Drow Mien kept madly flapping the window of the waiting room till the pane was broken into pieces that pricked his palm with blood dripping down along the fractured glass.

• 周敏就使劲地拍打候车室的窗玻璃，玻璃就拍破了，他的手扎出了血，血顺着已有了裂纹的玻璃红蚯蚓一般地往下流，他从血里看见收破烂的老头并没有听见他的呐喊和召唤，而一个瘦瘦的女人脸贴在了血的那面．单薄的嘴唇在翕动着。