Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
不知何时，有人开始跟着琴声唱了起来。
Darling， so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer
百合子跟随着节奏，开始轻轻拍掌。
每个人都在微笑，低低跟着吟唱，轻轻地打着拍子。
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voice
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming
我看了一眼黄自强。他就像一个上海滩的黑帮老大，像一个三十年代的华尔街金融家，可是他也能弹钢琴——看起来也没有什么突兀，对不对?
他面庞刚毅，眼神沉默，我猜这样的人一定十指运作飞快，因为他们有着很强的控制欲;钢琴，钢琴本来就是男人来弹奏的;
这旋律就像漫漫的流水，太忧伤了。我想，如果我有女儿，我决不让她听这种浪漫却注定伤感的圆舞曲，仿佛带着某种不能宣诸于口的爱情，最终的结局必然是悲伤……
一曲终了。掌声如雷霆般地响起来了，每个人脸上都带着兴奋的笑。
我隔着漫漫的流光和掌声看着他，紧紧篡着手心里那张票——从始至终，他都没有抬起过头。
第9章
“作者大会上你说老大看上你了?”百合子皱着眉头问，“但当时我觉着他还挺正常的啊。”