星罗拉还没有回来,此刻已近午夜,外界的喧嚣都已被安谧所吞噬,流星裹挟着寒风在天空划出一道道急促的弧线,无声坠地。我正在暗室里处理白天拍的照片,结果没有一张尽如人意。我用剪子把它们弄得零零碎碎全部倒进垃圾桶,顶着乱糟糟的头发走进厨房给自己泡第七杯咖啡。我知道星罗拉可能回来了,但我不准备搭理它——这个透明的喋喋不休的神秘怪物。“你明明就看见了我。”星罗拉拖着它缩在鞋盒里的身子倒 Star Rolla has not come back, now nearly midnight, the noise of the outside world have been swallowed by the quiet, meteoric force coerced the wind in the sky to draw a hurried arc, silent fall. I was in the dark room to deal with photos taken during the day, the result is not a satisfactory one. I use scissors to make them all piecemeal into the trash can, clutching the messy hair into the kitchen and pouring my seventh cup of coffee. I know Star Rolla may be back, but I’m not ready to tie it up - this transparent chatter mystery monster. “You obviously saw me. ” Star Rolla dragged it shrink in the shoe box body fell