好久以来的第一次. 当初的结束其实没有故意的意思, 可是心里一赌, 就再也没有写出来. 觉得我是不是有必要再一次记得自己的过往, 以此鞭策自己过有责任有意义的生活.

2005年南半球的初春遇到的那个人终于成为过去了. 我不知道如何表达我的哀伤或不哀伤. 最奇怪的是他还有可能以另一种方式来到我北京的生活里. 这么久的空白, 有必要记下我这空白里面有颜色的人和事.

故事1: 在那个叫世界的酒吧, R.A.H.. 大家和他自己都更喜欢A.H.. 原谅我不能写出他的全名. 我要保护自己也保护有些人.

那场世界杯的比赛在他家, 他们弄了个投影机. 结果信号接口不好我们在邻居家看到了英格兰的惨烈. 我们在沙发上亲吻了蜷缩了睡去. 我会一直记得那一天. 第二天Oli在我们的世界上班时大肆偷笑着说, 昨天我不知道是不是做了一个梦, 梦里他俩腻上了.  

那个可以爬上屋顶的3层. 好可惜没有拍下那张我一直想拍的照片, 夕阳下看得到海的楼顶, 我们亲吻的剪影. 记得好像不远处还有一串彩色的气球.  

他说我们玩个游戏吧, 工作的时候在各个地方亲吻可是不能被大家看到. "I'll see you at table 22." 暗笑. 那张大方柱子后边面河的小桌. 悄悄走进洗手间没有等到他他去晚了又没有找到我的不成.  

我们在他那时没有了热水的公寓想泡个热水澡, 动用了全家的容器烧水, 轮换着倒进浴缸, 满怀欣喜地坐进去发现, 原来浴缸的塞根本塞不好. 笑了.  

他无家可归后我们都住在我的公寓里. 他在隔壁房. 至于为什么要假装隔壁, 故事很长.  

我们一起去下边街上的药店, 他伤了鼻子我伤了脚, 撞到彼此惊叫. 那时出门的时候, 一起快要迟到, 一起捉狂地抓着对方的药膏和消炎药问我的在哪里. 赶电车的时候, 我跑不动很痛. 他抱起我的腿飞奔, 说是背香蕉的时候就是这个姿势最好.  

我走之前3天他陪我去献血. 我曾经有个想法觉得在每个所到的国家留下我的热血是个很有型的事情. 后来发现那样我会短期内失血过多而死. 那一次我竟然被每个手臂扎了一个针眼后没有把血给出去. 同一天, 我们闹翻了. 

我走的时候, 他送给我我一直觊觎的他旧公寓里那张原来是他收集来的杂志上的小画. "Love hurts. Got ya." 可是那副我那么爱的小画因为不是我的原因丢了. 就是在因为他去的泰国. 什么记录都没有了.  

那时要去的泰国, 很大程度上因为他近期有计划去. 结果我们还是错过了. 他一如既往地拖延了该发生的事情. 给他买了绿色的t恤, 他喜欢绿色. 可是现在我也没有办法寄出去给一直在路上的他.  

这个比我大3年3天的人. 给了我这个我整天念叨着想弄成电影的短语. 我们都是同一个星座的典型代表. 甚至拥抱的身体都不用适应地可以那么正好地镶嵌, 一直睡到天亮不分开. 初识时我们一起上那个到关门的夜班, 擦着一桶放了水的醋里泡的勺子叉子, 都惊喜于彼此对于the one的心存期盼. 可是, 我只能轻轻想着我们极可能不在一起的在一起, 舍不得一刀斩断我本来要死的所谓爱情. 都是因为, 我要离开了. 离开难道就可以成为要死的爱情的解药不成. 再说我看也没到爱那份上. 可我就是那么不忍我那长过了3/4年的爱恋, 轻蔑了这1个月不到的一个. 就是那么低头了. 伤了他好深. 本来都以为, 反正要离开, 这样也没有不可以. 可是结果我们都没有能忍受, 这不能告诉全世界的委屈. 虽然在我们相遇的那个世界, 我们早就不能自已地表达, 我们很开心, 我们在一起. 

爸爸的太多了, 不过很高兴地看到他还拍非广告短片哦.

Giovanni Lovisetto

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The first time that I sent someone flowers, happend to be the first day of March, when I was in year 9.

The one who got the flowers was Yuqing. I will always remember what she said about that, "So nice to have them on the first day of the month, they will make me happy for the whole month!" So from then on, an unplanned good will became a planned monthly reponsibility for me. I stopped later because her mum didn't want to see me spending money for her daughter all the time, and wasting it for something short term.

I will choose the flowers myself, get the same florist to take the flowers there if I can't make it. She said she can always recognise my taste, coz they are the most beatiful combination.

I just remembered that she was the first one that I talked to after being kissed for the first time, by my first boyfriend bear. I could feel the heat on my face for the whole next day and my brain wasn't working at all. I called her the night and my first sentence was:"我被人吻了." And she said, congratulations and I think you can deal with it well. I took bear to her one day and told her he was a medical student. And her mum would seriously call bear Doctor Wei. Quite a long time later after I stopped doing that, bear who was already my ex then sent her a big bunch of white lily. He went with me for the first March flowers and I told him about Yuqing's happiness. She asked me on phone if that was me, coz they were so pretty.

She got paralyzied in an terrible car accident, before I met her, probably that was the most important reason why I got to meet her later. She coudln't move any other parts of the body bellow neck except for upper arms. I researched a bit today about the accident occured 12 years ago, saw a lot of things that she had gone through that I didn't have a chance to know about. Pieces of memory were recalled and matched with the detailed information. I didn't know that there was two cars. It was raining that day, one taxi lost control hit her from the back when she was on the side of the road on her bike looking for a place to hide from the heavy rain. She was thrown out and hitted on the side of another moving car. The taxi was driven by a drunk farmer who stole it. He was the one who held her up onto a passing by car in a wrong way that worsend the injury before arriving hospital, and left without name. He didn't even get fined because he couldn't afford. Call for donation came out from the school journalist group that she was in and I later joined in our high school, then well spread in the not so big city. Insurance company and the texi company only paid after it got big on media. Her yonger sister and brother had to tight their stomach up to save money for their sister. Damn the driver, damn the rain, damn the insurance company, damn the whole damn thing!!!!!!!

She was 15 and I was 11 then. This sister that I heard a lot about then became my friend 4 years later. I was first proud of being able to be a friend of this legendary girl , but then realised the understanding of this was totally wrong. Being a friend of her is not about her misfortune, but about the person herself.

So when some local journalists came and want to shoot us visiting her and kept ask questions like: "你们什么时候开始照顾她的?" We were totally pissed off and didn't cooprate at all. It's not about attending a patient, it's about real communication between real friends that this too diplomatic brain didn't manage to understand.

The visit to Sis Yuqing had become a tradition of our journalist group, new memers would be taken to visit our big sister and writer, I was one of the new kids. But the gap had become bigger and the joy of that ended on students at my grade because of the graduation of her close friends our seniors. People after me could only get several times frozened conversations without overlaying of each other's life. Everyone who was close had left the city and contact became random. That was the real ending of her school life I think. Her radio progamme and hotline became popular within young people when I was in final year of high school. One of my classmates asked me the number of the hot line. I remember I told her the commercial number not her home one, and told her the per minute charge, and said to her that it's my responsibility to help this way.

I was always wondering what can she do what will she face in relationship. She is pretty she is young she is in her 20s, heard, witnessed so many love stories and helped or saved so many people in their madness brought by relationships. Actually most of people who asked for help from her were having relationship problems. Has she ever desire, or the desire was killed early? Will there be a prince for her somewhere in the world or already there? I dare not to ask her but I wish the world is fairer.

I told Miles on his arrival day about the sweetest thing that I've ever done on one of mine. Sorry it wasn't flight but right after over 20 hours sitting on the train back from Kunming, 1999, I held the big bunch of fresh roses that I bought from the free market there and rode my bike for 20 minutes arrived after 8pm to give her the surprise. Her younger sister was arranging the roses, keeping saying they were the most pretty roses ever. I didn't even know how to take my own happiness after seeing that I brought her the amount of happiness that I didn't expected to have. But where are the roses from her valentine?

I can still remember clearly the theme music of her radio programme. The lyrics said,"they said, can you walk out of your little house now, walk under the sky and bath in the sunshine...." How I wish, she could really get out of her room more often, see more of the world, more of the sunshine. I used to think that I couln't find her unperfection in personality. She was too well polished by life. My best friend Ben said sooner or later you will find her unperfection. Later I realised the only thing that I can find, was her control of her desire. The desire of going out, and the desire of a wider world.

But other people's pain can never become yours. How could I just sit here and direct what she should or could have done? No I can't. So I can only wish that the world will open up more to her instead of she opens up more to the world. And wish her healthy and happy, and her prince will arrive early to take care of his beauty.

I should give her a call tomorrow, call the commercial one if I can get through. Ask her how is she and tell her I am happy now.