我是在旅途中看完阿丁的小说《胎心、异物及其他》的。合上书的时候,飞机正平稳行驶在一个相对狭窄的气流层中,它的上方,湛蓝天宇被一缕缕卷积云拉住,金色的辉光映照其间,向下看,是浓稠翻滚漫无边际的雨云。我回想阅读几部阿丁小说的整体感受,就有点像在这样一个既暧昧又透明的夹缝中穿行。早在《无尾狗》中,阿丁就展现了其统驭纷繁经验的叙事能量,以及感受和捕捉各种芜杂且 I was reading the novel “fetal heart, foreign body and other” while traveling. Close the book, the plane is moving smoothly in a relatively narrow layer of air flow above it, the blue sky was pulled by a plume of convoluted clouds, the golden glow reflects the meantime, looking down, is thick rolling endless Rain cloud. I recall that reading the general feelings of several Adin novels is a bit like walking through such an ambiguous and transparent gap. As early as in “Dogs”, Arding showed his narrative energy of governing numerous experiences, as well as feeling and catching all kinds of miscellaneous and