得知哪吒死讯的时候我正在对着盥洗室的镜子剃须,电话铃响了,一下挂破了下巴的肌肤。忘记电话那头对方是怎么跟我讲的,只记得收线时我回到镜子前洗掉半边剃须泡沫,露出来的皮肤上,血丝看上去像是划过唇线的口红。当然我没有口红。赶到警察局时看见哪吒的母亲坐在里头的等候席上哭得幽幽咽咽,那样子像是抽搐后间歇的喘息。我同庄岛讷讷地坐在长椅的另一边,我们互相看了一眼对方,低头无话。我沉着眉,脑袋一片空白, When I learned that I was shaving at the mirror in the bathroom when I was dead, the phone rang and my chin hung up. Forget how the other side of the phone told me about the other side, just remember to close the line when I go back to the mirror before washing half the shaving foam, exposed skin, bloodshot lips look like lipstick across. Of course I do not have lipstick. Rushed to the police station to see where the mother sitting in the waiting room on the crying faint pharynx, it seems like a pause intermittent gasps after wheezing. Sitting on the other side of the bench with Zhuang Naner, we looked at each other and looked down at each other. I am calm and brow, blank head,