晚上8点钟,街上风很大,这个季节天黑之后,风依旧带着寒凉彻骨的劲道。我拎着笔记本急匆匆往家赶,到十字路口停下一边等红绿灯一边颤颤地哆嗦。旁边有个穿着短裙丝袜的女孩子,身体一直抖,明显是冻坏了。脚边还放着两三个大箱子,她战战兢兢地掏出手机,用有点蹩脚的英文发音,对电话那头讲:
Where are you? I've been waiting here for 30 minutes and I'm very cold now. Why you can't just pick me on time? OK?
(你在哪儿?我已经在这儿等了30分钟了。我现在很冷,你为什么不能准时来接我呢?)