一位作家讲过一件趣闻。某年她借住朋友一所河边别墅闭关写作,离开后,却接到了朋友的电话。朋友支支吾吾问她是不是在别墅居住时,得罪过周围什么人。她想了想说,没有啊。朋友疑惑,说既然这样,为什么这段时间,每天门口都扔着一些血淋淋的死蛙死鱼,特别吓人。与朋友分析半天,两人皆毫无头绪。临撂电话时,朋友忽然想起一事。 A writer told a story. One year she borrowed a friend of a river villa retreat writing, left, but received a friend’s phone. My friend asked me if she was offended in the villa, who offended around. She thought to say, no ah. Friends wondered, since that is the case, why this time every day at the entrance to throw some bloody dead frog dead fish, particularly scary. Analysis with friends for a long time, both are clueless. When I was on the phone, my friend suddenly remembered something.