确信是在敲我虚掩着的门时,一张被淋湿了的女子的面孔已探了进来:“卢野夫在吗?” “我就是。”我边走过去边用目光询问她有何贵干。不料目光一相对,她的身子就颤了一下:“你……还认识我么?” 我一时愣住了,竭力搜索脑子里与这张面孔有关联的记忆,但徒劳了。她脸上的兴奋突然掉下来时, Confident that the door of a woman who had been wet was touched when she knocked on my door, “Are you Lu Yef?” “I am.” As I walked past, I asked her with a glance He Guigan. Unexpectedly, the eyes of a relative, her body trembled: “You ... ... know me?” I was stunned, trying to search my mind associated with this face memory, but in vain. Excitement suddenly fell off her face,