上篇下午三点多,天空就矮了下来,空气中有雨的腥味。是夏日的雨腥,蓄满了生殖的微粒。公车再不来,她就要放弃已然枯等的四十分钟,改搭计程车了。站牌底下另有一个男人,他也在等。城市的噪音持续淹进耳朵,为苦闷的等待计时。待新的噪音加入,行人开始快走,大雨就落下了。男人不等了,拦下一辆计程车,临走前转头问她:你往哪个方向,要不要送你一段?素昧平生,就这样搭上陌 The first three in the afternoon, the sky is short, the smell of rain in the air. Rainy summer, full of reproductive particles. The bus will not come, she would give up already dead wait 40 minutes, take a taxi. There is another man beneath the stop sign, and he’s waiting. The city’s noise continued to flood the ears, waiting for the bored wait time. When new noise was added, pedestrians started to walk away and heavy rain fell. Men do not wait, stopped a taxi, before leaving to ask her: where are you going, or do you want to send you a period?