有道是男儿有泪不轻弹,我坐在高铁自己的座位上,虽然尽量靠窗,但还是超出了一点自己的空间。后来的美女一见我,就露出不满的神色,看我无动于衷,不禁嘟囔一句:“长那么胖干什么?”我一时悲从中来。胖怎么了,在家受气还不够,坐个车,也受气,我到底招谁惹谁了? It is a man who has tears do not flicker, I sat on the seat of the high-speed rail, although as much as possible by the window, but still beyond their own space. Later, when the beauty of a see me, to show dissatisfaction look, look at me indifferent, can not help but muttering: “What a long fat so?” Fat how, at home is not enough gas, sitting in a car, but also by the air, I in the end who provoke whom?