Heather directly ignored Derek's question and changed the subject, "By the way, you're going to attend the Grammys, right?"

Lan Li could see Heather's eyes full of anticipation, so he ignored Derek who was about to speak next to him, and nodded with a smile in affirmation, "As a visitor." ”

Immediately, Heather's eyes showed a radiance of envy, and there was a faint surge of anticipation. Lan Li had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said, "How about it, do you want to attend together?" ”

On the red carpet, it is official practice for every guest to bring a relative, partner or friend to attend. Lan Li remembered that Heather missed the audition for "American Idol", and maybe she would be happy to go to the Grammys to see it. It was just a fleeting thought, Lan Li didn't think about it carefully, and blurted it out.

"Really?" Heather couldn't help but get excited, her voice distorted, and she even sat up straight. This let Lan Li know that he had made the right choice, "And Annie and Alex! Before you came over, these two little guys were still chattering, can we be together? Is it really possible? Won't it affect you? Won't the Grammys be angry? Won't the media blame you?"

Lan Li smiled dumbly, "No, of course not. He nodded in the affirmative again, and then caught Derek's threatening gaze in the corner of his eye, and then realized that just like inviting a girl to a graduation ceremony, it was necessary to obtain not only the consent of the person concerned, but also the approval of the person's parents that night.

So, Lan Li looked at Derek with a smile, "The premise is that your parents are okay." ”

Derek crossed his hands over his chest and snorted, not intending to respond.

Lan Li couldn't help but nodded, "It's not too early now." Tonight, you can rest well, and we can talk about it slowly with two days left before the awards ceremony. Dreams, you can wait a little longer, today one has come true, and that's enough. ”

"Hmm!" Heather nodded in affirmation.

Lan Li didn't linger any longer, nodded politely, "Derek! Ellie!" and turned to leave. Leaving the ward, before the door closed, Derek could be vaguely heard anxiously asking, "What the hell was going on? What essay? Which song? Why is there a secret word between you, but I don't know ......?"

The words that followed, along with the closing of the door, were completely cut off and left behind. From a father's care for his daughter, always. The smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

It was close to midnight, and when I left Mount Sinai Hospital, the cold wave seemed to calm down a little, and the empty and spacious streets seemed to make the tall buildings on both sides seem taller and farther away, and the chessboard-like sky became incomparably wider, as if the whole universe was presented in front of me.

In the cold wind, Nathan Preece and Roy Lockley still did not leave, waiting in the lobby on the first floor, and after seeing Lan Li, they drove Lan Li back to the apartment, and the two left together.

When I got home, I took a hot bath, the cold and exhaustion gradually dissipated, and the whole person relaxed a little, but sitting on the sofa in the hall, I didn't feel sleepy at all. It's not a regular occurrence for Lan Li, and sleeping is always one of his favorite pastimes, but not tonight.

Originally, Lan Li thought of going upstairs to find Matthew Dunlop, and the two of them played a game of chess, which was a recommended pastime on a cold and snowy night, but then I remembered that because of his work, Matthew was now in London, and when Lan Li was in Berlin before, the two of them were still talking on the phone.

So, Lan Li simply cleaned up, took two books from the bookshelf, and then left the apartment again with earplugs and listening to music. Walking along the streets in the night wind, but two streets away, my feet were already frozen, and the temperature dropped a little harder, even worse than the winter in London.

One of the great things about living in New York is that you can always find 24-hour establishments close to the neighborhood, including supermarkets.

The supermarket at midnight always seems particularly quiet, but it is not all quiet. In sight, you can still see the sparse and sparse customers coming and going, pushing carts, walking alone and dejectedly, unsure whether they really have something to buy or are looking for a place to wander around the middle of the night in the huge city.

Like a zombie in "The Walking Dead".

Lan Li didn't know why he liked to stay in the corner of the supermarket, in his previous life, he was keen on it, he always liked the life of the supermarket more than the coffee house and the library, even if it was occasionally interrupted by people inadvertently, everything seemed so real.

After entering the supermarket, Lan Li did not rush to find a corner and sit down, but pushed the cart and began to shop for items slowly, but in fact, he never knew what he needed, nor what was missing in the refrigerator, he just wandered aimlessly.

Occasionally, she would stop and pick up an item and read the instructions with relish, occasionally pass by the fresh food section and watch the staff cleaning the counter - these fresh goods must be stored away that day, not outside, and occasionally she would watch a housewife compare prices and ingredients with two brands of detergent, although Lan Li didn't know why she chose to go out shopping at midnight.

Such a slice of life can always calm down Lan Li's irritability. Whether it is as a journalist in the previous life or as an actor in this life, observing life is always a particularly interesting thing, which can temporarily stop Lan Li's footsteps and capture the life of others.

The same move, done in a coffee shop, is full of imagination and petty bourgeoisie, but when executed in a supermarket, the whole feeling seems a little weird. However, everyone has some quirks, perhaps, this is Lan Li's own quirks, unexplained quirks.

After swaying around the two major circles, the cart was still empty, but Lan Li found his corner in the cleaning supplies counter, sat down cross-legged in front of a large pile of tide laundry detergent, and then took out the two books he carried out from his backpack, simply flipped through the cover, and smiled dumbly.

The two books were drawn at random, one by the British writer Ken-Follett, published in 2009 by Ken-Follett, and the other by the late American writer John-illiams, written in 1965.

I really don't know how to describe such a combination. The former is a pseudo-classical, which puts real and fictional characters in history together to construct a fictional thriller, while the latter is a philosophical life, published for nearly half a century, and still has not been recognized by the world, but in fact, it is a wonderful and poetic popular literature.

After Matthew's arrangement, the bookshelves were arranged in strict alphabetical order, so that Lan Li lost his judgment on the location of the books, and the combination of the two books he pulled out at random was a little weird. However, this is also the meaning of the "handy" of the blue ceremony.

Putting "The Endless World" in his hand for the time being, he began to flip through "Stoner", the book, which he hurriedly read, and kept thinking about reading it a second time, but he never could start.

Before college, reading was an important part of life, and I had to spare a few hours to read almost every day, but after I came to New York, my busy life squeezed my reading time.

On the shelves, Matthew regularly replenished his books, but he flipped through too little. Europeans always say that Americans read too little, have no substance, and have no sublimation. Now Lan Li finally has an intuitive experience.

Reading is a magical thing, as long as you are willing to really calm down and enter the world of words, you can open another window and peek into a different world. In fact, this is true of every kind of art, film, music, painting, opera, dance, etc., and literature is no exception.

Unconsciously, Lan Li entered the world built by John Williams, until the cart next to him moved slightly, hitting his knee, reflexively, he raised his head, and then saw a petite girl with a peaked cap, because of the backlight, she couldn't see her facial features clearly, but she could vaguely see her wrinkled cheeks, and she was careful, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The girl lowered her voice and said in a panic.

Lan Li was wearing earplugs, and she couldn't hear clearly at all, but she could still make a judgment with a vague mouth shape, "It's okay." He also replied in a low voice, then reached out and moved the cart slightly, clearing the entire passage as much as possible.

The girl nodded politely, "Thank you." Then he pushed his full cart and walked slowly forward, but his steps were not in a hurry, but he stood in front of the shelves and began to look slowly, looking like he was about to buy cleaning supplies.

Lan Li realized that he might be blocking the shelf, so he stood up, took off his earbuds, and prepared to get out of the way and go to the other side. This action made the girl even more sorry, "It's okay, I just need a bucket of laundry detergent." Soon it will be fine. ”

Lan Li didn't speak, just pursed his lips and smiled, then sat down cross-legged across from him, let go of the entire laundry detergent shelf, and then, put on the earbuds again, opened the book, and continued to read.

Inadvertently, with a slight upward movement of her gaze, Lan Li saw a figure diagonally in front of her: she also sat cross-legged, with several different brands of laundry detergent in front of her, looking at them quietly, as if she was looking at a matryoshka doll, trying to figure out the mystery - except for the size (brand), they were all exactly the same.

The smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and then pursed the corners of her mouth and took off the earbuds, "Need a little help?"

"Oh, that couldn't be better. The woman in front of her nodded as a matter of course, took off the earbuds, raised her head, and the next second, the woman couldn't help but be stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes;