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那年夏天,我坐着通宵的火车,千里迢迢赶去岚山港,与一个熟悉的陌生人见面。那是一个女孩,我们一直在网上交谈,但是从未见过面。天亮的时候,我在一个简陋的海边旅馆住了下来,旅馆的玻璃门朝向大海。老板娘是一个肥硕的女人,她有一个十多岁的儿子,长得膘肥体壮,声势骇人。当天傍晚,我趴在旅馆门前的沙滩上整理稿子,老板娘的儿子一瘸一拐地走了过来。我饶有兴味地看着他,笑着问:“你怎么了?”男孩低着头不说话,在我旁边坐了下来。他坐得非常小心,斜斜地,只在沙滩上搁下了半个屁股,显然,他的屁股受伤了。
That summer, I sat all night train, all the way to Arashiyama Hong Kong, met with a familiar stranger. That is a girl, we have been talking online, but never met. At dawn, I stayed at a shabby seaside hotel with glass doors facing the sea. The boss is a fat woman, she has a 10-year-old son, grow fat and strong, appalling momentum. That evening, I lay on the beach in front of the hotel finishing manuscripts, the proprietress’s son limped over came. I looked at him with great interest, and asked with a smile: “What happened? ” The boy bowed his head and did not speak, sat down next to me. He sat very carefully, slanting, leaving only half a buttocks on the beach, apparently his ass hurt.