“Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless?”
不经意间，谷秋莎背出这段简·爱对罗切斯特所说的名言开头，她相信眼前的男孩很难通过这轮考试，若能把中文翻译出来谢天谢地了。
“You think wrong!”让人意想不到，司望直接说出了后面的英文，“I have as much soul as you, and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh; it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal, as we are!”
当他声情并茂字正腔圆地背诵完毕，谷秋莎已不敢直视这孩子的双眼。十年前，谷秋莎送给申明一本《简·爱》的原版小说，那是她爸爸去美国考察时带回来的，她记得申明反复背诵过这段英文。
“就仿佛我们两人穿过坟墓。”
她情不自禁用中文念出这句，司望低垂眼帘，目光隐藏在长长的睫毛后面：“对不起，我看过英文原著，但只会背这段英文。”
“司望，你明白这句话的意思吗？”
“明白。”
“就好像经历过一样？”
他停顿几秒钟，摇摇头：“不知道。”
谷秋莎也不知该说什么好？两人沉默着向前走去，在苏州河边最僻静的那段，一辆破烂的吉普车停在路边。
这辆车怎么看都有些眼熟，虽然四个轮子瘪了两个，车前脸差不多掉了，牌子车标也都没了，只有一副外地牌照斜插在后面。她仍能看出这是一辆老款JEEP，后面车窗上画着一朵红玫瑰插在白骷髅中，虽然厚厚的灰尘与污垢令其暗淡，但可确定是原来车上的喷涂。
