星期二, 八月 14, 2007
Betray
我還記得，那天她回來以後，和往常一般行動，只是不太有笑容。聽著她靜靜的說，那個地鐵站的談判過程，很難想像這是怎麼煎熬的，好友與男人的背叛，兩巴掌都不夠重。
「怎麼你都沒有哭?」我問。她說不知道為什麼，自己異常的平靜，那男人之前也曾經如此。
在台北下雨的午後，我突然想起過去的這段故事，像是鉛鐵般重的沉落，無聲。
I still remember that day. She came home in the evening and acted as usual, except her smile fell away. She dwelled on what had happened in the MRT station, about a story of betraying by her man and her friend.
“Why don’t you cry?” I asked. She could not tell the reason but felt and powerless and speechless. This was not the first time the man did to her.
The memory came up in my mind, in the raining afternoon of Taipei.
「怎麼你都沒有哭?」我問。她說不知道為什麼，自己異常的平靜，那男人之前也曾經如此。
在台北下雨的午後，我突然想起過去的這段故事，像是鉛鐵般重的沉落，無聲。
I still remember that day. She came home in the evening and acted as usual, except her smile fell away. She dwelled on what had happened in the MRT station, about a story of betraying by her man and her friend.
“Why don’t you cry?” I asked. She could not tell the reason but felt and powerless and speechless. This was not the first time the man did to her.
The memory came up in my mind, in the raining afternoon of Taipei.
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