回复之后,林岚没有再说话。吴葳不知道她是不是又生气了,但是他并没有时间去多想。从北京office transfer 到悉尼之后,虽然基本上不用加班,但是朝九晚五点半之间的工作时间还是蛮紧凑的。以前在北京他直接面对用户,工作做好之余,跟客户交了朋友,时间上的自由度很大。调到悉尼之后,只做客户开出的case,在机器面前搞定就可以。可是经常会遇到用户设的priority较高,状况又不是给得很清楚的情况,所以上班时间的压力还是挺大的。
开了一个电话会议,一看表,已经6:05。想来林岚不会来接他了,便收拾东西,准备坐公车回家。
"Hey, Wuei. Your wife just called several times on your mobile phone when you were at the meeting. I took it for you cause I'm afraid that something's going wrong and it seems ok. Just let you know. " 旁边座位的Albert 跟他说。
"Oh really? thanks. Sorry I left it on the table."
"我晚上上课,桌上有做好的菜,你们俩自己吃吧,我吃过了,一会儿就走。" 林岚一边说,一边上楼换衣服。她报了Mosman Community College的写作课,希望在这里的生活不是那么毫无长进。她翻出了一条几年前的宝石蓝色的裙子,配上白色珍珠项链和深蓝鱼嘴高跟鞋。在镜子前照照,觉得可能太隆重,尤其在这个以轻松休闲著称的城市。于是又换回白色T-shirt,浅蓝色牛仔裤和白色匡威鞋。嗯,just perfect and will not be too much.
上课在Spit junction的一座两层的小楼里。经过了几个教室, 有人在学吉它,有人在学演讲。林岚看到一个门上贴着"Creative Writting"的字条,便推开门进去。一位白胡子大肚子的老头转过头来大声跟她 say "Hi", 然后跟了句"You must be Lan, aren't you?"
林岚有点不好意思地跟教室里其他人say "Hello", 一边问"How did you know?".
"Because you seem to be the only one here would have a surname like Lin."
"er, sounds true. Nice to meet you." 林岚一边回答一边找了一个边上的座位坐下。
''当那扇门突然打开的时候,我看见了她。那是一个秋末冬初的薄暮,她走进地铁入口,站在巴黎地下昏暗的地铁站台上。暗沉的铁轨橫铺在眼前的垇槽中,空气清冷,气息陈旧。她环顾四周,看到广告牌上的一张电影广告:故宫的一角,矗立在落日橘红的余晖中。一个小男孩拉小提琴的黑色侧面剪影凸显在画面里,是一部中国电影《和你在一起》的广告。很中国的调子,她突然之间感到一阵不可遏止怀念...... 她喜欢巴黎,喜欢塞纳河畔清晨的浅淡雾气,喜欢香榭丽舍大街上穿高跟鞋涂暗红色口红的女人,喜欢弥漫咖啡浓香的小街巷,喜欢pain de chocola et cafe au lait...... 可是,她还是觉得自己,在这里,只是陌生人......"
Sean听得十分仔细。结束后,说了一句:"很好,希望你继续将它写下去。"
离开时,正好在门边的Michael替她打开门,一边做一个"After you"的手势,一边说"You're really a very good writer."
"Turnaround,
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely
and you're never coming around;
Turnaround,
Every now and then I get a little bit tired
of listening to the sound of my tears;
Turnaround,
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous
that the best of all the years have gone by;
Turnaround,
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified
and then I see the look in your eyes;
......."