【壹】兰州的隆冬没有想象中冷冽,天空是舒服的蓝色。从车站出来的时候已经是上午十点了,阳光正柔和地包裹着这座城市。我戴着巨大的黑色口罩和墨镜穿梭在陌生的人群中。我试图掩盖自己异乡人的身份,只用余光打量着周围的建筑物——这让我看起来像个猥琐的精神病患者。事实上,从九个小时前踏上火车的那一刻起,我就知道,我有病。 壹 壹 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆 隆. It was already ten in the morning from the station and the sun was wrapping the city softly. I was wearing a huge black mask and sunglasses to travel in a strange crowd. I tried to cover up the identity of my stranger and only looked at the surrounding buildings with extra light - it made me look like a wretched mental patient. In fact, from the moment I set foot on the train nine hours ago, I knew I was sick.