“我不卖。”几乎费了整个下午,才找到雨果的旧书店。得到的,是意料中的回答。“那本书——”雨果用指甲轻轻叩击书的封面,呷了口红酒,给我指点:“印数很少。虽然不值钱,可在九三年所有书目中,我只得这一本。” “I do not sell.” It took almost the entire afternoon to find Hugo’s old bookstore. What you get is the expected answer. “The book-” Hugo softly beats the book’s cover with nails, sips lipstick wine and gives me a note: “There are few prints, and although worthless, in all the bibliography of 1993, I only had to One.”