讲座已经结束,我还无法走下讲台,有几名听众上来索要签名。讲座的大厅是个小型的剧场,平时会偶尔有一些演出。今天是周末的上午。人流稀稀拉拉地向外走,像是一出散场的戏剧。风穿堂而过,刚才讲课时没感觉到冷,因为我脚下有一个电暖气吹着,现在才发现,剧场里根本没有暖气。真不知道,台下的那些人是怎么坚持听我讲完的。我微笑着签名,照相。最后看到了她。她一直躲在其他人背后,直到讲台上只剩下我,她才挪过来,开始我还没有意识到有什么问题,用眼角扫了一下她,长头发,一个约莫二十多岁 The lecture has ended, I still can not walk down the podium, several listeners come up to sign. The lecture hall is a small theater, and there are occasional occasional performances. Today is the morning of the weekend. The crowd flowed out, like a comedy drama. The wind passed through the hall, just did not feel cold lecture, because I have a warm air blowing at the foot, only to find that there is no heating in the theater. I really do not know how people at the stage insisted on listening to me. I smiled and signed and photographed. Finally saw her. She had been hiding behind other people until she had me on the podium, and she moved in. At first I did not realize there was any problem. She glanced at her with her eyes, her long hair, and a woman in her twenties