Boss: Forgot to tell you that it's ok to ask your boyfriend to join you at the hotel. Promise I won't come this evening to disturb:)

Me: Thanks. I hope...but ...I don't have boyfriend and also haven't enough time to develop any possible relationship...it's almost over. So I will enjoy the good night view from my room…

Boss: Oh dear! I thought you are developing with that guy? Get him over for some fun! Maybe it'll help to put this relationship back on track!

Me: yes the guy...but I am actually an ancient antique...so my mum will kill me if I give myself to a man that not my husband

Boss: Oh gosh! Your mom does not need to know! You sound like you came from the 60s...saving virginity for your husband? You must be joking!

拜钢琴巨匠波里尼大师第一次来中国做巡演所赐，我头一次去到了香港，住在著名的重庆大厦对马路，透过房间窗户能看到部分在夜色中璀璨的维多利亚港。看到了香港市区破烂不堪的住宅以及对比强烈的各种名品店。路上到处是长得像恐怖分子的散发传单的印度人。除了货架上多了各种优质的进口食品、用品、药品及干净整洁的购物环境，香港，至少从罗湖关口到金沙嘴这一路上，城建没有上海优质，但却是个软实力很强的地方。那里的艺术从业人员高效、主动、反映敏捷、积极、细致，让我印象深刻。

短短3天的行程每天被开会、排练、音乐会、庆功宴塞满，通常凌晨2点才能就寝；见到了传说中非常难搞的本公司两位老佛爷，一个是比我大了整三轮的男老虎，一个是有一与我同龄儿子的法国贵妇；胆战心惊把肩膀借给委屈流泪的老板；在黑帮老大的餐厅喝了崇尚古典乐的老大们的8000元白葡萄酒、想买也买不到的虎皮鱼以及各种以个数计算的海鲜佳肴…香港之行以我的南航波音777飞机被飞鸟撞了机头，在机场从早上10点延误到傍晚17点后起飞，终结。

继续拜大师所赐，我得以住在上海Four Seasons Hotel的33层楼顶俯瞰眼前旧城与新楼交错相容的上海。于是出现了以上我和我Boss之间的短信。当然，那种要把自己留到结婚后才能开肠剖肚的回复的确是为了应付老板尴尬短信而开的玩笑。但是，对于没有时间去好好努力争取那段等了2年好不容易有一点曙光的感情的那种无奈与伤心排山倒海，即使老佛爷们微笑着对我说：we all like you。我不知道为什么在我喜欢的人眼中，我是一个看起来周游于男人之间，适合当寻欢情人的形象；而喜欢我珍惜我的人我却不喜欢。也许爱就是“贱”的载体。统计数据显示男人与女人的关系越长久越稳定，男人劈腿欲望越高，但是劈腿实施率越低，所以我终于明白为什么2年前第一次约会的晚上，他会对完全不知情的我强调：激情是抵不过感情的……所以“杨浦区、西塘、杭州、搬家”是我一听到就会产生生理反胃的词汇。

明天飞去北京，9天后飞去东京，曾经找工作的初衷就是帮助我完成环游世界的梦想，但是年纪大了就会觉得没有什么比把时间交给那个懂你的人更幸福的事情了，地点只是其次。在香港的时候，看到文文在13号特别为我这两年的感情努力写得祝福，很感动，但是今天突然觉得很累，一个人使劲本来就很干涩，现在连润滑的时间也没有，还有希望吗….

Kiss me, goodbye, gone too soon
I did give you my heart can't deny
hold on, let go, never sure
only can make believe all this time

Coffee, cigarettes, not my style
Pretty faces around but not right
Don't cry, won't cry, i won't cry
Be with you i just close my eyes

So far away i can hardly make you mine
So long the day you were always on my mind
But in my dreams never try to hold you tight
Don't want awake find you ain't here by my side

When i wake up hope you were here by my side

Nursery Rhymes—Polly put the kettle on

Nirvana—Polly

Keren Ann—Polly