Chapter 682: Sha Tin
(a)
During the days when I volunteered to restore the murals, I went to Hong Kong with the teachers of the project team to attend an annual meeting of the archaeological community. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info I'm not an official conference delegate, just going as a teacher's assistant.
Towards the end of the Annual Meeting, I was absent from an unimportant agenda. I went to Sha Tin alone to watch the horse races.
I've always loved horse racing. It's not the betting component that I like, it's the beautiful horses themselves.
It's been a long time since I've seen an Arabian horse. When I saw a maroon Arabian horse on the horse farm, I was immediately attracted by its silky, flame-like skin.
I didn't even think about it, so I made a bet on it. Then a few minutes later, I won. The color I won made the people around me stunned.
Then, I left with a lot of windfall and just as much old sadness. I left and wandered the streets of the city. I don't want to go back to the meeting, and I don't want to go back to the hotel for the dinner that night.
So, I wore a trench coat and walked around the shops on the street. I've walked through one place after another selling branded clothing, selling handbags, selling jewelry, selling watches, selling perfumes, selling electrical appliances, selling cosmetics, selling music and movies. I felt an emptiness inside.
Every time I walked through a place, I had an extra bag in my hand, and I had more and more bags in my hand. There are too many of them for me to handle. Actually, everything in them wasn't what I wanted. I just wanted to buy it because it felt too empty in time. I bought it like I bought heavy armor.
As I stepped down from a walking elevator, all of a sudden my bag fell to the ground.
As I leaned over to pick them up, I saw a Tartar beauty whirling and dancing in the snowflakes on the opposite wall. I looked at the poster and froze for a moment. The beauty on the poster is the daughter of a Russian oil tycoon at the time, a popular singer in the country, and I love her new album "Winter".
Just as I was in a daze, a woman next to me said to me, "Do you want to help?" ā
I said, "Thank you." ā
Then she came and helped me pick up all the bags.
She stopped as she folded some of the bags and handed them back to me.
Again, I said, "Thank you." Then I took the bag from her. But I found that she was clutching the bags so tightly that I couldn't get them.
I couldn't help but look up at her. After I finished reading it, I also stopped.
We just looked at each other for a moment in front of that huge light poster.
Then her hands trembled. Her lips quivered. She said incredulously, "Heart? Is that you? Oh my God, you've grown so big, you're a real woman now. ā
There were tears in my eyes, too. With tears in my eyes, I nodded and said, "It's me." Sister Wenli! ā
The paper bags rattled again and fell to the ground again. A lot of gorgeous packaging fell out of it.
(b)
We sat down in a hotel coffee bar. Lots of bags piled up next to us like a hill.
Liu Wenli said: "I didn't expect to meet you here. ā
I said, "yes." The world is really small. In the blink of an eye, you have come to settle in Hong Kong for so many years. ā
Liu Wenli said: "How long have you been in Hong Kong? ā
I said, "Four days, I'll be back next week." ā
I said, "What about you?" They don't contact us anymore after they came here. Are you okay with your life? ā
Liu Wenli said: "It's hard to say. ā
That day, in that coffee bar, Liu Wenli told me about her life after we said goodbye.
After you died, Sister Wenli and I never saw each other again, and we didn't want to see each other again for the same reason, so we were separated.
I heard that not long after your funeral, Liu Wenli got married in a hurry. She married a very wealthy Hong Kong bald man, and then followed him out of the city where we lived. She never went back after she left. Her wedding was a sensation at the time, and it was published in the newspapers of Hong Kong. Her family is proud of this. However, I haven't heard anything about her since.
Now I know that when she finally settled in Hong Kong, she was not happy. The man she married was not only old, but also not very good to her. In addition, she found that she had to deal with her husband's other women, as well as their children. She got into an argument with her husband because of this. The dispute ended with one of her hospitalizations.
After she was hospitalized, the police called her. But after thinking about it, she decided to give up her legal rights. After negotiations, she received a settling-in fee and regained her freedom.
Since then, she has been adrift in the city alone.
She now has a small trading company on her own, and her life is okay.
She was always single and she said she would never marry again. She said that when you are lonely, just find a random man to sleep with. She said that would be enough.
She is still as beautiful as she used to be, and she still dresses and tastes like she used to. But she's no longer young. Her countenance has many years of wind and frost.
She finished talking about her situation and then asked me about it.
When I finished, she said, "You're not married yet." ā
I shook my head and said, "Not yet." ā
She said: "I know that whether you marry or not, you will not fall in love with others." ā
(c)
That day, our conversation finally got to you. In fact, we were able to sit together because of you. So, no matter how much we didn't want to talk about you, we ended up talking about you.
After we talked a few words, we all felt like crying. But we're all no longer girls. So, we didn't cry in the end.
We drank bitter coffee together and stopped talking.
After a while, Liu Wenli asked me, "Xinxin, why weren't you jealous in the first place?" ā
She said, "I've always wanted to ask you that. ā
She said, "How can you not be jealous when you see a woman who is more suitable for him than you are?" ā
I said, "You're not jealous." You're doing better than I am. ā
Liu Wenli laughed. "That's different," she said. I just know how to act, but I just keep the jealousy in my heart. But you, you're not acting. You don't have that kind of feeling in your heart. ā
She said, "Tell me, how did you do that?" ā
I said, "I don't know why that's happening." I just wish there were more people who loved him. Every time I see more people loving him, I feel safer in my heart. ā
(iv)
That day, before we parted, I said to Liu Wenli: "Thank you for loving him and helping us back then." ā
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a little tear in her eyes.
I said, "Thank you even more for loving him back then, but you only showed a little bit of love for him." ā
Liu Wenli said to me: "Heart." If there is one person in this world who understands the pain in your heart, that person is almost me. ā
She said: "After so many years, forget about him and live again." ā
I said, "I won't forget him." I will love him for the rest of my life. Loved him all the rest of his life. ā
She said, "In this way, then I will bless you, no regrets in this life, heart." ā
I said, "I bless you too, and I hope you can always live the life you want to live." ā
(5)
Sister Wenli later got married again. The man I was looking for this time was younger than her age and didn't have much money.
She sent me an invitation to the wedding, but I didn't attend, so I just asked someone to give her a generous gift.
I heard that she married very well this time, and the man has always been good to her, and he can help her in business.
I told Kaohsiung about the chance encounter in Sha Tin, and Kaohsiung secretly helped her company until he had an accident.
Now, Sister Wenli is still living in Hong Kong, and she and her husband have no children.
Did she find the happiness she wanted? (To be continued.) )