下班回家,看到楼前树底下,蹲着个乡下男孩,双手抱膝,眼睛骨碌碌地看着人。近来,常听说楼里有人家地下室被撬,我就对他多看了一眼,似乎不像个歹徒。 After returning home from work, I saw a boy in the country under the tree in front of the building. He was holding his knees with both hands and looking at people with eyes and bones. Recently, I often heard that someone in the building had been desecrated in the basement. I took one more look at him and it didn’t seem like a gangster.