Finished attending a day of classhurriedly, Lin ShengdeclinesShen Yanto askhimto eat the snackin the afternoontogether the idea.
匆匆忙忙上完一天的课,林盛拒绝了沈燕下午叫他一起吃小吃的主意。
It is not becausehedoes not wantto go, manybetween-meal snack of schoolXiaochi Street, helikesvery much. What a pityhe can only spendthreedollarsevery dayon average, must therefore save.
不是因为他不想去,学校小吃街的很多零食,他都很喜欢。可惜他现在每天只能平均花三块钱,所以必须节约。Ridesfreepublic transportation.
坐上回去的免费公交车。Lin Shengsitsin the positionby the window, looksancientstreet that the right sideout of the windowwas passing over gently and swiftlyfast.林盛坐在靠窗的位置,望着右侧窗外快速掠过的古旧街道。
These seeminglycurvingfolk customsflower-and-birdpattern, carvesin the storesignboardedge, carvesin the wallcorner, makinghimunconsciousandrememberedlast nightnightmare.
那些看起来弯弯曲曲的民俗花鸟花纹,雕刻在商店牌匾边缘,雕刻在墙壁边角,让他不自觉的又想起昨晚的噩梦。‚Honknextstand, Old CityTextile Factory.’ The standardXilinglanguagefemale voicemakesLin Shengget back one's composurefrom the thinking.
‘嘟下一站,旧城纺织厂。’标准的席琳语女声让林盛从思索里回过神。Heraised the iron greybook bag, stoodfrom the seat, givesgrandma who justboarded. Thenoneselfhandgrabs the top of the headarm rest, slowlyis pushing the crowd, movestoward the entrance.
他提起灰白色书包,从座位上站起来,让给一个刚上车的老奶奶。然后自己手抓着头顶扶手,慢慢挤着人群,朝门口挪动。‚Pushesanythingto push! Does!’
‘挤什么挤!作死呢!’‚Young peoplelimelight! Do not affecteveryone.’
‘年轻人注意点!别影响到大家。’‚Myfoot, youstepped onmyfoot! Doesanything!’
‘我的脚,你踩到了我的脚!搞什么啊!’
The person who the surroundingswere pushedmakes the soundassorted, liketouches the toy that said.
周围被挤到的人杂七杂八发出声音,就像一个个一碰就叫的儿童玩具。Lin Shengremains unmoved, hisheight1.7mfive, the stature not thinis not fat, hiddenis powerfulin the school uniformfollowingmusclehealth. Mustlook like the Caucasianbesidesskinsomewhite/in vain, noshortcoming.林盛不为所动,他身高一米七五,身材不瘦不胖,隐藏在校服下面的肌肉健康有力。除了皮肤有些白得像白人外,没什么缺点。Pū.
噗。
The vehicle dooropensautomatically, Lin Shengjumps down, deeplyinspires, thenlooked in a car(riage).
车门自动打开,林盛跳下来,深吸一口气,回头看了眼车内。In the public transportationcame up78people, the entirevehicleslike the expiredcanned food that pushingsoonblasts, closes the vehicle doorslowly, startsleaves.
公交车里又上去了七八个人,整个车辆就像挤得快要炸掉的过期罐头,缓缓关上车门,发动离开。Carrying out official dutiespassing stationtoward rightmore than tenmeters, arehisfamily/homesmallareaHuilian Little Area.
从公交车站往右十几米,就是他家小区惠里安小区。
The communityfront dooriscircular archsection iron frame, above‚Huilian Little Area’row of Chinese charactersare hangingsomewhatcrookedly.
小区大门是个圆拱形铁架子,上边‘惠里安小区’一排方块字悬挂得有些歪。By the front doorallselectsSiraunt who the wicker basketis selling the vegetable/dish. Someresidentinhabitantssettle downchildfrontto bargain back and forthin the vegetable stall.
大门两侧全是挑着箩筐来卖菜的大爷大妈。一些居民住户驻足在菜摊子面前讨价还价。In the afternoon, the hottemperaturehas droppedtwentydegrees, is not hotlike the daytime.
下午时分,热烘烘的气温已经下降到了二十几度,不像白天那么热。Lin Shengacrosssomewhatrustyred lacqueriron gate, straightwalkstoward the communitydeep placealong the pitch.林盛穿过有些生锈的红漆铁门,沿着斜坡笔直往小区深处走去。Arrives at the fifthbuilding, turnstoward right. Entered the stair hall in No. 11unitbuilding.
走到第五栋楼房,往右一拐。进了十一号单元楼的楼梯间。In the corridoron the wallpastedcompletely the all kinds and sortsadlet, the unlocking, dug the canal, the moving company, messy and disorderlyhad everything expected to find.
楼道里墙壁上贴满了各式各样的小广告,开锁的,修下水道的,搬家公司的,乱七八糟应有尽有。Hewalksin the staircase, suddenly the feelingsolesomewhatmounts the flour gruel, lifts the footto look,does not knowiswhosprinklesin the ice cream of ground, had been stepped on a footbyhim. Inside the whitesneakersshoe sole, has moistenedmanycreamy-whiteice cream.
他走在楼梯上,忽然感觉脚底有些黏糊糊的,抬脚一看,不知道是谁洒在地上的冰淇淋,已经被他踩了一脚。白色运动鞋鞋底内侧,已经沾了不少奶白色冰淇淋。Heis knitting the browsin the staircaseedges and cornersblowsblew, cleanedreluctantly, continuedto go upstairs.
他皱着眉在楼梯棱角上刮了又刮,勉强弄干净了些,才继续上楼。Arrivedthreebuildings, pulled out the key, left side ofskilledopeningfirstfamilies'security door, walked.
到了三楼,掏出钥匙,熟练的打开左侧第一户人家的防盗门,走了进去。„Father.”Stoodin the entrance, Lin Shengcalled the sound.
“老爹。”站在门口,林盛叫了声。In the family/homeno one, a sounddoes not have.
家里没人,一个声音也没。Hissilentchanges the slipper, the backhandcloses the door.
他沉默的换好拖鞋,反手关上门。Following the corridoracross the living room, enters the bedroom.
顺着走廊穿过客厅,走进卧室。Lin Shengcannot help butlooked at the eyedesk, on the chair before tableas ifalsositslast nightthatback in dream.林盛不由自主的看了眼自己书桌,桌前的椅子上仿佛还坐着昨晚梦中的那个背影。Hesilent, walks, pushes the chairgently, sits. Let the softarrange/clothpad and hardchairbacksurrounds itself.
他沉默了下,走过去,轻轻拉开椅子,坐上去。让松软的布垫和硬硬的椅背包围自己。On a day of class, sat, a thickbeing strandedintentthenwells up.
上了一天课,一坐下来,一阵浓厚的困意便涌上来。Lin Shengstands up, somedo not dareto lieon the tablerest, last nightnightmaremakeshimnowmemorystillnew.林盛站起身,有些不敢趴在桌上睡,昨晚的噩梦让他现在都记忆犹新。Every afternoon after going home, hehasto take a napa halfhour of custom. Althoughlast nightnightmaremadehisheartstartled, butthatwas only the dream.
每天下午回家后,他都有小睡半小时的习惯。昨晚的噩梦虽然让他心惊,但那只是梦而已。Hassuchidea.
带着这样的想法。Hehesitant , before arriving at the bed, takes off the coatschool uniform, turns over/stands upto draw the quilt, coverson the belly.
他犹豫了下,还是走到床前,脱掉外衣校服,翻身拉过被子,盖在肚子上。
The setting sun of out of the windowseems like the blood the same as sprinkle the bedroom, fallson the desk, fallson the floor tile.
窗外的夕阳像是血一样洒进卧室,落在书桌,落在地砖上。Blurrywithin, the Lin Shengconsciousnessis slowly fuzzy.
迷迷糊糊间,林盛意识慢慢模糊。Ignorantdoes not know how longrested.
浑浑噩噩不知道睡了多久。Suddenlynear the ear a slightwail, awakensfrom the sleephim.
忽然耳边一阵细微的哭泣声,将他从睡梦里惊醒过来。
……
呜
The soundlike the femalein the mewl, seems like singinganything.
声音就像女子在低泣,又像是在歌唱着什么。Mournful, desperate, high-pitched and fine. Withoccasionalrapidbreathing.
凄然,绝望,尖细。伴随着偶尔的急促呼吸声。Lin Shengopens the eyeslowly.林盛缓缓睁开眼睛。Helieson the bed, movescannotmove.
他又躺在床上,一动不能动。Incorner of the eyesplit vision, before the desk, sits a whiteskirtas before.
眼角余光里,书桌前依旧坐着一袭白裙。With the previousdifference, thiswhiteskirtgirlis changing the shouldersrapidly, exudes the carefulpanic-strickentwitchingsoundunceasingly. It looks like frightensexcessivelypanic.
和上次不同,这次白裙女孩急促松动着双肩,不断发出细细的惊恐抽搐声。就像是惊吓过度的恐慌者。pā tà.啪嗒。pā tà.啪嗒。pā tà.啪嗒。
The sound of footstepscame.
脚步声又来了。Lin Shengcanfeel,somepeopleare approachingfrom the corridorstep by step, across the living room, is closetoward the bedroom.林盛能够感觉到,有人正从走廊一步步靠近,穿过客厅,朝着卧室接近。Thatdimsound of footstepsis even more clear, more and moreloud.
那朦胧的脚步声越发清晰,越来越响。
The female before deskcriedrapidly, hershoulderstwitchedquickly. The whole personwill as if set outto flee to the wildernessmomentarily.
书桌前的女子哭得更急促了,她双肩抽动得更快了。整个人仿佛随时会起身落荒而逃。
The sound of footstepsis getting more and more near.
脚步声越来越近。kāchā.咔嚓。
The dooropensslowly.
房门缓缓打开。Lin Shengscalponetight, does not know that inwhyheartgushes out the richfear.林盛头皮一紧,不知道为何的心中涌出浓郁的恐惧。Allpeaceful a smallmeeting.
一切安静了一小会。Pū!!
噗!!
The quiltwas raisedsuddenly.
猛然间被子被一掀而起。Lin Shengfeels the whole bodyto tingle with numbness, the eyesopenfiercely, the pupiltightens.林盛感觉全身发麻,双眼猛地睁大,瞳孔紧锁。Unexpectedlywhenthatpersondoes not know, has arrived at the tail block, lifts the lightquiltto throwtowardhim.
那个人居然不知道什么时候,已经走到了床尾,一把掀开薄薄的被子朝他扑来。
!!!
啊!!!Lin Shengraised the headfiercely, sets outfrom the bed. Inhead an ignorance.林盛猛地抬头,从床上直起身。脑袋里一片浑噩。hū hū hū呼呼呼Heis panting for breathfast, the bodyfullis the sweat, the personalT-shirtsoakscompletely.
他快速喘息着,身上满是汗水,贴身的t恤都全部湿透。„MyI”hewantedto sayanything, butanythingcould not say.
“我我”他想要说些什么,但什么也说不出。
A brainblank.
大脑一片空白。Suchdullpartlysitson the bed, motionless, enough more than tenminutes.
就这么呆呆的半坐在床上,一动不动,足足十多分钟。Heis returning to normalas far as possible the breath, slows downthoroughlyuntil the heartbeat, no longerpūpasses the chaoticsoundlikebeating a drum, laterlooks all around.
他尽可能的平复着呼吸,直到心跳彻底放缓下来,不再像打鼓一样噗通乱响,之后才环顾四周。Inbedroomempty, out of the windowsilvercrescent moonsprinklesexquisitelysuch as the halo of gauze.
卧室里空空荡荡,窗外银色的弯月洒下细腻如纱的光晕。Lin Shengput out a handto wipe a forehead, in the handallwas the sweat.林盛伸手抹了把额头,手里全是汗水。„Damn, took a napunexpectedlycontinuallycanheback on the dreamtothat”slowlyin the bedhead, deepbreath.
“见鬼了,居然连小睡都能梦到那个”他缓缓背靠在床头,深深呼吸。„Thatdreamtime, was nearerinhisheartto stir the thicksense of alarmbefore”.
“还是之前那个梦这次,更近了”他心中鼓荡着浓浓的恐慌感。Butall along the calmcustom, makinghimsuppress the heart of beatunceasingly.
但一贯冷静的习惯,让他不断的压制着跳动的心脏。„Fearcould not solveanyproblem, Imustbe calm”
“害怕解决不了任何问题,我必须冷静”He from childhood, understood a truthvery much, the more you panic, onthe likelier you are to make mistakes, the likelier you are to waste time and spirit.
他从很小时候,就明白一个道理,越是慌乱,就越容易出错,越容易浪费时间和精神。Calm, candiscoversolutiondifficultmostquickly.
只有冷静,才能最快找出解决困难的办法。
The Lin Shengunceasingdeep breath, by the bedhead, returns to normaltime and time againownheartbeat.林盛不断深呼吸,靠在床头,一次一次的平复自己的心跳。Roughly after fiveminutes, heblows off the brainthoroughly, making the moodreturn tonormal.
约莫五分钟后,他才彻底放空自己大脑,让情绪恢复正常。„Thisdream, approachesone by one. Beforethatsound of footstepsinout of the door, enters the roomnowunexpectedly, even can also liftmyquilt!”Lin Shengfelt that thisseems likesomeindication.
“这个梦,一次比一次逼近。之前那个脚步声只是在门外,现在居然进了房间,甚至还能掀开我被子!”林盛感觉这像是某种预示。Hehas a feeling, whateverif the master of thatsound of footstepsfirstoperates the quilt, holds itself.
他有种感觉,如果任由那个脚步声的主人先开自己被子,抓住自己。Laterwill likely havesome not unimaginablematter.
之后可能会发生某种无法想象的事。Hehassuchpremonition, unclearpremonition.
他有这样的预感,不详的预感。„Has a lookagain, if the nextthisdream, mustthink that timemeans”Lin Shengdecidedat heart. Evenpast lifememorythismattercanawaken, but alsothere is any thing unable to happen.
“再看看,如果下一次还是这个梦,就得想个办法了”林盛心里决定。连前世记忆这种事都能觉醒,还有什么东西不能发生的。
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