小小絮語|擠在廂型車上的雜記

6月 18, 2017






由東岸往北的車上,你拿著手機對著我唸村上春樹100%的女孩,那個四月的早晨。


那是我們在交流道口前,一邊綿綿細雨,我踢著石頭,你有些不耐煩。然後,我們搭了一輛熱情如火的便車,阿姨打開的車門,是三位原住民。(那是另一個故事了)




車上搖搖晃晃的,我們擠在一張單人座上,我屈著身子,聽你細細的聲音,還要聽著有些艱澀的英文。看著你的臉龐映著手機的白光,你的眼球從深藍變成淺藍,故事內容描述擦身而過的有情人。喜歡看著你說話


那天你就在電話裡對著我說:我想唸一篇故事給你聽,期待跟你相見。




不專業英語併計

The journey from east coast to the north, you hold the phone, and read the short story "On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning" from Haruki Muhakami.


We were at the junction, it was drizzle, I looked down and kicked stones, you lost your patience. And then, we got in a enthusiasm van, the woman opened the door, it was three aboriginals.(It was another story)


The van shacked from the left to the right, from right to the left. We sit in a narrow seat together, we squeezed, you told, I listened. Your voice was light and gentle, meanwhile, I needed to try to understand some difficult words. I looked at the screen's light from the phone on your face, your eye balls' color from dark blue to light blue. The plot was about two people passed each other so close. I like to look at you and listen.


On that day, you called me, and told me that you want to read a story to me, can not wait to meet me again.



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