现在是回家时间赶到传媒大学地铁站的时候,马凌云兄弟正背着个帆布大书包,娴静自若地刷着手机。定福庄的晨曦滚动在他的一头卷发上,胡楂爬满了下颌与两腮,黑黑的,密密的,像是一只消食的黑山羊,仿佛世间的一切纷扰都被他咀嚼掉了。我是来接马凌云回家的。回我的家。说是家,其实在北京这地方,只能说是一个落脚之地。从几平方米的胡同平房,经历十次搬家,最终贷款买下定福庄这套三十七平方米的一居室,自个儿蜗居已有为难,偏偏接待 It is time to go home to the media university subway station, when Ma Lingyun brothers are carrying a large canvas bag, quietly brush the phone. Ding Fuzhuang dawn rolling in his curly hair, hawthorn covered with jaw and cheeks, dark, dense, like a digestion of black goats, as if all the world’s troubles are chew him It’s I came to pick Ma Lingyun home. Back to my home. That is home, in fact, this place in Beijing, can only say that it is a settlement. From a few square meters of alley bungalows, went through ten moves, the final loan to buy this set of 37 square meters Fuk Fook one-bedroom, dwelling dwelling has been embarrassing, but reception