After the awards ceremony was over, the solemn atmosphere in the banquet hall was slightly less, and the relaxed and happy dinner officially began.
Li Wei just won the award, and there are a lot of people who come to talk to him. Zhang Man sees that he won't be back for a while, so he eats dinner on his own.
The awards ceremony and dinner were held in Stockholm's City Hall, and the dining table was the original long row of seats in the City Hall, covered with snow-white tablecloths, with all kinds of tableware on it. On the delicate gilded tableware, all the Inscribed with Nobel. The dishes of the dinner are different every year. This year is a grand and exquisite French meal, which is suitable for appetite.
Zhang Man took a mussels of white wine, picked up the wine glass, smiled and touched the glass with the gray-haired French lady next to him.
The old lady doesn't speak English very well, with a strong French accent, her words are a bit murky: "There are wet wipes on the table."
After speaking, she smiled kindly and pointed to her face.
Zhang Man touched her face in the direction of her fingers, and only then did she realize that when Li Wei was giving a speech on the stage, she was crying so hard. scary.
She smiled and thanked, picked up the wipes and wiped her face.
Although she has spent so many years in an enthusiastic Western country, she is still a reserved and reserved Chinese at heart, and she is more or less ashamed when faced with such a situation.
The old lady seemed to see that she was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to joke with her: "Don't feel shy, the year my husband won the award, I was no better than you. Twenty years later, he joined The Nobel Prize Foundation, I will come here whenever I have time at this time of year."
Zhang Man smiled and replied to her, knowing that the old lady was comforting her.
At that moment, it was really embarrassing. He was shining on stage, and she was crying while covering her mouth. Probably, the audience watching the live broadcast of the awards ceremony all over the world could see her embarrassed appearance.
In fact, there are many people who won the Nobel Prize today, and there are many family members who watched the award ceremony in the audience like her. In this solemn atmosphere, it was inevitable that most of them were in tears.
But on this occasion, even crying is reasonable and reserved, and there are really few people who are so embarrassed and embarrassed.
After drinking a bit of wine, he felt sleepy at once. In fact, Zhang Man's alcohol intake was not bad, but he stayed up until midnight last night to sleep, and now he is really sleepy.
She reluctantly ate something and went to the bathroom to wash her face to keep herself awake. When she came back, she found that Li Wei had already taken a seat.
Zhang Man stood at the entrance and looked over there to see him chatting with a scientist next door.
The man was wearing a well-fitting black suit, and his smooth profile face looked delicate and tough under the bright light. The proportions of his facial features were even better than the deep-eyed and high-nosed Danish scientist next to him. His appearance really hasn't changed much from ten years ago, it's just that he's taller and his face is more angular.
At a certain moment, she felt that he was still the boy who turned to look at her at the intersection and held her hand more than ten years ago.
They have been together for so many years.
The feelings in the world will settle down over time, but for him, after so many years, every time I look at him, my heart will be pounding.
Zhang Man pressed the deer who was banging on his chest, returned to his seat, and rubbed his head against the man's shoulder.
"Manman, what's the matter, are you sleepy? We can go back first."
She rubbed her head against his shoulder again: "Husband, I'm fine. I'll lean against you for a while. You eat something first. Since you've been busy this morning, you haven't eaten much."
she said, yawning.
The man smiled and shook his head, and hugged her waist.
"So why didn't you sleep so late last night?"
Yesterday was the day before the award ceremony. The Foundation Committee and the school's scientific research team had a lot of things and procedures to discuss. Usually, she would not participate when he was working, but yesterday was too strange.
She has been staring at him since she opened her eyes in the morning, followed every step of the way, never leaving her, and set a lot of strange rules—not out of her sight for more than three minutes, not locking the door when going to the bathroom, not using the bathtub, not allowed to take a shower. Touch anything sharp.
This time, he couldn't guess her thoughts at all, and he couldn't stubborn her, so he could only do it.
At night, it was even more inexplicable. Finally, the jet lag was adjusted. When it was time for bed, she just didn't sleep. She had to sit at the head of the bed and watch him. That lightness and joy were written brightly on his face.
She drank several glasses of wine and sang and danced excitedly in the hotel suite, crying and laughing for a while. , While kissing, he thanked him in a confused way, not knowing what he was thanking.
He even wondered if she had it again. She was like this when she was pregnant with Chenchen. Her emotions were unpredictable, and she would lose her temper at him at every turn.
He wanted to carry her to sleep, but she refused to let him. He insisted on dragging him to dance the waltz in the living room. Of course, the two of them danced and finally jumped onto the bed.
Then, the day before the awards ceremony, I struggled to sleep until two o'clock in the middle of the night.
Zhang Man pouted, but did not answer.
Of course he didn't know why she was so anxious yesterday.
In a previous life, he cut his wrists and committed suicide the day before the awards ceremony, which was yesterday.
Can she not be anxious? It should be said that she has been in a state of anxiety all year, and she herself is a psychiatrist, so she can't adjust it.
Even if he knew in his heart that his illness was cured, and all the trajectories had changed, he could not repeat the same mistakes. But as long as she thinks of her previous life, when she thinks of him lying in a blood-red bathtub, she is so anxious that she can't wait to tie him with a rope all day.
Zhang Man took the man's hand and said in a low voice, "Before you came on stage, I made a video with Chenchen, she, my mother, and Uncle Xu are waiting for the live broadcast. I think she will call in a while, you should pay attention to answer it. , she hasn't spoken to her father for several days."
She said, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, maybe it was because she was leaning on his shoulders, she fell asleep after a while.
When I woke up, I was already in the hotel.
Only the gauze curtain was drawn in the bedroom. Zhang Man glanced at his phone. At three in the morning, she turned over and rolled into the very familiar embrace next to her.
The man slept lightly and woke up immediately, hugging her, his voice low and sleepy: "Awake?"
There was a good smell of body wash on him, which made her feel so comfortable that she couldn't help rubbing again: "Well, husband, I can't sleep, let's talk for a while..."
The man rubbed his eyes, even though he was sleepy, he still accommodated her.
"Today, an old French lady was sitting next to me. She told me that her husband is a physicist in France. He is a theoretical physics major in the same field as you. He won the Nobel Prize more than 20 years ago, called Armand. do you know?"
The man woke up, his hands began to be dishonest, he rubbed her body here and there, and stopped after listening to her question: "Well, I know. Manman, Armand was my mother's mentor back then."
Hearing what he said, Zhang Man opened his mouth in surprise and looked up at him. It was so dark in the room that only his bright eyes could be seen.
It was only after a long time that they learned that Li Wei's mother, Lin Hui, was not a musician as he imagined. She was a physics researcher before her death, so the physics books and manuscripts in his study were all bought by his father for his mother.
"Before she gave birth to me, she was a postdoctoral fellow at the École Normale Supérieure de Paris, doing research with Armand's group. I have been chatting with Armand, and he said that she is the most talented Asian female scientist he has ever worked with. My father seems to be in I met her on a business trip to France."
Zhang Man sighed.
If Li Wei's mother had not had a dystocia when he gave birth to him, his father might not have gone mad, and he would not have suffered so much misfortune.
"Fortunately, the two of us will never be separated."
Unexpectedly, the man was a little dissatisfied after hearing this: "Who said there is no separation, the first year I went to Stanford, we were separated for nearly a whole year, and when I came back to find you during this period, you were still with... hum ."
He didn't go on, and didn't want to recall at all, but it was obvious that he was still brooding about it after so many years.
Zhang Man stuck out his tongue in a guilty conscience and shrank into his arms: "My fault, my fault, my precious husband will not be angry, okay? My heart is full of eyes, only you, I will always love you alone, no one else. I didn't even look at it."
She kissed his chin and skillfully recited the necessary lines for coaxing him every time he mentioned this matter. Sure enough, she felt that the man's tense back relaxed a lot.
In my heart, I was thinking, if it wasn't for that incident back then, they wouldn't have gotten married so early... and they wouldn't have gotten married so early, and it wouldn't be a bad thing.