琼和他,已经认识很久了。但成为朋友,还是最近的事。那是一个阴雨霏霏的晚上,琼一个人坐在办公室的落地窗前,望着窗外雨中的街景发呆。迷蒙的细雨中,霓虹和街灯闪烁迷离,五光十色,可她的心,却像这初春的雨天一样沉郁。桌上的那一沓报告书是自己近年来最得意的一个case,可是交到主管那里,却被贬损得一文不值。特别是争论到最后,主管居然歇斯底里似的,红头涨脸、脖子根儿老粗。 Joan and him, have known for a long time. But being friends is still the latest. It was a rainy night, Joan sitting in front of the office floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window in the rain in the street daze. Misty rain, neon and street lights flashing blurred, colorful, but her heart, but like the early spring rainy days as gloomy. The pile of reports on the table is one of the most proud cases of its own in recent years, but the supervisor has been devalued. In particular, argued in the end, the supervisor actually hysterical, red-faced, his neat roots.