The ceo's secret

Almost across the world!

The night before Linlin's birthday, she published a blog post. It's late at night and it's past zero. It's her mood diary. You can also guess her disordered mood from the blog post -

the title of this blog post is "my favorite, E3, where are you better looking?" -

obviously, this blog post is written for me in the distance, she may be happy I also feel that I will pay attention to her blog at the moment -

this blog post is not very smooth, and I can see her disorder of thoughts from the lines, like venting, like feeling, and like countless thoughts and sorrows -

I think that if this blog post is not written on the Internet, but in the diary, whose behavior must be scribbled, because The flow of emotion in her heart is turbulent and disorderly -

this blog post records her whole mood after I left Binhai intermittently. Several sections of the blog seem to touch my heart directly -

"after you leave, every morning is the beginning of darkness, and every dark day is the beginning of Darkness -

after you leave, every night is dark After you leave, the years are dead and the sunshine can't shine into my heart -

after you leave, the lights are hard to sleep and the moonlight doesn't stay at my window -

after you leave, I can't pretend that you are still in front of me and don't see your smiling face again -

after you leave, I can't pretend that I can still laugh in front of the world and the rain in my heart At the end of this blog, Linlin calls out like this -

"my favorite, E3, where do you look better in GHK? Can you feel that I miss you day and night, just like the earth never stops turning -

my favorite, E3, where are you more beautiful? Can you feel that since you left, you have taken my soul with you -

my favorite, E3, where do you look better in GHK? Can you hear my long call to you, my call reverberates in the valley of my heart, but can't reach the other side of you -

my favorite, E3, where are you more beautiful? Can you still remember that today is my birthday, my birthday got all the blessings, but I need your greetings most -

my favorite, come back! Come back to me! I will not let you suffer any harm, I will not disobey any of your wishes, I will love you with all my heart and soul, only love you -

my favorite, come back! Live in my heart! I won't let you run away for love, I won't make you sad, we get married, we have children, we are white headed and never separated - "

my favorite, if you must fly away, please take me with you, OK? There is no place in the world for me to remember, except you, except you -

come back! Come back! My favorite! Can you hear my soul calling you day and night!

In my dream, I always dream that you are back. When I wake up with my eyes open, I see you sitting by the bed, sitting in the morning, with a familiar smile, watching me quietly -

I hold your hand, you hold my hand, we look at each other, I know you are finally back!

When I wake up from my dream, I find that the bedroom is quiet and there is no shadow at all. It's early in the morning outside the window, and there is no light in the sky -

I don't know how many times I have had such a dream, but I would rather not have such a dream, because when I wake up, I find that you are not beside the bed, because when I find that it's just a dream, it can only fill my heart with more sadness ——

My favorite, can you feel me sitting alone at the head of the bed, sitting in the dark in the early morning, quietly crying?

My dearest, I was wrong, I know I was wrong

Don't punish me any more, my heart can't bear any more

Come back! Back in my arms! We will be together, always together, forever together, never separate, never separate... "

After reading this blog in tears, I sat at my computer desk for a long time, feeling sad and unable to restrain myself -

at this time, I had been in Xinjiang for almost three months -

a season had passed, and a summer was almost over -

from this time, I initially had the idea of going back to Binhai -

however, I really decided to go back to Binhai The sea is three months later -

at that time, it was November, summer had already passed, autumn had already passed, Urumqi had already had the first snow -

in the early morning of Xinjiang, the sun was very big -

that morning, Eliya and I drove by Youhao Road, and our destination was a resort, because my mother went to Beijing yesterday I was there to talk business with several businessmen, and the contract had been signed, so let me play with Elia, because tomorrow is the weekend -

Elia will change the car music to Dao Lang's "the first snow in 2002" -

Dao Lang's hoarse, rough and slightly sad voice suddenly resounded——I like DaoLang's songs very much. It seems that his songs are suitable for the feeling of Northwest China. Driving an off-road vehicle on the vast Gobi desert, listening to DaoLang's songs is probably the most harmonious feeling -

"the first snow in 2002 came later than before, and the second bus parked on the eighth floor took away the last yellow leaf. The first snow in 2002 was left in Urumqi You are like a flying butterfly swaying in the snow season. I can't forget the feeling of holding you in my arms, which is warmer than the heat hidden in my heart. I forget the north wind outside the window, which overlaps tenderness and lingering again

it's your red lips that cling to me. It's your thoughtfulness that makes me warm again. It's your thousands of tenderness that melts ice and snow. It's your sweet words Changing the seasons... " I understand the intention of Elia. First, there is a sentence in this song, "No.2 car parked on the eighth floor". In the lyrics, "the eighth floor" is located on the friendly road we are driving at the moment -

before I arrived in Xinjiang, I loved Daolang's song: "the first snow in 2002", which mixed the Xinjiang folk music style with the pop music melody ——

"The eighth floor", "the second bus", "stop", these common words, because of Dao Lang's song "the first snow in 2002", which spread all over the country, bring a layer of mysterious magic, and tempt me to start a poetic imagination -

after I came to Xinjiang, I specially inquired about this question -

the "eighth floor" in the lyrics came to Xinjiang What's the bottom? "No.2 bus on the eighth floor", can bus stop on this mysterious "eighth floor"? Is there such a magic thing? ——

After inquiry, I learned the truth -

it turned out that the eighth floor was a hotel. Located in the bustling Youhao Road, it is a Soviet style hotel with national characteristics. It is built in the late 1950s with the same design drawing as Beijing Qianmen Hotel. The eighth floor is the tallest building in Xinjiang at that time. Since 1959, it has been the place to receive distinguished guests with high popularity. It is said that many years ago, it was very respectable for people in Xinjiang to have a meeting and a meal on the eighth floor.

Because it was the tallest building in Urumqi at that time, there were no tall buildings in Urumqi at that time. So Urumqi people call it "eighth floor". Although the so-called "eighth floor" is the Kunlun Hotel, in Urumqi, people may not know the Kunlun Hotel, but they all know the "eighth floor".

"Eighth floor" is famous. The bus stop in front of the hotel is naturally named after "eighth floor".

"The eighth floor" witnessed the rapid changes in Urumqi. When the "eighth floor" was just completed, the urban area of Urumqi was still in the south of it, surrounded by a large Gobi desert, which was very desolate. Youhao road was just a prototype, at best a "road", not a "road". Year by year, the buildings around the "eighth floor" have sprung up, and their scale and height are higher than those of the "eighth floor". However, in the winter of 2002, the "eighth floor" took Dao Lang's "No.2 bus" and went to the whole country along the beautiful melody -

"Ming Ming, do you know? Have you ever sung this place in Dao Lang's songs? This place is already famous! It is said that many foreign tourists come to Xinjiang to have a look at this place. Two stops ahead is the eighth floor! ——”

I touched my nose and said with a smile, "I knew it! Ha ha - "

" is that right? " Elia looked at me and said, "do you like to listen to Dao Lang's songs?..."

This is the distance between Elia and me. I've been in Xinjiang for nearly half a year. She doesn't know what hobbies I have? Geographical distance can not block a period of emotion, but psychological distance can never make two hearts come together! This is one of the reasons why love can be met or not!

I took a look at Elia and said with a smile: "in 2004, Dao Lang released his first album, which was called" the first snow in 2002 ". The song of the same name was popular all over the country. Many people have a lot of mysterious reverie about" the eighth floor "in" the second road car parked on the eighth floor ". In fact, the eighth floor referred to in the song actually refers to the name of a stop sign passed by Urumqi No.2 bus. The name of the eighth floor comes from an early famous building. "Eighth floor" refers to the Kunlun Hotel in Urumqi, which has 46 years of history and is 8 stories high. After its completion in 1958, the eighth floor used to be the highest floor hotel with the best service facilities in Xinjiang. The name of the eighth floor and the bus stop in front of the Kunlun Hotel also got its name. No.2 bus is one of the earliest bus routes in Urumqi, and the bus stop on the eighth floor is still in use today. Kunlun Hotel now has eight floors. Of course, the interior decoration is much better than in the past. There are children's Park, Great Hall of the people, Xinjiang Medical University and exhibition hall all around - "

" Ouch! Ming Ming Elijah looked at me with a smile and said, "you're almost a Xinjiang Tong! Ha ha - "

I said with a smile:" this is a love affair. Because he appreciates Dao Lang, he is also interested in his emotional world. I don't know what kind of position "No.2 car parked on the eighth floor" occupies in Dao Lang's emotional world? ——”