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我站在长沙长途汽车站冰冷的站台上,瑟瑟发抖。这是一月底,刚过完春节,我从湘西吉首搭汽车来到长沙,来长沙的目的为何,完全没有想明白。春节后的雨夹雪,空气中弥漫着一股酸不拉几的味道,那味道来自腌酸萝卜,染红的萝卜腌着当零嘴儿吃。长沙可见的只有朋友米高,没见过面,这年头,打过电话,发过Email,却从未见过的人,数不胜数。我前两天在“围脖”上给他发了私信,他给了我他的手机,如此便接上了头。在某个场合听人说起过他的过去:在长沙创办过一间出租车公司,旗下有一百多辆桑塔纳,自己也开了一辆打发日子,有一天,不知道为什么厌烦了,将车行
I stood on the cold platform of Changsha coach station, shivering. This is the end of January. Just after the Spring Festival, I came to Changsha from Xiangji Jishou to Changsha and came to Changsha without any intention of knowing it. After the Spring Festival sleet, the air filled with a sour taste, which taste from pickled radish, dyed red radish pickled when the mouth. Visible only Changsha friends Michael, did not meet, this year, made a phone call, sent Email, but have never seen anyone, numerous. Two days ago, I sent him a private letter on his “bib”, and he gave me his cell phone, so he got his head up. Speaking of people talking about his past on some occasions: a taxi company was set up in Changsha, with more than a hundred Santana owned cars, and one day it was taken away. One day, I did not know why I was tired. Car dealers