“you think wrong!”让人意想不到,司望直接说出了后面的英文,“i have as much soul as you, and full as much heart! and if god had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, i should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. i am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh; it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at god's feet, equal, as we are!”
当他声情并茂字正腔圆地背诵完毕,谷秋莎已不敢直视这孩子的双眼。十年前,谷秋莎送给申明一本《简·爱》的原版小说,那是她爸爸去美国考察时带回来的,她记得申明反复背诵过这段英文。
“就仿佛我们两人穿过坟墓。”
她情不自禁用中文念出这句,司望低垂眼帘,目光隐藏在长长的睫毛后面:“对不起,我看过英文原着,但只会背这段英文。”
“司望,你明白这句话的意思吗?”
“明白。”
“就好像经历过一样?”
他停顿几秒钟,摇摇头:“不知道。”
谷秋莎也不知该说什么好?两人沉默着向前走去,在苏州河边最僻静的那段,一辆破烂的吉普车停在路边。
这辆车怎么看都有些眼熟,虽然四个轮子瘪了两个,车前脸差不多掉了,牌子车标也都没了,只有一副外地牌照斜插在后面。她仍能看出这是一辆老款jeep,后面车窗上画着一朵红玫瑰插在白骷髅中,虽然厚厚的灰尘与污垢令其暗淡,但可确定是原来车上的喷涂。
司望在旁边说了一句:“这辆车在此两年了,一年级时,爷爷送我回家路上就有了。”
严格来说,这只是一具汽车的尸体。
秋天,河边变得荒凉萧瑟,那辆车始终停在那
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