波波小说

第9部分（第3页）

guy　in　a　baseball　cap；　iced　coffee　in　hand；　reading　a　magazine。　He　looked　up　and　caught　Dan

staring；　and　Dan　quickly　averted　his　eyes。

？Soooo　。　。　。？　Greg　looked　over　at　his　closed　notebook。　？What　are　you　working　on？　Another

futureNew　Yorker　poem？？　？Hah。？　Dan　snorted；　opening　the　notebook　and　holding　up　the　blank

page。　？I？m　supposed　to　be　working　on　a　poem　for　Vanessa？s　sister？s　wedding；　but　I　can？t　think　of

a　thing　to　say。　I　mean；　what　do　I　know　about　marriage？？　Greg　wiped　his　hands　on　his　jeans。　？All

you　have　to　do　is　envision　the　person　you　love　most　in　the　world？the　person　you　want　to　wake　up

with　in　the　morning　and　go　to　sleep　with　at　night。？　He　paused；　blushing　deeply　and　running　his

hands　through　his　hair。　？Even　if　you　haven？t　met　that　person　yet？you　just　have　toimagine　them！　I

mean；　with　me　and　。　。　。？　Greg　looked　sheepishly　at　the　ground。　？I　can？t　imagine　wanting　to　do

those　things　withanyone　else；　you　know？？　？I　guess。？　Dan　stared　at　the　cracks　in　the　cement。　？I　just

don？t　know　if　there？s　anyone　I　feel　like　that　about　。　。　。　any…more。？　He　closed　his　notebook　and

tucked　it　back　inside　his　messenger　bag。

Looking　at　Greg？s　feet；　Dan　noticed　he　was　wearing　black　socks　with　little　white　Paul　Frank

monkey　faces　on　them。　Dan　didn？t　know　exactly　what　his　type　of　guy？er；　person？was　yet；　but　he

was　pretty　darn　sure　his　soul　mate　didn？t　wear　monkey　socks。

？I　mean；？　he　started　again；　looking　over　at　Greg；　who　was　listening　intently；　？how　will　I　know

when　it？s　the　right　person？？　Greg　held　Dan？s　gaze　for　a　moment　before　standing　up。　He　slapped

the　back　of　his　white　jeans　with　both　hands。　？You？ll　just　。　。　。　know；？　he　said　quietly。　？You？ll　know

when　you　know。？　Dan　looked　out　again　at　the　sea　of　people　on　the　street？the　wide…eyed　tourists

with　their　cameras；　the　skater　kids　who　flocked　to　Union　Square　in　the　summer；　the　NYU　students

who　were　moving　into　their　apartments　a　few　weeks　early；　lugging　hand…me…down　furniture；　arms

loaded　with　boxes。　In　the　few　minutes　that　he　and　Greg　had　been　sitting　here；　hundreds　of　people

must　have　walked　past。　If　he　stayed　a　little　longer；　those　hundreds　would　soon　be　thousands。　How

could　you　find　one　out　of　thousands？　Wouldn？t　it　take　forever？

Greg　stuck　his　hands　into　his　pockets。　？You？ll　know　when　you　can？t　imagine　seeing　anyone　else

after　the　day？s　over；　and　even　though　you　just　saw　them　a　few　hours　ago；　you　can？t　wait　to　see

them　again　that　night。？　Dan　nodded　mutely；　still　dizzily　watching　the　crowd　on　the　sidewalk　as　if

it　held　all　of　life？s　answers。

？Well；　I？d　better　get　back　to　work；？　Greg　said；　pushing　his　glasses　up　on　his　nose。　？I？m　not　even

on　break　yet？I　just　snuck　out　to　talk　to　you。？　Dan　remembered　himself　and　stood　up；　slinging　his

messenger　bag　over　one　shoulder。　He　grabbed　Greg？s　arm　before　he　walked　away。

？Hey；？　he　said；　moving　closer。　？Thanks　。　。　。　for　everything。？　Greg　smiled。　He　wrapped　his　arms

around　Dan？s　back　and　squeezed　tight；　clapping　him　on　the　shoulders　before　they　both　pulled

back。

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