一上车,我就坐到了最后一排。我眯缝着眼装出瞌睡的样子,但眼神扫视着车厢里的每个人。走道上只有两个站着的男子。一个矮个,留着长发扎了一个马尾;另一个高高瘦瘦的。凭直觉,我觉得这两个人有着某种默契和秘密。坐在我右边的,是对农村父子。车子刚动,父亲就叹息起来,小山,这卖牛的 On the train, I sat in the last row. I squinted and drowsy, but glanced at everyone in the compartment. There are only two standing men on the corridor. A short, long hair tied a ponytail; the other tall and skinny. Intuition, I think these two people have some kind of tacit understanding and secrets. Sitting on my right is to father and son in rural areas. Car just move, my father sighed, Hill, which sell cattle