咖啡冷了。空气中飘散的是它最后一丝儿热气。咖啡屋宽大的窗玻璃上附着影影绰绰的雾晕。张恬瞥视着,眼角余光里尽是人行道瓷砖那歪七扭八的花纹,一种失重的错觉瞬间从身体内冒出来——看不见的光充满了整个宇宙,他仿佛正在太空舱中漂移起伏,身体蜷屈着,一点儿声音也发不出来,大概是因为太空舱里压强比较低的缘故。实际上,街上仍然是白天,可能是咖啡屋前伸的绿色雨篷,还有四周拥挤不堪的高楼大 Cold coffee. In the air is the last trace of its heat. Large window glass coffee house attached to the shadow of the fog. Zhang Tian glimpse into the corner of his eyes full of sidewalk tiles that crooked pattern, a weightlessness illusion instantly emerge from the body - the invisible light filled the entire universe, he seems to be floating in the capsule in the ups and downs, the body Curled up, a little voice can not send out, probably because of the relatively low pressure in the spacecraft sake. In fact, the street is still daytime, possibly with a green awning stretched out in front of a coffee shop, and a crowded skyscraper