有些往事不会那么容易一笔勾销,比如对于黑八的记忆,多年以来,它一直在悄悄跟踪我,直到逼着我来写下这篇小说,至少有个交代。想至此处,黑八的样子也就从记忆深处翻了出来。他那张一团和气的脸上,总是挂着一丝懒洋洋的微笑。眼睛黑白分明,睫毛长得近乎妩媚,若不是嘴唇上已生出毛茸茸的八字胡,黑八仿似女生。初识黑八,还是上中学没多久的时候。那次,我背着书包,低着头往学校里走,忽然被两个学生会的人拦住,质问我,为何没戴 Some of the past will not be so easy to write off, such as the memory of the black eight, over the years, it has been quietly tracking me until I was forced to write the novel, at least one explanation. Think of this, black eight looks also turned out from the depths of memory. He always lashed a smile of laziness on his cheeky face. Black and white eyes, eyelashes look almost charming, if not the lips have given birth hairy character Hu, black and eight like girls. First met black eight, or not long before high school. That time, I was carrying a school bag, head down to go to school, suddenly stopped by two student unions, asked me why I did not wear