One Saturday at the end of August, Ji Ran and I each occupied a sofa, I swiped my phone and he was reading, suddenly the doorbell rang, and I kicked him with my toes: "Go and open the door." ”

He glared at me, reluctantly got up and went downstairs.

When he came up again, he was holding a package in his hand: "When did you come out with a new book, why don't I know?" Who is the choreographer this time? ”

I took the package, and the sender on the courier note showed that it was from a publishing house.

"It's not my book." I told Ji Ran.

I returned to my room with the package, opened the computer and logged in to QQ to inform the publisher that the editorial sample had been received, and the editor replied that the book would be on the shelves of various bookstores in a few days.

"It's a pity she didn't wait." The editor sighed.

I typed in the dialog, "No, she expected that." ”

After thinking about it, she still deleted this sentence and only sent an expression - her affairs should not have been for outsiders in the first place.

She is the famous stage actress He Jialan, and I interviewed her a year ago, when she was writing this book about dance, and at the end of the interview, she said to me, "If I have misfortune before this book is published, then please help me get this book out." ”

I thought she was joking, but soon after the interview, she sent a power of attorney, solemnly signed and stamped, and I took the legally valid power of attorney and called her to ask if anyone was threatening her personal safety, or if she felt that she had no love, but she denied it one by one and did not want to see me again.

Five months later, she sent the full manuscript of the book, and a month after she finished it, she died at her former home in Africa, where the police determined that it was either homicide, suicide, or an accidental death. When I learned about her unexpected death on the news, I was chilled all over my body at that moment, and I realized that people really had a premonition of imminent death.

I handed over the complete manuscript to a publisher I knew well, and the publisher didn't publish a reference book, but for the sake of He Jialan's fame and posthumous work, I still took it, and now, it has finally been published.

A few days later, I went to the bookstore closest to my house, it was the weekend, and the bookstore was full of people reading and buying books, and the front door of reference books was full. The editor once asked me if I wanted to give the book a grand promotion, after all, He Jialan's posthumous work is a resounding name, but I shook my head and refused.

In this case, I also asked He Jialan, and she said that people who are destined will always see it, and there is no need to force everything.

But in this world, rich people are everywhere, where can they find destined people? I sighed, but saw a familiar figure walk into the bookstore.

It is him, He Jialan's ex-boyfriend, the famous stage director Zhang Yong'an.

The last time I saw him was more than a year ago, when his stage play was performed.

Zhang Yong'an is known as a ghost talent, and he is well-known in the field of stage plays, and even He Jialan is also popular with his hands, but in recent years, the entertainment methods have gradually diversified, and the traditional art of stage plays has been impacted, and he has been seriously injured to seek change, but he has become more and more ignorant, before last year, because of a failed stage play, Zhang Yong'an has been questioned by the outside world for two years.

In the stage play a year ago, the gimmick was that He Jialan made a comeback and farewell work.

He Jialan left the stage as early as thirty years ago, I was not born at that time, I have only seen her style in the video materials, I have admired her for a long time, and when I heard the news of her comeback, I cheered, and immediately pulled Ji Ran to the stage.

The performance was a great success, and I asked her to be interviewed, but she was refused, and the staff told me that she had rushed back to Ghana overnight and did not even attend the celebration.

I was determined to interview her, so I bought a plane ticket to fly to Ghana.

A year later, I still remember her home in Ghana, and what impressed me the most was the row of hourglasses placed on the long balcony, so many and so many hourglasses, and the fine sand in it glittered like gold in the sun, which reminded me of Ghana's nickname - Gold Coast.

I still remember the first thing I asked her was, "Why did Miss He choose to settle in Ghana?" ”

And she replied to me: "I have known Ghana for 46 years, as long as I have known Zhang Yong'an. ”