早上八点的时候,我已经到实验室了。今天早上的任务很多,因为中午要赶去和男友见面。昨天晚上他打电话说有重要的事跟我说,我预感到那不是什么好事。这一段时间他对我的态度都很冷淡,我想他可能从别人那里听说了什么。在去实验室的路上,我一边喝着在超市买的豆浆一边给一个朋友发了一条短信:昨夜南京下了一场大雨。梦也是淅淅沥沥,雨打芭蕉的。他问我渐淅沥沥的梦是个啥梦。一个关于下雨或者流泪的梦。当我拧上最后一个水合反应釜的时候,我习惯性地拿食指的指甲尖划着它的金属盖。这是我多年以前养成 At eight o’clock in the morning, I’ve been in the lab. This morning a lot of tasks, because noon rush to meet with her boyfriend. Last night he called to say something of important importance to me and I foretold that was not a good thing. He was very cold with me for some time, and I think he might hear something from others. While on my way to the lab, I was sending a text message to a friend while sipping soy milk bought at the supermarket: Heavy rain took place in Nanjing last night. Dreams are lingering, rain banana. He asked my gradual dream is a dream. A dream about rain or tears. When I screwed in the last hydration reactor, I used to get the nails of the index finger to draw its metal cover. This is what I grew up years ago