我们一直在等那个听自己说话的人,庆幸的是,尚能找得到。年少时的玩伴、青春时的闺蜜,他们不厌其烦地听我们絮絮叨叨地诉说这样或那样、高兴或不高兴的事,耐心地听我们碎碎念过去和未来可知或不可知的事。总会有这样一个听众围绕在你身边,总会有理解你的人在合适的时间出现,免去黎戈笔下没有人能说得上话的那份孤单。 We’ve been waiting for the guy who listens to himself, but fortunately, we can still find it. When they were young playmates and youth girlfriends, they took the trouble to listen to us talking in vain about one thing or the other, happy or unhappy, and patiently listening to the things we knew or could not know from the past and the future. There will always be such a listener around you, there will always be people who understand you appear at the right time, eliminating the Lonely no one can speak of the lonely.