roses?" I laughed and let go of him embarrassedly. He picked up the rose from the ground and handed it to me. I held it in my arms, full of happiness.He took out a small box of chocolates from his coat pocket, and I coquettishly said, "I have no hands, I can't eat them." He opened the box, picked up one, and put it in my mouth. I squinted my eyes, and with a "uh", it was so sweet that I almost melted it. Seeing my cat-like expression, he laughed: "Let's put the things in your room first, and then go to the American New Year's Eve dinner. I reserved a seat at Top of the Tower, which overlooks the busiest night view of Manhattan." I just nod. Whether it was entering a hotel or getting into a taxi, I kept holding his hand. After getting into the taxi, I asked him, "How do you know what I want are roses and chocolates?" He smiled and said, "Didn't you tell me?" "Me? When?" "Your cell phone ringtone." what!Zhang Shaohan's "It's No Reason to Like You": One heart plus ninety-nine roses is equal to the feeling of love with full marks.Touching is as changeable as comprehensive chocolate, but no matter how you choose, it is always a happy taste. When I had dinner with him before going abroad, I played the phone ringtone for him. Song Yi smiled and said, "I laughed on the phone just now, not because you were vulgar, but because you were really simple." I frowned pretending to be angry, and deliberately asked: "What if I don't want roses and chocolates?" He said: "Then you won't be able to see me until later, I have to prepare again." I leaned on his shoulder and smiled happily. When we arrived at the hotel, the waiter still remembered him and took him to the seat by the window familiarly. Our seat overlooked the mid-street of Manhattan, with red lights under our feet and my loved one beside us. This place is really a paradise on earth. I asked, "Do you often eat here?" "Well, it's very quiet here. Manhattan is a very noisy and crowded city. Only when you sit on a high place will you feel that you are temporarily separated from the outside." The waiter came to us quietly and poured wine for us. He toasted me: "Happy Christmas Eve!" I stared at him and said, "I'm very happy!" On his recommendation, I tried the cod steak with ice wine from Canada. It is said that the taste is wonderful, but I didn't taste it. I just felt that everything I ate was sweet. I kept laughing and laughing. Song Yi was amused by me and laughed, and said softly: "You must be the person who laughed the most in the whole restaurant tonight." After eating, we left hand in hand. When we went out, a man and a woman were about to come in. I hurriedly stepped aside, but the man stopped and looked at Song Yi: "Alex?" Song Yi looked at him with a smile, as if he didn't remember who he was. After a moment, his smile suddenly froze on his face. The man looked at me: "This is your new girlfriend? Don't you want to introduce it to your old friend?" He has young facial features as beautiful as a man in a manga, but his temples are slightly white, making it difficult to tell his real age. His clothes are reserved and low-key, and his smile is very elegant and kind, but I don't know why, I smell danger and don't like him. Song Yi's expression returned to normal, and he said lightly, "Armanda." The man stretched out his hand to me. I thought he was going to shake hands, but I also stretched out his hand to him. Unexpectedly, he took my hand, bent down, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly: "My name is King Takahashi, it's an honor to meet you .” I immediately withdrew my hand, put my back on the back, and rubbed vigorously on my clothes. He should be a person who is very good at perceiving people's hearts. I just made a small move, but he immediately noticed it. He didn't mind it, but was just surprised. Laughed self-deprecatingly. According to his surname, he should be of Japanese descent, but he speaks Chinese without an accent.After chatting with Song Yi for a few more words, he walked into the restaurant with his blonde girlfriend around the waist. Song Yi and I walked to the elevator, Song Yi remained silent, and he was a different person from just now. I didn't want to ask why, but I just held his hand tightly, but he didn't hold me back like before. I could even feel it. He has the desire to hold back. After leaving the restaurant, Song Yi wanted to say something, but his expression was strangely sad. Before he could speak, I said: "Today is Christmas Eve, you have blessed me to be happy." I held his hand trembling slightly. He was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes, today is Christmas Eve. What else do you want to do?" Seeing his smile, my nervousness eased a little. I tilted my head and thought for a while and said, "I want to go skating in Central Park. A long time ago, I saw a movie, and I forgot the name. I remember that a man and a woman fell in love at first sight in a shopping mall on Christmas Eve, and then they went skating in Central Park. The snowflakes were falling, and they danced on the ice. Courage to talk to you. After work, sometimes on winter weekends, I would go to Tsinghua alone, sit by the lotus pond, and watch the boy holding the girl's hand to skate, often sitting for a whole day." Song Yi pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly: "Let's go now." On the ice in Central Park, he held my hand and slid round and round, with the snowflakes flying, I felt that everything was like a dream, too beautiful to be real. When I was tired from skating, he helped me stand in the middle of the crowd, and I said to him: "I really wish I could keep skating in my red shoes and never stop." He asked me to hold his waist with both hands, and led me to slide out again. I almost didn't need to use any strength, just flying with his sliding steps. His speed gradually increased, and I felt as if I was going to fly with the snowflakes.If possible, how I hope he will fly with me forever. Early the next morning, Song Yifei returned to Beijing. I was in the hotel, writing letters on the bed with my notebook in my arms, and the table was occupied by ninety-nine red roses. Thank you for the happiest Christmas I've ever had.Be the first, but hopefully not the last. Twenty hours later, his reply arrived. After you return to Beijing, let's go skating in Tsinghua Lotus Pond. Reading his letter, I opened another bottle of champagne in the hotel.There is still one week to go back to Beijing, and my heart is full of happiness and anticipation. A week later, the rumbling plane flew across the Pacific Ocean and brought me back to Beijing, where I had always dreamed of. Although I heard that the company would arrange someone to pick him up, he never expected that it was Lu Licheng who came to pick him up. Peter and I were dumbfounded, but Lu Licheng remained calm, took the luggage trolley from my hand, and walked out. Peter and I followed him into his Wrangler, and when we piled up our luggage one by one, I was a little thankful that he came to pick us up. His car happened to be not a BMW Audi, but a different kind of Wrangler. Otherwise, Peter and I will each take a taxi. The road from the Beijing airport to the urban area is covered with trees on both sides. The road is spacious and new. It is not the same as the outdated infrastructure in New York. I stared at the friendly scenery outside the window and whispered: "Beijing is better." Peter let out a snort to express his disdain: "Take care of the sandstorm and pollution control first, and let's develop for another 20 years!" Just as I was about to retort, Lu Licheng said, "You two are very energetic. You still have half a day to get off work. Do you want to go back to work?" I shut up immediately, and Peter also changed his face, behaving like a bunny: "If the company needs it, we can go back to the company to make a work report immediately." I glared at Peter, but Peter ignored me and just looked at Lu Licheng inquiringly. "Mike is in Taiwan, and Alex is on a business trip to Singapore. You can tell me something about it now. Finish the work report on the weekend and give it to me on Monday morning." "Song Yi is going on a business trip to Singapore? When did it happen?" The news was so unexpected that I couldn't help asking in surprise. My abnormal reaction finally made Peter turn his gaze from Lu Licheng to me, but Lu Licheng didn't respond. "I... I mean Alex, I... I had some work I wanted to talk to him about." "During his departure, I will be in charge temporarily. If there is any problem, please tell me the same." My full of anticipation and joy dissipated, like a balloon that had been pierced with a hole, and quickly withered down. The exhaustion of flying for more than 20 hours came up, and I leaned on my back and closed my eyes.In my ear, Peter was chattering about the reactions and thoughts of those customers on everything, and I thought to myself, no wonder Song Yi hasn't written to me for several days, it turned out to be too busy. Already falling asleep in a daze, suddenly remembered something, woke up immediately, sat up, and said to Lu Licheng, "Don't take me to the wilderness again." Peter stared wide-eyed, looked at me, then looked at Lu Licheng, I woke up, extremely embarrassed, my face was hot, but Lu Licheng was very calm, and asked lightly: "Did you have a nightmare?" I immediately rolled my ass, "Ah! Yes! I dreamed that a person took me to the wilderness while I was asleep, and pretended to be a ghost to scare me." Peter laughed loudly: "Did you dream about being crazy?" I couldn't help pursing my lips and laughing: "Yes! I dreamed of a psychopath." Stealing a glance at Lu Licheng, he was not angry, but he was also smiling with his mouth pursed. He was looking at me from the rearview mirror, but I felt embarrassed Laugh again and close your eyes. After taking a nap, I woke up a lot, and Peter was able to say that he never stopped along the way, so I could only close my eyes and rest. Peter's house arrived first, and when he got out of the car, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, my ears were finally free from damage, this noisy frog, in the future when he looks for a wife, he needs to find someone who doesn't like to talk. Lu Licheng looked at me from the rearview mirror with a smile in his eyes, as if he guessed that I was slandering Peter.I suppressed my smile and sat upright. This person changes his face faster than turning the pages of a book, so I have to be careful. When the car arrived downstairs at my house, Lu Licheng helped me carry my luggage, and the security guard greeted me: "Miss Su is back? Didn't your boyfriend pick you up?" Lu Licheng, who was walking in front of me, stopped suddenly. I was flustered and sweet, and almost bumped into him, but before I asked him what was going on, he strode away again, and I could only drag him quickly. The luggage followed, talking to the security guard: "I'm back, is my friend here to get the apple?" "It's here, but I just came to take it away a few days ago. Fortunately, it's cold, and it's not broken." The security guards here are very friendly to me. They specially sent us to the elevator entrance and blocked the elevator with their hands so that we could take our luggage in one by one. "thanks!" "no, I'm fine!" When the elevator door closed, I glanced at Lu Licheng with a guilty conscience, but after thinking about it, why am I guilty?I have a boyfriend and it doesn't violate the interests of the company, and he doesn't know that my boyfriend is Song Yi, so he immediately straightened his back. When I got to the door, I said politely and hypocritically, "Thank you so much, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?" In my memory, this is definitely a commonly used polite phrase among us Chinese, and it often does not mean invitation, especially when it is expressed for the first time.Unexpectedly, Lu Licheng actually took it as an invitation. As I walked into the room, I could only find a teapot to boil water to make tea. My house is very small, with a total usable area of ​​less than 40 square meters. Excluding the bathroom and open kitchen, there is only one room, a large bed, a large computer desk with a bookshelf, and a computer chair. There is no sofa or chair. .There was a cashmere rug in front of the bed, and I bought a few soft cushions and threw them on, as both a seat and a cushion. Lu Licheng stood in the middle of the room, looked around, and didn't know where to sit. I handed him the mat, pointed to the carpet, and said embarrassedly: "I can only ask you to learn from the ancients and sit cross-legged on the floor." After the water boiled, I used a cherry wood table holder to hold out the tea set and serve the tea.The tea set is a full set of green mouth porcelain with hand-drawn embryos and hand-painted flowers.He was quite surprised when he saw my tea set, and I smiled triumphantly, saving some of the embarrassment of asking him to sit on the floor just now. While pouring tea for him, I said: "My dad is good at wine, tea, and cigarettes, but he suffered a serious illness a few years ago and was ordered by my mother to quit smoking, and he is not allowed to drink alcohol now. , now there is only one tea left and you can do whatever you want, my tea set was discarded by him, it should be used for drinking black tea, but I only have scented tea here." Lu Licheng picked up the teacup with the saucer attached, took two sips and then put it down, praised: "It's very fragrant." I laughed: "Your posture seems to have been taught how to drink tea." He also laughed: "I used to be a client. He is very good at tea. I often accompany him to spend time in teahouses on weekends. He comes and goes, and knows a little bit." I asked curiously: "You also learned tennis to accompany clients?" "yes!" "basketball?" "That's not true. In college, I often go to play." I asked curiously: "What else do you learn to accompany clients?" "Have you had enough time?" I marveled and said: "You can tell where a person spends his time. I will never envy other people's success in the future." He smiled wryly: "In our business, what we do all day is either to persuade this client to sell his certain property, or to persuade that client to persuade him to buy a certain property. In private, we joked that we are pimps. If you are a customer, you must know a little about eighteen martial arts in order to serve customers happy." People who do corporate restructuring, mergers, acquisitions and listing in investment banks are gold diggers in the eyes of outsiders. I didn't expect such a nickname to exist. I almost laughed out loud. He saw me laughing backwards and forwards, and there seemed to be a faint pity in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, it was not, just a faint smile.I wondered: "Did you just win a big client? Or do you have other schemes? I think you are extra benevolent today, and I feel uncomfortable." He was drinking tea, almost spit out a sip of tea, coughed a few times, and said angrily: "Do you have a tendency to be masochistic? If you really have this habit, I can satisfy it." I quickly shook my hand: "No! Don't! This is fine." I hesitated for a while, pretending to be nonchalant and asked the question I wanted to ask the most in my heart, "How many days will Alex be staying in Singapore?" He lowered his head and took two sips of tea, then slowly put the cup away: "I'll be back in two or three days." I suddenly became happy, and I had to suppress myself, not to be too proud, so as not to show the fox's tail, and hurriedly added tea to him: "You drink tea, you drink tea! This is rose tea, which can calm the mind and sleep, and is good for the skin. " He finished his cup of tea, got up and said goodbye: "You rest! I'm going back." I also stood up and happily saw off the guest. When he arrived at the door, he was a little startled when he saw my smile. He stood at the door, hesitating to speak, I blinked my big eyes and looked at him puzzled, he finally smiled: "You have a good rest." He turned and left. I was scratching my head while closing the door, there is a problem!something wrong!Lu Licheng has a problem!I need to be careful! Decided to take a shower first, then go downstairs to do some shopping, and try not to sleep during the day, otherwise the jet lag will be even more difficult. Soaking in the bathtub, I always feel that things are not going well, I think about it, I think about it, I finally realize it, Malatang!This guy knew that I was going back to Beijing today, but he didn't say hello until now, and after I reported my mother's safety at the airport, before I had time to contact her, Lu Licheng appeared. Wet, tiptoeing, ran out to find the phone, and shrank back into the bathtub quickly. The phone rang for a long time before I heard a sleepy voice: "Hello?" "it's me!" Malatang asked in a daze, "Manman? Where are you? Aren't you in America?" I was furious, and together with my dissatisfaction with her for more than a month, I broke out together and scolded: "I have only been away for more than a month, do you not know who I am? I was killed, and the corpse was abandoned in the wilderness. I'm afraid that the corpse will stink, and no one will miss me, so give me a call." "Grandma, grandma, don't be angry, I... oh! It's a long story, my life is really messed up now, I don't even know what day of the week it is, I forgot that you went back to Beijing today, indeed I was not, I was wrong, I was wrong, next time the leader goes, the little phone will follow him there, and I will treat you to dinner tonight." Malatang's rare soft voice. But I didn't appreciate it: "You'd better tell me one, two, three, four, otherwise, if you stew yourself, I'm not interested." There was a rustling sound on the phone, probably she was looking for a pillow to find a comfortable posture, and planned to have a long chat.I also tidied up the towel under my head, turned on the hot water tap again, lay down comfortably, closed my eyes, and fell asleep. "Manman, I met two men. One is the one I like, and the other is the one that likes me." It really is a long story!My eyes opened immediately, and I quickly turned off the faucet: "Continue." "What's the next step? This is the current result. What do you think can be achieved after more than a month?" "The person you like doesn't like you?" "No, he was very, very, very nice to me." Malatang used three supers in a row, which almost made me feel nauseous. I didn't care to laugh at her, and asked puzzledly: "Since Lang has a lover and concubine, it's a match made in heaven, so what's the trouble? With your ability, send a concubine." People who like you and you don't like are not a piece of cake!" Malatang hesitated and said: "It's not that I don't like it completely, it should be that I don't like it now." Really complicated!I tentatively asked, "How did you know them?" Malatang laughed softly: "One met on a blind date, the person I told you about was introduced by my dad. I didn't have any hope at first. Men are no better than women, and they have no age pressure. How can a normal man need a blind date?" I didn’t expect this person to be very normal. He doesn’t talk much, but he doesn’t make the atmosphere cold. His clothes are neat, but not so neat that you think he is gay. He doesn’t have long nails, he doesn’t mean anything, and he doesn’t change. No way to make me pay the bill, let alone ask me to go for a walk in the park..." A drop of cold sweat on my forehead fell into the bathtub: "Sister, I understand, you didn't meet the best, but you met a rare and normal variety during the blind date." Malatang smiled: "Yes! We feel good about each other. On the second day after the blind date ended, he asked me out to watch a movie. Before watching the movie, we had dinner together, and it felt good. The person I introduced was very repulsive, but this person is really nice. I couldn’t find fault with him even though I felt repulsive. On the contrary, I admired his calm demeanor, so I started dating for real. I think we should be together." "Well, what then?" "And then? Ah! Thanks for the apples." "My apple?" "I... this matter is really a long story, Manman, I have always been secretly in love with someone. Although I dare not compare with your seemingly earth-shattering crush, but it is also very similar to the eight o'clock plot. " "What?!" I stood up from the bathtub, felt cold, and immediately retracted, "When did this happen?" "Long, long, before I knew you." "It's not like your character! Your character should be like him, so you have to say it out loud! If you like him, you have to throw him down!" "The problem is that I don't know who he is at all. I only heard his voice. Who do you want me to tell? Who do you throw at me?" "You mean to say that you have a crush on the voice of someone whose face you've never seen before." "Wrong! I mean, I have a crush on someone, although I have only heard his voice." My heart is like being scratched by ten thousand little monkeys, Malatang is indeed Malatang, even my secret love is so gorgeous, I have to look up from a forty-five degree angle half sad and half bright. "Then what does his voice have to do with my apple?" "You asked me to pick up the apples, but because of some things, I haven't been able to pick them up." "Huh! What are some things? Isn't it just to be with that blind date man! If I didn't leave a message to remind you, you might have forgotten this matter at all." Malatang laughed a few times without denying it: "I met him almost every night at that time, so I never had a chance. I thought if I didn't take it, you came back. When you came back, you still have to expose my skin? It happened one day , He wanted to meet an important client, and he didn’t have time to meet me, so I took a taxi and went straight to your house. It was a moonlit night... I thought your apples were just a plastic bag, but it turned out to be half a box, hey !By the way, where did you get so many apples?" I was fascinated by it, but she dared to change the subject: "Don't talk nonsense, continue!" "It was a night with a moon. The moon was so big and bright that even the neon lights of the city couldn't make it lose its color. When I took a taxi to the downstairs of your house, I saw a man in a black coat from a distance. The man is standing in front of the square of your building, with a black antique street lamp by his side, a pure black lamp post, and glass lampshades carved at the four corners. The light from the street lamp is shining softly on him, and he is half looking up A round of moon hangs high in the black sky, the expression on the face is very gentle and gentle, as if thinking of a lover who is thousands of miles away, even I, the viewer, feel the gentle touch in my heart." Malatang's tone is also very gentle, very gentle, I dare not urge her to continue, let her talk very gently, very gently. "A little flower girl with long braids walked past him and asked him: 'Do you want to buy flowers, sir?' He looked down at the little girl, his expression was so gentle, like water, and then he took the red rose in the little girl's hand I bought all the flowers. You didn’t see the look on his face when he took the flowers, the sadness overflowed from the tenderness one by one, and finally overwhelmed him.” Malatang sighed for a long time, “Such silent sadness, matched with fiery red A rose that breaks the heart of anyone who sees it." It seems that Malatang was really touched by the scene in front of her at that time. Her voice was low and a little confused: "At that time, there was still snow on the ground, black carved lampposts, blurred and soft lights, his whole body Dressed in black, holding a bouquet of fiery red roses, standing alone in the cold wind, the sadness on his face was almost heartbreaking. That scene looked like an oil painting in the Renaissance period. I gave the taxi driver a fifty-fifty bill, and there was no time for him to change." Mala Tang spoke so heart-wrenchingly, I heard it so sadly, I didn't think of oil painting, I thought of a vampire, a handsome vampire who fell in love with a human girl, a desperate love, a bouquet of roses that could never be delivered. "and then?" "Then, I can't just stare at people all the time! So, although I moved every step, I walked into the building to get your apples. You have so many apples that I can't even lift them. I can only hug them. In my arms. When I came out, I saw that man was about to get into a taxi. I was scolding you in my heart for getting me such a pile of apples. I didn’t expect him to see a girl holding a box in my arms. He was very gentlemanly. At that moment, I thought, if anyone is this person's girlfriend, even I have to envy him, he must be good-looking and virtuous." I laughed at her: "You're almost drooling, why didn't you hook up?" Malatang smiled: "I was really tempted and wanted to hook up, but I think the person I'm dating now is not bad, and we can't eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot, so we can only give up." I was nodding frequently, thinking, no!She didn't hook up with anyone, why did she go to such great lengths to tell me about a stranger: "Don't be duplicity! How did you hook up with him?" Malatang laughed twice: "I said 'thank you' to him again and again, and he kept smiling silently. Later, when he closed the door for me, he said 'you're welcome'. My head exploded at that time, and I didn't know Where was I? The taxi had already driven out, but I suddenly yelled: "Go back, go back!" The taxi driver was also anxious, and yelled: "You can't make a U-turn here." I thought I must have gone crazy at that time. Give him all the money in the wallet, beg him, 'Master, you must go back, please, please!' I saw a taxi driving towards him through the rear window, and I burst into tears Come out, crying and shouting, "Master, I will give you another thousand, please turn around." The taxi master must have been frightened by me, he gritted his teeth, "Sure, you sit still." The master punched hard He made a big turn, honked the horn all the way, and returned to the front of the building. At that time, he had already got into the taxi, and the taxi had already started. I was still hit on the ground, and the driver cursed angrily, but he immediately got out of the car and rushed over to help me, asking, 'Are you hurt?'” Malatang stopped, as if waiting for my comment, but I couldn't say a word. After a while, I murmured: "This way of approaching a conversation is too tough like his mother's!" Malatang's speech was heavy and slow: "Manman, he is the one I have been secretly in love with for many years! My mother has always refused to tell me who he is, but I always know, no matter how many years have passed, even if I don't know him I don’t know his name, but as long as I hear his voice, I can recognize him, so I cried and begged the driver to drive the car back. It can be found. If I have never met him, that’s all. I can always think of him as a dream, and he is the person I imagined in my dream. It’s okay, how can I walk the rest of my life as if nothing happened?” I sat in the bathtub foolishly, the water was already cold, but I didn't feel anything.It is estimated that Malatang also foresaw my reaction, so he kept silent and let me digest slowly.After a long time, I don't know what to say in this situation, it's really, really... forgive me, my vocabulary is too poor. After a long silence, I finally said something: "Did you finally give the driver a thousand dollars?" Malatang was silent for a moment, then burst into a roar: "Su Man! You are doing well!" I patted my chest, relieved!It's still my Malatang, the person who was tearing up and screaming in a daze made me feel strange and uneasy. After regaining consciousness, I started to feel cold. With a scream of "Yeah", I stood up from the bathtub. "What happened?" "It's nothing, but I was so fascinated by your storytelling that I didn't realize that the bath water was almost freezing." Malatang smiled with satisfaction, and I said tremblingly, "I have to take a shower first, see you tonight." Under the shower head, I closed my eyes and let the water jet hit my face.麻辣烫的故事半遮半掩，有太多不能明白，比如说，她究竟怎么第一次遇见这个男子的？How could it be possible to hear voices but not see people?Also, hasn't her mother been forcing her to go on blind dates?那么为什么明知道女儿有喜欢的人，却偏偏不肯告诉女儿这个人是谁？如果说这个人是个坏人倒也可以理解，但是只根据麻辣烫的简单描述，就已经可以知道这个人不但不是个坏人，还是很不错的好人。所以，实在不能理解！但是，我们谁都不是刚出生的婴儿，我们已经不再年轻的眼睛背后都有故事，这个年纪的人，谁没有一点半点不想说的秘密呢？我还不想告诉麻辣烫我爸爸得过癌症呢！四年多前，就在我刚和麻辣烫网上聊天的时候，爸爸被查出有胃癌，切除了一半的胃，从那之后，我才知道，我不可以太任性，我们以为最理所当然的拥有其实很容易失去，这才是我真正不敢拒绝家里给我安排相亲的原因。 我一直都觉得那段日子只是一场噩梦，所以我从来不在任何人面前说爸爸有病，也不想任何人用同情安慰的目光看我。 冲完澡出来，还没擦头发，就先给麻辣烫打电话：“是我！亲爱的，我真高兴，如你所说，不是每个人都能有机会和暗恋对象再次相逢。今天晚上，我请你吃饭，为你的桃花开庆祝。” 麻辣烫咯咯地笑着：“可我也犯难呢！这桃花要么不开，一开就开两朵，我喜欢的人，我爸妈不喜欢，我爸妈喜欢的人，我又不算喜欢。唉！真麻烦！”麻辣烫连叹气都透着无边的幸福，显然没把这困难真当一回事情，也许只是她和她的油画王子爱情道路上增加情趣的小点缀。 “什么时候，能见着这位油画中走出的人？” 麻辣烫笑着问：“你的冰山王子如何了？要不要姐姐帮你一把？” “你是往上帮，还是往下帮？” 麻辣烫冷哼一声：“既然不领情，那就自己赶紧搞定，回头我们四个一起吃饭。” 我凝视着镜子中被水气模糊的自己，慢慢地说：“好的，到时候我会让他预备好香槟酒。” 麻辣烫笑说：“那你动作可要快一点。” “再快也赶不上你了。对了，你还没给我讲你的下文呢！他把你撞倒之后呢？”我一边擦头发，一边说。 麻辣烫笑了好一阵子，才柔柔地说：“我们可以算是二见钟情。他把我扶起来后，发现我一只手动不了，就送我去医院，我当时激动得什么都说不出来，只知道另一只手紧紧地抓着他的胳膊，唯恐一个眨眼他就不见了。他一再说'别害怕'，把我的手掰了下来，后来到了医院，办检查手续，我把钱包递给他，说'身份证和银行卡都在里面'。麻烦他帮我填表格、交钱，他盯着我的身份证看了一会儿后，对我很温柔地说：'你有一个很好听的名字。'” 这句话，麻辣烫肯定是模仿着那个人的语气说的，所以很是意蕴深长。我等了半天，电话里都没有声音，“然后呢？” “然后？”麻辣烫有些迷糊，好像还沉醉在那天的相逢中，“然后他就送我回家，我告诉他我很喜欢他，他很震惊，但没立即拒绝，反倒第二天仍来看我，我们就开始甜蜜地交往。”麻辣烫甜蜜蜜地说：“我从小到大都不喜欢我的名字，可现在，我觉得自己的名字真的很好听。'怜霜'、'怜霜'，每天他都这么叫我。” 我打了个哆嗦，肉麻呀！ “你的胳膊怎么样了？要紧吗？” “没事，就是脱臼！当时疼得厉害，接上去就好了。不过，很对不起你，当时一切都乱糟糟的，那个计程车司机看我被撞倒了，估计怕惹麻烦，直接开车跑掉了，所以你的苹果就忘在计程车里了。” 我笑：“没事，没事！冥冥中它的使命已经完成。” 两个人又嘀咕了一些我在美国的所见所闻，约好晚上一起吃饭时再详细聊。 晚上，我却没和麻辣烫共进晚餐，老妈传召我回家，我给麻辣烫打电话取消约会，麻辣烫向来知道我对父母“有求必应”，早已经习惯，骂都懒得骂我，只让我记住要请她吃两次饭。 老妈看到我时，表情很哀怨：“回到北京，一个电话后就没影了，你爸和我两个人守着屋子大眼对小眼，养个女儿有什么用？我们真要有个什么事情，连个关心的人都没有。” 虽然口气听着有些熟悉，但不影响我的愧疚感，帮着老妈又是洗菜，又是切菜，本来还打算晚饭后陪他们一起看电视，结果老妈碗一推，急匆匆地说：“我得去跳舞了，要不是蔓蔓今天回来，我们早吃完饭了。”拿着把扇子，一段红绸子，很快就没了人影。 老爸慢吞吞地说：“你妈最近迷上扭秧歌了。” 那好，我就陪爸爸吧！收拾好碗筷，擦干净灶台，从厨房出来，看老爸拿着紫砂壶，背着双手往楼下走：“我和人约好去下棋，你自己玩，年轻人要多交朋友，不要老是在家里闷着。” 我坐在沙发上，对着客厅的墙壁发了会儿呆，开始一个人看电视，究竟是谁守着个空屋子？我还连个大眼对小眼的人都没有，只有一台旧电视。 四川台在重播《武林外传》，老板娘对小白说：“你是最佳的演技派！”小白不答应：“骂人哪！我是偶像派！”已经看过两遍，我仍是爆笑了出来，可是笑着笑着，却觉得嗓子发干，眼睛发涩。 手机一直放在触手可及的距离，却一直没有响过，邮箱里也一直没有信，他在新加坡一定很忙吧！must!