Jane Eyre

这几天异常寒冷。早晨送儿子去学校，路上车辆稀疏。看了好几次表，总是怀疑出来晚了把大家的上班高峰期错过了。时间显示如常，只是真的没有了平时车辆的拥堵。难道天气冷得大家都不上班了么？天下竟有这么幸福的人。 

车窗外天空湛蓝，在冰凉的寒意中，清澈的天空和秃裸的树枝构成的景致让我突然想起瘦骨嶙峋的老人。为什么呢，同样的单薄同样的孱弱？有些意念倏然到访，它们好似漫无目的，却又和心情有着某种隐秘的联系，不能割舍。

到了工作单位，发现找不到那个可以给我安排test bench的人。这只是个借口，我知道是个借口。就看一个上午的书吧，下午开始干活儿。我拿出从网上打印下来的Jane Eyre，像捧着本document似的，随着Jane 的眼睛游走到遥远的时空里。Charlotte Bronte， 我相信就是Jane Eyre本人，在这一章里显出了绘画的艺术气质。我也终于明白她的作品里极强的景物描写和人物肖像的刻画，是以一个画家的眼睛来实现的，简单不冗赘，清晰不含混，飘着色彩，生着气息，飞翔着画家特有的想象力。 

电话响起来，是LG。"喂，我的meeting取消，没lunch了，陪我出去吃饭吧。"

"不行，不要去，今天太冷了。好不容易儿子上了全天pre-school，中午不用出去接了。"

"好吧。"

我的目光回到书页上，Rochester问Jane他handsome吗？电话铃又响起来。

"你不去我就饿着。"

"呵呵，那就饿着吧，又不是饿我，我带饭了。"我拿出开心果噼噼啪啪的拨壳。

"那就看着我吃啊。"

"不去就不去，人家带饭了呀。"

放下电话。 Rochester开始变得talkative，他说的话Jane听不懂，我也不懂。但他隐隐的可爱起来，我想Jane和我的想法应该一致。电话铃第三次响起来。

"我饿死了，你陪我去吃饭。"

"我都一早晨没干活了，下午还要去接女儿练体操。"

"那我去接行了吧。我等你，不见不散。"

到不是真的要他去接。孩子们更prefer我这个driver。

穿了外套走到冰冷的阳光里，寒风扑面，高跟鞋清脆的响在冻结的地面上。嗯，执著的癞皮精神，呵呵，看来我比较容易yield to执著。还是，还是，还是对距他千里之外的一种补偿呢？都有吧。。。

之后的Rochester，渐渐可爱，渐渐迷人，渐渐。。。令人倾倒———

"How do you do?" he asked.

"I am very well, sir."

"Why did you not come and speak to me in the room?"

I thought I might have retorted the question on him who put it:  but I would not take that freedom.  I answered -

"I did not wish to disturb you, as you seemed engaged, sir."

"What have you been doing during my absence?"

"Nothing particular; teaching Adele as usual."

"And getting a good deal paler than you were--as I saw at first sight.  What is the matter?"

"Nothing at all, sir."

"Did you take any cold that night you half drowned me?"

"Not she least."

"Return to the drawing-room:  you are deserting too early."

"I am tired, sir."

He looked at me for a minute.

"And a little depressed," he said.  "What about?  Tell me."

"Nothing--nothing, sir.  I am not depressed."

"But I affirm that you are:  so much depressed that a few more words would bring tears to your eyes--indeed, they are there now, shining and swimming; and a bead has slipped from the lash and fallen on to the flag.  If I had time, and was not in mortal dread of some prating prig of a servant passing, I would know what all this means. Well, to-night I excuse you; but understand that so long as my visitors stay, I expect you to appear in the drawing-room every evening; it is my wish; don't neglect it.  Now go, and send Sophie for Adele.  Good-night, my-"  He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.

。。。。。。

读Charlotte Bronte的文字，就像在攫采花朵，满天满地满眼的绚丽，芬芳，和醉人的幽香。。。 


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