第21章把孤单岁月分享(1)

第21章把孤单岁月分享(1)

frombluetogrey/当芝士弹遇上黑比诺kristahadbeenstaringatherblanklaptopscreenfor30minuteswhensheflippedopenherphoneandspeed-dialedforhelp.

herbestfrienddawnledontheotherend.“what，sthematter，sweetie？writer，sblockagain？”dawnhadalwaysbeenthenurturingone，whilekristawasmorereserved，moreintroverted，preferringtosinkintoherworkratherthanintomeaningfulhumanconnections.thiswasprobablywhykristawascradlingafilefolderwhileherclosestfriendwascradlingachild.

“thisnewprojectisdrivingmeinsane.ihavetocomeupwithasloganforchezzmo，scheesebombs，aprocessedsnackfoodthatstainsyourlipsthecolorofdandelions.”kristafrowned.

“makenicewiththecheesebombs，honey，andthey，llmakenicewithyou.”

afterhergoodbyestodawn，kristawalkedalonequicklythroughasmallparkwithbareandsparklingfrost-coveredtrees.thequietofwinterwassocalming，buttodayshewastoowiredtobeawareofit.todayitjustfeltlonelytobehurryingthroughthesoftlyfallingsnow.

attheotherendoftheparknearherapartmentbuilding，kristaspottedasmallfoodmarketanddashedinside.she，dnevercrossedthisquaintstore，sthresholdbefore，preferringtoorderhergroceriesonlinefordeliveryafterherfrequentlongworkdays.shemarveledatthefreshgreensandbrightredradishes.didpeoplereallyeatvegetablesanymore？sheledoutloudandheadedforthesnackfoodaisletomakenicewiththelatestchallengeinhercrazyadvertisingcareer.

therewasn，tasinglebagofchezzmo，scheesebombstobefoundamongthebaked-not-friedcornchipsandorganicbluepotatocrisps.kristasighed.itlookedlikeherresearchwouldn，tbeaseasyasshe，dthought.

“youneedsomehelp？”askedagentlemalevoicefrombehindherleftear.

kristawhirledaround，startledbythesuddensoundandthestunningapron-cladmanwho，dmadeit.

“uh，excuseme？”kristastammered，whilequicklyscanninghertall，newcompanionstandingnearthericecakes.lovely，smilingwrinklesaroundbigbrowneyes.dark，wavyshoulder-lengthhair.acharcoal-coloredapronwith“grey”writtenacrossthechest.

“i，msorry，didiscareyou？youlookedlostinthesnackfoodsea.irecommendthebluecrisps.greatwithsalsa.”

kristagrinned.“oh，heythanks.no，i，mafraidthatchezzmo，scheesebombsaretheactualsnackiseek.”shegrinnedagainandfelthercheeksturnbrightpink.shewascertainlytoowiseandexperiencedtobeinstantlyattractedtoanover-agedboy.wasn，tshe？

themediterranean-lookingstrangergrinnedrightback，leanedagainstthewallofsnacksandcrossedhisarms.“youreallyarelost，aren，tyou？”hesaid.hereachedintohisapronpocketandslippedabusinesscardtheshapeofatomatointokrista，shand.

grey，sorganicmarket.we，renotjustgoodtoyou，we，regoodforyou.

kristareadthecardandlaughed，rollinghereyesplayfully.“wow，howembarrassing.i，msorry.i，veneverbeeninherebefore.guessthat，sprettyobvious.”

“noproblem.”thehandsomestrangersaid，stillgrinning.“andiwouldhaverememberedyou.”

kristalookedupwithherownbigbrowneyesopenwideindelight，suddenlyfeelinglikea14-year-oldgirl.isheflirtingwithme？wow，he，sadorable.

“soyou，regrey，right？didyouwritethatcleverlittlesloganforyourshop？it，sprettygood.i，mkrista.i，mworkingonanadcampaignforchezzmo，s.i，minacheesebombnightmare.”

greyofferedhiswarmhandshaketothebeautifulwomanholdinghiscard.“yes，i，mgreyand，yes，iwrotethat.i，mgladyoulikeit.”grey，smouthspreadintoafull，friendlysmile.“yourcheesebombchallengeisoneidon，tenvy.sotheymakeyoueatthem，too？”

kristanervouslytuckedoneofhershinyblackbraidsintoherredvelvetcoat.“no，butificonvinceotherfolkstoeatthem，ibetterbewillingtoeatthem，too.”

hishandhadlingeredinherslongenoughtomakeherblush.

greystoodupstraight，alookofmischievousexcitementcrossinghisface.“hey，ihaveanidea.“hesaid.“followme.”

theywalkedtogethertothebackofthemarket，wherebottlesofwinerestedincratesagainstthewall.greypulledonefreeandsaid，“whatgoesbetterwithcheesebombs？whiteorred？”

laughingagainatthisman，ssweetway，kristareplied“i，mnotbuyingwineformysnackhomework.thoughimightneedsomeafterwards.”

greytouchedhershoulderlightlyandgrinned.“whosaidyouwerebuyingthewine？ibringthebottle.youbringthebagofbombsfromthegasstationafewdoorsdown.wemeetatthatparkoverthere，inthegazebobythefountain，andwewriteyouaslicksnackfoodsloganthatwillsurelyputmeoutofbusiness.thenmaybewe，llmakeasnowmantocelebrate.”

kristahadneverwantedtohugastrangersomuchinherlife.thistimeitwasshewhostuckoutahandandsaid，“you，reon！i，llbetheshiveringgirlwithcheesyfingers.”

andwithacrushonthestrangercarryingthepinotnoirthroughthesnow.

kristawasstilllingwhenshesteppedbackoutunderthewhitewinterskyandsuddenlynoticedhowprettyandpeacefultheworldwasaroundher.

shecouldn，twaittocalldawn.makenicewiththecheesebombs，indeed.

克丽丝塔盯着空白的电脑屏幕三十分钟后，她一把掀开手机盖，按下快速拨号键寻求帮助。

在电话另一头，她最要好的朋友道恩咯咯地笑了起来。“怎么了，亲爱的？文思又阻塞了？”道恩总是那样温柔体贴，而克丽丝塔就稍加沉默内向了，相比更有意义的人际交往，她更愿意沉浸在自己的工作中。这大概就是为什么克丽丝塔正抱着一个文件夹，而她的闺密正抱着一个孩子。

“这个新项目快要把我逼疯了。我得为chezzmo，s的芝士弹想出一个标语，这种加工小零食能让嘴唇染上蒲公英颜色。”克丽丝塔眉头紧锁。

“亲爱的，和芝士弹搞好关系，吧，它们也会善待你的。”

跟道恩道别后，克丽丝塔独自一人疾步穿过一个小花园，里面的树木光秃秃的，枝条上挂满冰霜，闪闪发光。冬日的宁静让人静心怡神，但是奇怪的是，她今天才感受到。此时，在这样轻柔飘落的雪花中匆匆穿行竟让人感到一丝丝落寞。

在公园的另一头，离她住的公寓不远的地方，克丽丝塔发现了一个小食品店，便一头冲了进去。她以前从没踏进过这个古怪的小店。每天忙碌的工作结束后，她更喜欢在网上购买各种生活用品和食物。看到店里这些新鲜的绿叶菜和亮红色的萝卜，她无比惊讶：现在真的还有人吃蔬菜吗？她忍不住笑出了声，然后径直来到买小食品的过道中打算和芝士弹“搞好关系”，这毕竟是她为之疯狂的广告职业生涯中的最新挑战。

在一包包烘焙非油炸的玉米片、有机蓝色薯片中，克丽丝塔居然没有找到一包chezzmo，s的芝士弹，她无奈地叹了口气，看来她的调查研究没有她想象得那么轻松。

“需要帮助吗？”她的左耳边响起了一个温柔的男性声音。

克丽丝塔被这个突如其来的声音吓了一跳。她转过身子，惊讶地看到这个声音洪亮、穿着围裙的男人。

“嗯，你说什么？”克丽丝支支吾吾地说，并迅速打量着这个站在米糕旁高大的新朋友：棕色的大眼睛，可爱亲切的笑容，齐肩的黑色卷发，炭黑色的围裙上胸前写着“格雷”两字。

“对不起，我是不是吓着你了？你好像迷失在这零食的海洋了。我跟你推荐这个蓝色薯片吧，配上辣酱味道好极了。”

克丽丝塔笑了起来：“哦，谢谢。可是我真正想找的小零食是chezzmo，s芝士弹。”说完她又笑了笑，感觉自己的脸变得绯红。她自诩还是足够明智且阅历丰富，不可能这么容易被一个大男孩吸引住，不是吗？