Wandering alone on a street in Queens, I received a call from Anderson, who was already in Alaska by the time. He was obviously drunk, and he said a lot of things that didn't match him. He told me that the aurora was beautiful, and he said I was beautiful too, but he didn't like it. The reason why he went to the bar to talk and pretended to be a master of love was just to break up with his girlfriend.

He was visibly sad because I heard the sound of liquid pouring down and the sound of Adam's apple rolling.

"Don't drink it." I say.

"I'm so sad hua. I was so happy with her at UCLA, we surfed together, we learned calculus together, but she still broke up with me......"

Anderson chattered on the phone for more than two hours until the phone was automatically shut down for arrears.

People who drink and spit out the truth always show a vulnerable side. When I chatted with him for the first time, I thought it was an old man, but now I realized that he was all pretending. Revealing his true nature, he is just a typical good child who is conscientious and has been listening to his family.

The next morning he called me to apologize, and I said no, you just drank too much.

We started getting along like normal friends. He asked me what I wanted for the New Year's and he brought it to me. I thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to want, I didn't want a postcard, I didn't want a fridge magnet, and finally I asked him if he could take a picture of the Alaskan sunset for me.

"That's it?"

"That's all."

That's it.

When Anderson came back, he showed me the picture, and I hung it next to the mirror on the dressing table, so that I could see it every day when I got up and put my eyebrows on.

"Hua, I want to leave New York." "I don't like it at all," he said. I love the California sunshine and the life of hugging a surfboard. ”

"Then you can go back." I replied simply.

"But my career is here. Even though I've only been working for a year, I love the job my father has given me. ”

"Then if your mother arranges a blind date for you to have a relationship with a girl she likes, are you willing?"

"I ...... You can try. ”

I gave him a blank look, "Mommy boy." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Go Google it yourself."

He actually went, looked at the phone screen and protested to me, "Hua, I'm not!" ”

"Got it." I replied perfunctorily.

"Do you have any plans for New Year's Eve in the evening?"

"Lie at home and sleep."

"I have a party with my college classmates, are you coming?"

"No, no."

I didn't want to meet his friends, I didn't want to meet a lot of people.

"If you have time, we can go to Manhattan together, and I want to go for a walk in Central Park."

"It's so cold and scattered." He spat softly.

"You have to take care of it." I kicked him.

He touched the place where his ankle had been pointed, and he hummed and accused me of abusing him.

But we did make an appointment to go to Manhattan at the beginning of the new year, and he was a tour guide to show me around the crowded attractions.

I drove from Flushing, and I liked Paul Oster, so I took a long detour to get a glimpse of Brooklyn in the sun. As the car crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, the shadow of the bridge hit me in the face through the transparent window. I saw the blue-green Statue of Liberty, just like I saw when I flew to New York.

I wore a high ponytail and my hair had faded to a blonde orange color. Changed into a pair of white wide-leg pants newly bought in a department store, and the upper body was a long red, pink, black and white plaid coat, and the shoes were red gold martin boots.

Anderson greeted me at the corner of the street, and I walked over and hugged him, "Good morning." ”

"Good morning." He said pleasing to the eye, "You're wearing what you are wearing today." ”

"Thank you. Where are we going first? ”

"Empire State Building." "People should stand on high and see things," he said. ”

"Hahahaha." I was amused by his sudden seriousness.

We spent fifty-four dollars in the Empire State Building, and the 102nd floor became the tallest floor I've ever been to. When Anderson paid for it, he was very happy to pay the money, and when he handed the money to the staff, I quickly blocked it, he was puzzled, and I said, "Lady first, good brother, let me come." ”

The staff laughed when they heard me call him 'little brother', but I took it as fun to tease him. Then he said even more triumphantly, "Let's go, little brother." ”

He didn't refuse me to pay for it, and I was really afraid that the behavior of the elders in China who came and went during the holidays would happen to me, and it would be too embarrassing.

He was deliberately angry and didn't talk to me, leaning against the window alone to take pictures, I ignored his fake emotions, and after a while he came to me on his own.

"Hua, there's a binoculars over there, can you take a look?"

I went over, but I was a little confused: "I'm not very good at playing with these things." ”

"Then I'll do it." I switched places with Anderson, and he stood in front of the binoculars.

"Can you see anything?"

"Well...... It's not dark yet, and you can't see the stars......"

"Okay!"

I was touched by his innocence and began to laugh at him,

"People should stand on high and see things." I muttered to him, and then replied, "Instead of standing at the highest point of morality." ”

Anderson was surprised and exclaimed, "Sometimes I wish I were Lawrence Bullock and kept running. ”

"Eight hundred ways to exercise, a great idea."

He laughed.

"Do you know which month I hate the most?"

"January?"

"Why January?"

"Because it's cold."

"It's not. What I hate the most is April, it's the sad month of the year. ”

I knew he didn't understand, so I explained to his confusion, "April is the saddest month, the end of winter and the new year are intertwined, and people's stories, experiences, and plans become blank, and there is a wasteland everywhere, mixed with desire and struggle. ”

"Is this poetry?."

"It's Eliot's poem, and I'll briefly repeat it." I said, "You forgot, I studied in London." ”

"Okay. I don't know too many English poets, and I love Kerouac. ”

"Paul Oster is not bad, either."

"Do you like Paul Auster too?"

"Of course. There is nothing more important in life than releasing the bladder. ”

We had a very speculative conversation and laughed.

The elevator was still crowded, and after exiting the Empire State Building gates, I gulped in the air outside that mixed with the smell of car exhaust and food.

"Little brother, where are we going next?" I couldn't help but tease him again.

He quickly got used to my style and said, "Museum." ”

"Metropolis?"

"Yes."

I smiled helplessly and asked him, "You don't really plan to take me one attraction after another, do you?!" ”

When my little brother heard my complaints, his mouth was open for a long time without making a sound.

"So where do you want to go? Broadway? ”

"Yes, but do you still have tickets?"

We didn't get tickets to Broadway, and Anderson didn't want to really show me around where to visit, so he asked me to choose where to go next, and he stayed with me.

We had dinner early, and after the meal, I ate a vanilla-flavored ice cream with him to Downtown New York. At this time there were black people performing acrobatics in Union Square, an old man who was fighting with each other, and the older one was beating gongs and drums, and when the passers-by were watching the excitement, he took out a round iron bucket, and the cheers were instantly halved.

Such a scene is like watching "Huanzhu Gege" when I was a child, Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei lived in the folk in order to save their lives, making up a pitiful life experience and making a living by performing arts. Spectators always like to watch greedily, and when the begging bowl is brought to the end of the bowl, they will immediately show a set of indifferent postures and leave the scene.

I stood in front of them, hazy in front of my eyes, and when my thoughts flew back, their show was over.

In such a large iron bucket, there is little money, and any coin can be tossed to make a crisp steel hammer sound. I crouched down, pulled five dollars out of my pocket, and placed it in a round iron bucket, small but enough for a simple meal.

When I got up, a black man who had been performing acrobatics a few minutes ago wiped the sweat from his face and said to me, "Thank you." ”

His lips and nose were covered with beads of sweat, and his lips were dry and peeling. He spoke English, and I could hear it clearly; His eyes were full of gratitude, and I could see it clearly.

I smiled at him, tightened my coat, and left the place with the grace of an upper-class person.

Anderson didn't say a word next to me, and he didn't say a word for a long time. The setting sun hit us in the face, and the ice cream ran out, empty-handed.

"Why don't you speak?" I asked him deliberately.

"I thought you were in a bad mood."

I sighed, stopped, and turned to face Anderson, "Anderson, you asked me out today. ”

He was a little confused, stammering, and scratching the back of his head, a movement that has become a classic when he is nervous.

"Okay, so shall we go to the movies?"

"Whatever."

The movie wasn't good, and I fell asleep just ten minutes after it came on. In the evening, Anderson took me all the way to my doorstep, and when I said goodbye to him, I apologized to him for throwing a tantrum at him in Union Square, and he said he was okay and asked me, "Hua, do you like waterfalls?" ”

I didn't understand what he meant.

"Waterfall." He said, feeling something was wrong, and added, "Niagara Falls, my friends want to go there, do you want to come with me?" ”

"When?"

"Next weekend."

"I'm looking for a job, I'm sorry."

"Can't you tune it up?"

I shook my head, "Visa." ”

He was a little disappointed, and the original smile on his face dissipated, "Okay. That, good night. ”

"Good night." I said, adding, "Little brother." ”

"Hey!" He seemed to be in a real hurry this time, "Please don't scream anymore, you'll be laughed at!" ”

I let out a bright laugh and turned my back to him and went back to the house.

The yard was quiet, and when I turned on the lights from the entrance of the hallway, a very soft voice came from between the hallways, and Brooks called me. He walked up to me with a smile and asked, "I heard your laughter from afar, did today's date go well?" ”

"Not bad. I found Anderson to be an interesting guy. ”

As I said this, I remembered the daytime when I called him 'little brother' a minute earlier, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Looks like you're having a great day."

"Yes."

Brooks patted me on the shoulder and went back to his room.

My heart is like floating on catkins at the moment, surrounded by a warm, pure mass, very light, very relaxed.