汽车在小镇崎岖不平的街道上颠簸着驶向火车站。婆罗洲中午的阳光透过车顶天窗照着拜姆,在它浓密的毛上形成一个半透明的橙色光晕。拜姆静静地坐在我旁边,不时伸出手臂搂住我的胳膊,并侧过头来与我对视。我从它的眼神里读出了越来越多的不安,难道这只不到一岁大的红毛猩猩此时已感觉到我们即将分手了吗?抱腿之缘我踏上婆罗洲的第一天就遇到了拜姆,那 The car bumps along the bumpy streets of the town toward the train station. The sunlight at noon on the island of Borneo shone through the roof window to Baum, forming a semitransparent orange glow on its dense hair. Baim sat quietly next to me, from time to time arm outstretched arm, and turned my head and looked at me. I read more and more uneasiness from its eyes, did not this only one-year-old orangutan feel that we were about to break up now? I was on the edge of Borneo One day met Baum, that