直到十年后,我才真正见到她。那天上午十点,我对着酒店的化妆镜在扑粉底,敲门声传来的时候,我甚至还穿着一身邋里邋遢的睡衣。打开门,我看见她——手里提着两三个小蛋糕盒子——“给你的早餐。”她说。这个时间点,距离我在沈阳的签售会开始,还有四个小时, Until ten years later, I really see her. At ten o’clock that day, I put my makeup mirror on the foundation of the hotel, and when I knocked on the door, I even wore a sleepy nightgown. Open the door, I saw her - hands carrying two or three small cake box - “to your breakfast.” She said. This time point, from the signing of my signature in Shenyang, there are four hours,