火车穿行在黑夜深处。透过车窗,远远望去,大地一片灰白,水墨画一样,横亘在夜幕之下。我狗刨一样爬出狭窄的中铺,站在车厢连接处抽烟。一个中年男子在我身后举着手机正在打电话。他似乎很生气:——我告诉你,做人做事必须讲信用,一点诚信都没有,还怎么在社会上混?——你别耍我,我们不是讲好了你陪我一个晚上,我房都开好了。你竟然当着我的 The train goes deep in the night. Through the window, from afar, the earth a gray, ink painting, lying in the night under. My dog ​​planed to crawl out of the narrow shop, standing in the car junction smoking. A middle-aged man holding a cell phone behind me is calling. He seems to be very angry: - I tell you, a man must do something credit, no integrity, but also mixed in the community? - You do not want me, we do not say you stay with me one night, my room Well opened. You are in front of me