Walking into Nelson's Cafe, Aldrich asked the waiter to order a cup of coffee and some refreshments as soon as he entered. Then he started to look for a seat. He liked the seat by the window so that he could enjoy the scenery on the street.
The aisle on the window side was blocked by a stroller. Aldrich looked down and didn't care. There was no one in the window seat next to him, but there was a pen and a notebook on the table. He didn't see it.
If the guest's water glass or meal is placed, it will be assumed that the seat is unoccupied.
Putting his leisure bag at his feet, taking off the warm scarf from his neck, unbuttoning his coat, Aldrich sat down on his seat.
While waiting for the order to come, Aldrich casually opened the book on the table and was attracted to it after just one glance.
This is just an ordinary writing book. The neat and elegant British English notes are particularly pleasing to the eye, but what is described between the lines is a fantasy short story, and Aldrich was unknowingly immersed in it.
As he flipped through the stories in the notebook page by page, Aldrich was unaware that a figure appeared next to him. His eyes were always staring at the writing notebook in his hand, and from time to time he would take a sip of coffee with his left hand, or use a fork to feed himself.
Put some delicious cake in your mouth.
When he turned over the next page with great interest, he suddenly found that the story had stopped abruptly, and the blank paper made him feel lost, staring blankly at the writing book.
"Sir, would you like a refill?"
The waiter saw the bottom of his coffee cup and asked as he passed by.
Only then did Aldrich raise his head and smile naturally: "Okay, thank you."
After he finished speaking, the waiter bent down to refill his cup of coffee, and Aldrich realized that there was a mature woman standing next to him. She was thin, with long blond hair just above her shoulders, and a face with regular features.
It was haggard, and when Aldrich looked at it, there was a sad melancholy in his evasive eyes.
She held the stroller tightly with her slender hands. Aldrich found that inside the stroller, which was empty when he arrived, there was now a chubby little girl over one year old. She looked dazed and seemed to be dozing off, full of naivety.
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Aldrich found it strange that there was a guest dining here and a strange woman standing next to him, but the waiter didn't care?
So when he looked at the waiter, the male waiter said politely: "Sir, the book in your hand belongs to this lady."
Aldrich suddenly realized it, but he didn't see a water glass or anything else on the table just now. He thought there were no guests here. Unexpectedly, it belonged to this lady. He quickly stood up and said apologetically: "Sorry, I don't
Know it's yours."
The mature and vicissitudes of life woman was silent for a moment before speaking softly: "It doesn't matter."
Aldrich's appearance is at least harmless. With his handsome appearance and casual attire, he looks like a boy next door when he smiles, so he can often leave a good first impression on others.
"Did you write this?"
Aldrich had no intention of returning the notebook to the other party. When he saw the lady frowning slightly, Aldrich quickly said: "Please don't get me wrong, I really like the stories you wrote, they are very exciting. We are destined to meet each other, and I want to ask you
Have a cup of coffee. Also, if possible, could you please let me read the subsequent story? I only read half of such a wonderful story. To be honest, it made me feel very uncomfortable, as if I was being scratched by a cat. It was itchy.
Uncomfortable."
Perhaps Aldrich's straightforward and funny words moved the lady. She sat down opposite Aldrich, but lowered her head slightly, as if she didn't have any confidence in herself.
Aldrich ordered a cup of coffee and some snacks for her, and then he started chatting casually with the lady opposite.
The atmosphere was a bit dull at first, but soon the mature woman started talking more. She seemed to want to know what Aldrich thought of her. Especially when she received frequent compliments from Aldrich, her melancholy expression became better.
, the gloomy eyes became a little brighter.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Aldrich Hall. I came to Edinburgh for tourism. My profession is a football coach."
Aldrich smiled while holding the coffee cup.
The lady's face became sad again, as if she had remembered something, and she murmured: "Football? In Manchester, I also watched a football match, and a ball was flying around in the sky..."
Obviously football brought back some bad memories for her. She shook her head with bitterness in her mouth, then raised her head and said to Aldridge: "My name is Mr. Joanne Rowling Hall. You look very young.
I thought you were still studying, but I didn't expect you were already working."
Aldridge said casually: "I don't have grand ideals of governing the country and bringing peace to the world. I only wanted to be a football coach since I was a child, so there is no need to go to university for further studies. As for the illusory things of cultivating quality and cultivating sentiments, well, I am just a layman.
My requirements are not that high, haha, Ms. Joanne Rowling, huh?"
Aldrich suddenly raised his head and blinked, then lowered his head and asked curiously: "Sorry, please forgive me for being rude, but can you tell me your full name and what is your middle name?"
Rowling looked confused and said truthfully: "Catherine."
Aldrich sat back and straightened up, looking at the mature woman in front of him with surprise, as if he wanted to get to know her all over again.
Joanne Catherine Rowling.
JK Rowling!
Aldrich actually felt that the face in front of him seemed familiar just now, but it was just a misty illusion, as if he had seen it in a dream.
In fact, he had seen this face before, but his memory was too long ago, and the face he saw at that time was a more colorful face, not the haggard and melancholy face in front of him.
Aldrich was not fond of literature in his previous life, but he also knew of a writer whose works were popular all over the world.
The mother of "Harry Potter": JK Rowling!
Ashamedly, Aldrich has never seen the original work of "Harry Potter". He couldn't understand it in his previous life and has no interest in the Chinese translation. But he has watched the movies, and I believe many of his fans are like this too.
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Aldrich's expression suddenly became serious and he asked softly: "Are you in any trouble? I think you don't look good."
She was dressed cheaply and didn't even order coffee in the cafe. Aldrich didn't understand how she was allowed to sit here without even putting a glass of water on the table.
Aldrich's question obviously aroused her sadness, her eyes were slightly moist, and she quickly lowered her head and said: "Mr. Hall, you are still young. There are many things that are incomprehensible to you at your age."
But Aldrich solemnly said: "No, this is not a question of whether I can understand it. I am a relatively simple person. I solve problems when I have them. I like your work. The little story just now was very exciting, but I believe you will still be able to solve it in the future.
You can create more exciting works that are popular with more people. Therefore, you should focus on your favorite things. Like me, I like football, so I will devote myself to becoming a good player in my dream.
As a coach, any person or thing that blocks me will be regarded as an obstacle by me and will be eliminated one by one!"
Luo Lin suddenly raised her head and looked at the blond young man in front of her in disbelief.
Why?
Why can he be so confident?
You have obviously worked and been exposed to this society, so why can you still hold your head high in this world that seems to have no sunshine?
Obviously, Aldrich will always be different. He does not have the depression of the British regretting the passing glory of the old empire, nor the aggressiveness of an angry bullfight. His simple attitude towards life makes him seem carefree and confident.
Any setback can make him worried.
In his heart, since he came to London in the summer of 1986, he has allowed himself to live a more free and simple life.
As he said, the meeting was fate, and with his sincere praise, within a short period of time, Rowling and Aldrich were able to talk like friends.
Only then did Aldrich realize that J.K. Rowling was in a very bad situation.
She is actually a single mother in the middle of a divorce lawsuit.
Not only does she need government relief funds to survive, but she also needs psychological treatment. At the same time, she also relies on others. The owner of this cafe is her brother-in-law and other partners, so she can create literature here.
For her, the past year was a dark year. Her marriage broke down and she became helpless. This made her feel haunted by heavy negative emotions. If it weren’t for her daughter to support her, she might not even have the courage to live.
All gone.
It was precisely because of this that Aldrich's off-the-cuff encouragement and appreciation moved her more than some comfort and explanations.
After listening to her account, Aldrich stood up with his hands on the case, and said to her with a condescending expression and a slightly excited expression: "Ms. Rowling, you must cheer up! Also, you have to thank God and Mary.
Leah, it doesn’t matter which god you are, in short, your new life has begun! Those bastards who abandon their wives and daughters are right to draw a clear line. You should think like this, you are free, you are liberated, you can
Pursue the life you want, you can make yourself happy, just treat it as your life anew, believe me, when life has a new starting point, don’t have any hesitation, seize it, hold it, so that you will have no regrets
Start over!"
JK Rowling, who will be famous in the future, stared at the handsome face diagonally above her eyes in front of her. The encouraging and encouraging eyes seemed to be dazzling, so bright that people yearned for it. She wanted to hold it in the palm of her hand and stare at it like a pearl for the rest of her life.
It has to be said that inspiring people is something Aldridge has mastered over the past six months. To be a good coach, one must be good at talking and talking, and he couldn't help but use this trick on Rowling.
After Luo Lin was stunned for a while, she stammered: "But, I don't know, what should I do."
After asking Aldridge, he learned that Rowling used an old-fashioned typewriter when writing novels at home. Even he felt distressed. Her long, jade-like hands were tapping hard on the cold typewriter, which was simply criminal.
Aldridge looked at his watch. He had to catch the train, otherwise he would not be able to catch up with the team's training tomorrow. He has always been a punctual coach in the team and never slacked off for a moment.
"Sorry, I have to leave. I have to go back to London to work. But don't worry, I can provide you with some assistance. Please don't get me wrong. This is not sympathy. It is my honor to be able to help you. Wait a moment. I
Go make a phone call."
A little help is just a little help for Aldrich, but for J.K. Rowling, it will bring about earth-shaking changes in life. Aldrich is not determined to be a philanthropic person, but he believes in one word:
edge.
Now that he met Luo Lin in trouble, he helped her without hesitation, and he would never look back if it were any other friend.
After going to the bar, Aldrich picked up the phone and called Andrew's apartment. He briefly explained the matter and asked Andrew to come to Edinburgh tomorrow and arrange for a lawyer to take over Rowling's divorce lawsuit.
In fact, the lawsuit itself is just a tug-of-war over issues such as custody and alimony.
Andrew didn't know what was wrong with Aldrich, but he never refused when his brother asked.
Aldrich arranged this matter, picked up the leisure bag, found a business card from Andrew and handed it to the confused Rowling. He said: "Ms. Rowling, this is my brother's business card. He is a lawyer."
, I have asked him to help you with the lawsuit, and the legal fees will be waived. In addition, I will lend you a sum of money. Please forget the pressure of life. Any difficulty is temporary. You are destined to write it with your own hands.
A wonderful story that is famous all over the world. To be honest, I envy your talent. Well, I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry. My brother will be here to find you tomorrow morning. Goodbye."
After saying that, Aldrich hurriedly ran out of the cafe. His schedule has always been orderly, but today's unexpected encounter with Rowling made him become a person in a hurry.
Rowling, who was holding her business card in the cafe, looked slightly disappointed as Aldrich got into a taxi outside the door.
At this time, the waiter near the bar shook his head and said calmly: "Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he is a liar."
Luo Lin turned around and pushed the stroller out. She couldn't figure it out.
If you have nothing, what can you do to be deceived?
