He stared at the small postcard in front of him. Clasping19 a pencil between his fingers, he clenched his free hand into a fist and dug his knuckles into the table so that he wouldn't cry.

他愣愣地盯着面前那张小明信片，一只手的手指紧扣铅笔，另一只手紧握成拳，指关节使劲儿地抵在桌上，为了不让自己哭出来。