刘金安出事那天,所有人都在按部就班地过日子。已经是六月。六月的太阳开始有了毒辣的火气,扑面而至的热浪让人有种窒息的感觉。和往常一样,刘金安老早就醒了,窗外有风,吹着后墙根里的两棵槐树刷啦刷啦地响。他平展展地躺在炕上,静静地听着风声,听着身旁女人的鼾声,再也无法入睡。他大睁着眼睛望着天花板,微亮的曙光透过小小的纱窗落进来,只看见隐隐的石膏顶泛着青色的光,这个场景多么熟悉,好像他曾在哪里见过。刘金安努力想了想,脑中一片空白, Liu Jinan accident that day, all people are working step by step to live. It is already June. The sun in June begins to have an aura of flames, and the heat wave blowing in makes a feeling of asphyxiation. As usual, Liu Jin’an woke up early, out of the window wind, blowing the two walls of the roots of the Huacheng brush brush loudly. He lay flat on the kang, quietly listening to the wind, listening to the snoring of a woman beside him, can no longer sleep. With his eyes wide open, he looked down at the ceiling, and the dawn of the light came in through the little window screen, only seeing the glittering gypsum with the glittering blue light, how familiar the scene was as he had seen it before. Liu Jin’an thought hard, mind blank,