当我完成最后一篇稿件，抬头一瞧，偌大的办公室只剩下我一人了。墙上的挂钟已指到午后４点，平日喧闹的办公大厅，今天却出奇的静，也难怪，大年三十，忙碌了一年的同事们难得提前下班与家人团聚。 此时，我坐在办公桌前，揉揉昏花的双眼，点燃一支烟，抬头望着窗外，我忽然发 When I finished the last manuscript, I looked up and saw that there was only me left in the huge office. The wall clock has pointed to 4 o’clock in the afternoon, noisy office lobby on weekdays, but today is surprisingly quiet, no wonder, New Year’s Eve, busy for a year colleagues rarely get off work early with their families. At this point, I sat at my desk, rubbed his eyes dim, lit a cigarette, looked up at the window, I suddenly