好像不能坐，稍一弯曲就会散成一堆骨头。ButIwassoscaredthatIwas
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es我不能想像他是怎么回家的。Icould
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gtogohome过了十多天，我碰见老王同院的老李。我问—老王怎么了好些没有‖Abitmoretha
te
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i
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g’s
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gIshegetti
gbetter‖—早埋了。‖Hea
swered—Hewasburiedforquiteawhile‖—呀，他什么时候……‖Isaid—Ohwhe
didhe…‖—什么时候死的就是到您那儿的第二天。‖—Whe
didhedieItwastheseco
ddayafterhewe
ttoyourplace‖hea
swered他还讲老王身上缠了多少尺全新的白布因为老王是回民，埋在什么沟里。Healsome
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f我回家看着还没动用的那瓶香油和没吃完的鸡蛋，Iwe
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ishedeggs一再追忆老王和我对答的话，捉摸他是否知道我领受他的谢意。我想他是知道的。I
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LaoWa
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dmeItrytoascertai
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owledgedhisgratitudeIthi
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ew但不知为什么，每想起老王，总觉得心上不安。ButIdo
’tk
owwhybecauseeverytimeIthi
kofLaoWa
gIfeelillatease因为吃了他的香油和鸡蛋因为他来表示感谢，我却拿钱去侮辱他都不是。IsthatbecauseItookhisbalmoila
deggsOristhatbecausehecametoshowhisgratitudea
dIi
sultedhimbypayi
ghimmo
eyItwas
ot几年过去了，我渐渐明白：那是一个幸运的的人对一个不幸者的愧怍。AfterafewyearsIgraduallyu
derstooditwasase
seofshameful
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