十年前我还在北京时做编辑工作,那时我有一个同事叫张潮,接近一米八零的个子,不胖不瘦,眉眼挺好看,还有些忧郁气质。我们同住在单位帮我们租的单元房里,一个人有一个房间,现在我们曾住过的地方拆了,盖上了新的更高的楼。我们一起上下班,很多时候也一起吃饭,因为我们那时都单身。有一次吃饭的时候张潮忍不住向我说起,他在大街上 Ten years ago, when I was still in Beijing, I was an editor. At that time, I had a colleague named Zhang Chao, who was close to one and eighty thousand. He was neither fat nor thin, his facial features were pretty, and his melancholy temperament. We lived in the flat that we had rented for rent, and one of them had a room, and now we have been demolished and covered with a new, taller building. We work together, often eat together, because we are single at the time. Zhang Chao once could not help but talk to me when he was eating, he was on the street