她看着茶壶里浮上来的水雾,感觉自己像坐在一杯茶上,有些飘虚。她挪动一下,实实在在地压着身子下的沙发,背也靠了靠,体会到实体的挤压感。类似这样和一个素不相识的男人见面,这是第五次了吧。每次都是以茶的名义约了,坐着,喝着,交流。她想,茶这东西真好,你一杯我一杯,陌生、熟悉的感觉都可以按到茶里去洗一番,再倒出来就你中有我我中有你,熟悉的更熟悉,陌生的呢,你的号码给了我,我的给了你,然后茶就功成身退。但是前四次交往都以几个回合的言来语去结束,第 She looked at the mist floating in the teapot, feeling like sitting in a cup of tea, some floating. She moved a little, really under the sofa under the body, the back also by the rely on, feel the sense of extrusion of the entity. It’s the fifth time to meet a man like this one. Every time in the name of tea about, sitting, drinking, communication. She thought that tea is a very good thing. You have a glass of me, a stranger, a familiar feeling. You can wash it in the tea and then pour it out to me. You and my acquaintance are familiar and unfamiliar Well, your number gave me, I gave you, and then tea on the successful retirement. But the first four contacts ended in a few rounds of words, the first