苏阳想不通,为什么总有人想了解他的言行?他住的地方简陋无比,在一幢单身汉合住的楼上,百叶窗是屋里唯一值钱的东西。从窗口朝下看,到处是乱堆的垃圾,和随风飘飞的塑料袋。唯一一块养眼的草坪,离他也有五百米。那里的草被修剪过,草坪旁边有一条路,路边长着茂密的两排梧桐。平时,他喜欢买书,一个子儿也没存下。他不打算往上爬,只想这辈子把头埋在书里。这也是他为什么要买百叶窗。他喜欢百叶窗把屋里的光线过滤到半明半暗,甚至令他恍 Su Yang can not figure out why some people always want to know his words and deeds? He lived in a very simple place, in a bachelor living upstairs, shutters is the only valuable thing in the house. Looked down from the window, littered with rubbish and plastic bags floating in the wind. The only seductive lawn, there are five hundred meters away from him. Where the grass was trimmed, there is a road next to the lawn, with two rows of pavilions lined the roadside. Usually, he likes to buy a book, a child did not save. He does not intend to climb, just want to put his head buried in the book in this life. This is why he bought blinds. He liked the blinds to filter the light in the room to half-moon, and even reminded him