寒冬时节,万里晴空。甚至我想,除去天气有些冷,冬天与夏天也未必有何区别。阳光没有了树叶遮掩,肆意地洒在身上。而路旁光秃秃的枝桠,更显几分薄凉。一如平日,我坐在角落里吃早点,连带着听红颖的边角新闻。红颖是这家店的老板,我的朋友,不过我不喜欢喊她“闺蜜”。那是小女生的称呼,不适合我,更不适合她。我看着碗中的热气渐渐升空,然后听到红颖说:“林川来上海了。”我盯着红颖看,再无心思放在碗里的食物。我 Winter season, Miles Clear Sky. Even I think, remove the weather some cold, winter and summer may not have any difference. Sunshine leaves without cover, wanton sprinkle on the body. The bare branches of the roadside, even more cool. As usual, I sat in the corner to eat breakfast, with Hongying edge news. Hongying is the owner of this store, my friend, but I do not like to call her “girlfriends ”. That is the name of a little girl, not for me, but not for her. I watched the heat in the bowl gradually rise, and then heard Hongying said: “Lin Chuan came to Shanghai.” "I stare at Hongying, no longer mind the food in the bowl. I