一又想起《聊斋》,想起蒲松龄,仿佛看见他,在那黑暗中,问我一声:“你是谁?”他的声音很低沉。我的心里有点犹疑,一时半会没有吱声。他又问:“你也是只狐狸精吗?”我摇头,说不是,我说我只是一只流浪猫。他不信,盯着我,那眼睛闪着光。我想躲开他,可是躲不开。于是,我也盯着他(记得《聊斋》中说过此方法)。于是,就是这样盯着,互相盯着,一动不动(看谁先眨眼就是谁先动)。暗中,四周,死般寂静。他真的是蒲松龄吗?我想看清他却总看 One remembered “Ghost Story”, think of Pu Songling, as if to see him, in the darkness, asked me: “Who are you?” His voice was very low. My heart a bit hesitant, half past one will not squeak. He asked again: “Are you also a fox?” “I shook my head, and said no, I said I was just a stray cat. He did not believe, stared at me, his eyes flashing. I want to escape him, but can not hide. So, I also stared at him (remember ”Liao Zhai" said this method). So, just stare at each other, staring at each other, motionless (whichever person blinks first). Secretly, around, death-like silence. Is he really Pu Songling? I want to see him always