错误的书店

卢卡斯点了一杯咖啡，坐在咖啡馆空荡荡的角落里。他拿出书，试着阅读。但隔壁桌的男人一直在看他。

Lucas ordered a coffee and sat in the empty corner of the café. He took out his book and tried to read. But the man at the next table was watching him.

“那是个很老的版本。”那男人说。卢卡斯抬起头。男人穿着厚重的夹克，尽管咖啡馆里很暖和。“我以前卖过这样的书。就在拐角处。那家店现在没了。”

"That's a very old edition," the man said. Lucas looked up. The man was wearing a heavy jacket, even though the café was warm. "I used to sell books like that one. Around the corner. The shop is gone now."

“没了？”卢卡斯问。他感到有些尴尬，但不知道如何结束谈话。“是什么样的店？”

"Gone?" Lucas asked. He felt awkward, but he didn't know how to leave the conversation. "What kind of shop?"

那男人轻声笑了。“旧书店。开了四十年。后来大楼卖给了银行。银行三年前也关了。现在是一家服装店。”他望向窗外。“每次路过，我都会忘记一秒钟。我几乎想走进去。”

The man laughed quietly. "Old books. Forty years. Then the building was sold to a bank. The bank closed too, three years ago. Now it's a clothing store." He looked out the window. "Every time I pass by, I forget for one second. I almost go inside."

卢卡斯合上书，认真听着。那男人并没有要求什么。他只是想告诉别人一个曾经存在的地方。

Lucas closed his book and listened. The man did not ask for anything. He just wanted to tell someone about a place that used to be there.