假如某个人在午夜钟声即将敲响的时候,接到陌生人打来的一个电话。当时窗外的天空呈幽深的蓝黑色,风把没有完全拉上的窗帘吹得飘拂起来。铃声惊天动地,将某个人美丽的梦境撕成无数张碎片。妻子蠕动着身体用被子盖住脑袋恨恨地咒骂着。但某个人睁开疲倦的双眼似乎并不惊慌,也不感到意外。他训练自己的镇静已经有许多年了,就是为了等待这个电话。他知道即使不在子夜,它也会在任何时候到来。 Suppose a person receives a call from a stranger at midnight when the bell is about to ring. At that time, the sky outside the window was deep blue and black, and the wind blew the curtains that were not completely pulled up. Ringtone earth-shattering, a person’s beautiful dream torn into countless pieces. Wife wriggled his body covered with quilt bitterly hated. But it does not seem alarming or surprising for someone to open their weary eyes. He has been training his calm for many years, just to wait for the call. He knew it would come at any time, even if it was not midnight.