1992年初夏,我与同事何大姐外出公干,被雷阵雨阻于蓝田县城。雨停后已近黄昏,我们急奔长途汽车站,想赶回西安。不巧,最后一辆车不理睬我们招手,从面前疾驰而去。沮丧是自然而然的,我们只好站在路口,希望能搭上顺车。又巧,一辆乳白色中巴在身边戛然而止,车门霍然敞开,伸出来一个脑袋,问:“回西安吗?”我们急忙 In the early summer of 1992, my colleague He Sister went out for business and was thunderstruck blocked in Lantian County. After the rain has been near dusk, we rush to the bus station and want to get back to Xi’an. Unfortunately, the last car ignored us, waving away in front of us. Frustration is natural, we had to stand at the intersection, hoping to catch good luck. Also coincidentally, a milky CMB halted around me, door suddenly opened, stretched out a head, asked: “back to Xi’an?” "We are in a hurry