一北方的风很凉,路面上铺了一层厚厚的雪,街上的人都像是冻结了身体,一步步慵懒地行走,男人隔着玻璃注视着这一切。水雾模糊了他苍白的面庞。天空也是低沉苍白的,一如那个男人。“真是平淡呐,这个世界。平淡得总想让人去改变它。不是吗?”男人没有动,依旧望着已经模糊了的玻璃,微笑着问他的客户。“风老板,”对面的中年人打断了他的思 A cold wind in the north, a thick layer of snow on the pavement, the people on the street like a frozen body, walking step by step lazy, the man looked at it all across the glass. Water fog blurred his pale face. The sky is also pale and pale, as the man. “The man is not moving, still looking at the glass has been blurred, smiling and asked his client. ”Wind boss, " across the middle-aged interrupted his thoughts