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发信人: kennie98 (飛雪連天), 信区: Beijing
标 题: 【寻人】-- 飞机上遇见的奥斯陆的北京女生
关键字: 奥斯陆,北京,女生
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Wed Mar 23 08:30:19 2011, 美东)
寻找春节前夕(1月28日)坐北欧航空晚上21点左右从哥本哈根到北京SK995航班上遇到的
住在奥斯陆的北京女生。当时你坐在中间排最右边的位子，我坐在你的左边。记得你说
你要回北京三个星期，还是年假用完后拼命加班加点东拼西凑才凑够的。当时我们聊了
很久，期间还向你借过手机照明找一些东西，你还讲过那套叫“窃听风暴”的电影，记
得吗？
那天从头到尾一直没有问过你的名字，也没有向你要联系方式。回家以后非常后悔。事
隔差不多有两个月了，不知道你是不是还有印象？这两个月来，我试过各种各样不同的
办法，但是始终没有任何的结果。毕竟什么资料都没有，就凭一些描述要在这个世界上
找一个人的机会是非常渺茫的。
非常怀念和你聊天的感觉，也非常希望能有机会再和你聊天。现附上当时写的一篇备忘
，里面有当时的一些细节，可能有助于确定你是不是那个人。你如果有机会看到这个帖
子的话，无论何时请务必和我联系。
The encounter with a Beijing girl living in Oslo
The training lasting for 3 weeks had come to its end. It was right before
the Chinese New Year, I was going to fly from Aalborg to Copenhagen, then
from Copenhagen to Beijing, and then transfer at Beijing to Hong Kong.
Anyway, it was going to be a long and boring journey again.
In Copenhagen airport, I found that the number of Chinese people this time
was actually quite a few. it should be because of the Chinese New Year,
everyone was rushing home for it.
My seat was right in the middle of 4-seat line. The one on my left was a
Chinese guy, to break the ice, I said ‘Hi’ to him, and we started to talk.
He was a guy from Huawei, stationing in Aalborg. The girl next to him and
the 2 in the previous line were also from Aalborg! There were so many
Chinese people from Aalborg in the plane, I wondered why I seldom saw one
when I was there.
A girl was sitting on the seat to my right. She was nice-looking, wearing a
pair of trendy, red-rimmed glasses. Being timid and passive in nature, I
dared not start to talk to her. But then she joined our conversation. She
was talking in pure Putonghua with a pleasant voice. It was a nice and open
conversation, from that I knew that she was from Beijing, had been staying
in Göteborg before, currently living in Oslo, working for 2 years in a
local consulting company for heating/air-conditioning system design after
graduating from a local university. She had a boyfriend living in the same
city, and her mother was living in Beijing, hoping to have her back to
Beijing and find a job there. Our conversation topics covered quite a wide
variety of aspects. We talked about different kinds of languages (Well, she
can speak Norwegian and read Norwegian newspaper. I was interested in Danish
, and can speak “quite-OK” Putonghua, “quite-good” Cantonese, “Not-so-
bad” English and Fukienese, which is my mother tongue, and she was very
interested and curious about these), movies, the life-style and culture in
Norway, Beijing and Hong Kong, the climates, working conditions, culture
difference, ways of working, taxation systems, prices of property market,
foods, transportations, job opportunities... etc. We had talked so much. We
lay on the seat, with our eyes looking into each others’, which made me
feel that she was just like an old friend of mine with whom I can
communicate without any barriers. I could feel the dazzling pleasant scent
of her hair in a close distance. The atmosphere was so nice and the
conversation was so happy that the long and boring journey became a short
and interesting one.
When the plane arrived in Beijing and it was time to get off, she put on her
red jacket and hat and prepared to leave. It was at the moment that I could
really see her outlook – She was tall and slim, looked nice and trendy in
a decent way. We walked together off the plane. During all the process I was
thinking about one question – should I ask for her contacts? If I were not
a man with family, this would be out of question. But then, could we just
be pure friends and develop our friendship that way? I didn’t know, but I
knew that it will not be easy for me -- I am not a man who can really master
his own feelings. I knew that we were both attracted to each other and I
really could not ensure that I will not stray away. I was so deeply absorbed
in the thought that after getting off, I realized I had left some books in
the plane. I asked her to help watch over my bags and I returned to get back
my books. Then we walked in opposite ways, she went to the washroom, and I
to find the flight information of my next stop. When I was queuing in the
information counter, I found her passing by, and walking towards the exit
checkpoint.
I walked towards the checkpoint, she was queuing there. I stopped in a
distance for several minutes, hesitating, and finally turned around...Well,
that was my decision, I knew I would regret for it, but somehow it was
better that way. We walked away, without knowing each other’s name, without
any traces, but somehow, the best impressions still remained on our minds.
It was just like a meteor, once being so brilliant, so stunning, disappears
in the sky afterwards, forever.
That reminds me of the poem:
我是天空裡的一片雲
偶爾投影在你的波心
你不必訝異
更無須歡喜
在轉瞬間消滅了蹤影
你我相逢在黑夜的海上
你有你的 我有我的 方向
你記得也好
最好你忘掉
在這交會時互放的光亮
-30 Jan, 2011
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