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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         白素问起格林堡太太，于连神父叹息道：“格林堡太太由于悲伤过度，已经在上个月去世了。这个世界上的不幸真是太多了。不过，雷先生和格林堡太太都是好人，他们一定会在天堂中相见的。”                                                                                                                                                                白素打开房门，她惊讶地发现，房间里的一切都还是她离去时的样子：蜡烛还在原地，那张唱片也仍然在音响中没有取出。白素好奇地想去按放音键，但随即又猛地将手缩回。                                                                                                                                                                在这房间里，曾有过一个女人问一个男人：“世界上最伤感的事是什么？”                                                                                                                                                                男人回答道：“一是人去楼空，一是咫尺天涯。”                                                                                                                                                                在很多年之后，有一次白素在某地街头听到了流浪艺人在唱这样一首歌：当我的探戈在舞厅中响起时，美丽的神秘女郎飘然而至；一曲难忘，你已随风而去。                                                                                                                                                                带着我的吉它，我走遍天涯，我的探戈在星光下倾诉，你却已芳踪不再，只留下探戈还在回荡。                                                                                                                                                                白色的探戈，火红的烈焰；白色的探戈，蓝色的海……                                                                                                                                                                （全文完）                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

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