倒数第14天:总有一点小幻想我们是这样飘到大兴的。清晨5点不到,我们就开始噼里啪啦地洗漱捆被子塞编织袋,胳膊腿比袋子里的东西更混乱。窗外的雨还在蒙蒙地下,我也不知怎的就下了五楼,逃荒到了几里外,装车,并且就坐。我很快结束了梦游进入深度睡眠,直到表盘上的分针拧过去了360度,我的头重重地砸在了车窗上,成了一个极不均衡的葫 Countdown to the fourteenth day: there is always a little fantasy we are drifting to Daxing. Less than 5:00 in the morning, we started to crack the bags of quilts stuffed woven bags, arms and legs more messy things in the bag. The rain outside the window is still dark, I also know what to do on the fifth floor, fleeing to a few miles away, loading, and sitting. I quickly ended my sleep and went into deep sleep until the minute hand on the dial went through 360 degrees. My head hit the car window heavily and became a very unbalanced