Had/Left the telephone booth, Qin Guanglindeeplyshouted the one breath.
出了电话亭,秦广林深呼一口气。
The weatheris too cold, the snow, the whitecoldfoghas not spatfromhismouth, scattersin the air.
天气太冷,积雪未化,白色的寒雾从他嘴里吐出来,飘散在空气里。No matter howsaid,hestabilizedactually.
不管怎么说,他心里倒是安定了很多。Is taking a walkto return todownstairs, his footstepsrevolution , to continue to proceed, in has gone home, Mother Qinis exploding the small fishto do, takes the shovelto poke head, said: „He Fang?”
散着步回到楼下,他脚步一转,继续往前走,一直回到家里,秦妈正在炸小鱼干,拿着铲子探出头,道:“何妨呢?”„Window-shoppedwithsmall...... the friend.”
“和小……朋友去逛街了。”„little friend?”
“小朋友?”„Friend.”
“朋友。”Qin Guanglincomplied withone, enters the studio.秦广林应了一声,直直钻进画室。„Do youeat here at noon?”Mother Qinshoutstoward the closurestudiogate.
“你中午在这儿吃吗?”秦妈朝关闭的画室门喊道。„Does not eat.”
“不吃。”„Oh.”“哦。”ObtainsMother Qin of answerto take the shovelto return to the kitchen , to continue to inciteincitessmoothexplodes the ownsmall fishto dosmooth.
得到答案的秦妈拿着铲子回到厨房,继续滋溜滋溜炸自己的小鱼干。Qin Guanglinsitsbefore the drawing boardexchanges a vegetarianpaper, withsetting pen to paper the pondermoment, writesto draw above, occasionallystopsto close one's eyespondera while.秦广林坐在画板前换上一张素纸,拿着笔思考片刻,在上面写写画画,偶尔停顿下来闭着眼睛思考一会儿。
After a halfhour, a disorderlythoughtleads the chartto appearon the drawing board.
半个多小时后,一张凌乱的思维导图出现在画板上。Heis tapping the foreheadwith, after the moment, aroundthreecharactersdrew a circlein‚tranquilizer’layer on layer/heavily.
他拿笔轻敲着额头,片刻后又在‘安定药’三个字周围重重画了一个圈。
The He Fangspiritis not quite stable.何妨精神不太稳定。Synthesizes all, Qin Guanglinis frowningto drawthisconclusiontightly.
把所有一切综合起来,秦广林紧皱着眉头得出这个结论。Midnightbuys the duckclawisreal, telephoning is also real.
半夜买鸭爪是真,打电话也是真。Verypossiblyisbuysin the process of duckclaw, sees the telephone booth, thenrunsto dial the emergency callverywickedinterest, butthisis the most reasonableexplanation.
很可能是买鸭爪的过程中,看到电话亭,便跑过去拨打紧急电话很恶趣味,但这是最合理的解释。In addition, hereallycannot think through, why a personin good conditioncanmidnightnear1 : 00 amrun, dialsoneminute of emergency callto the telephone booth, thenbuys the duckclawto go upstairscalmly.
除此之外,他实在想不通,一个好端端的人为什么会半夜将近凌晨 1 点跑出去,到电话亭里拨打一分多钟紧急电话,然后又若无其事地买个鸭爪上楼。Is sick?
有病啊?
...... Is truly sick.
……确实有病。Sothencanexplain why shedoes not speak the truthwhoto dothismatterlacking virtuenot to wantclosesecretlyto know......, only if the skullhas the issue.
如此便能解释她为什么不说实话谁偷偷做这种缺德事都不会想让亲密的人知道……除非脑壳有问题。MustchatwithHe Fangwell......
得跟何妨好好聊一聊了……Qin Guanglinabandons the pen, pullsto rip the fragment the paper on drawing board, gripsonegroupto load into the pocket, opens the door.秦广林扔下笔,把画板上的纸张扯下来撕成碎片,攥成一团装进兜里,开门出去。„Donewhat? Givesmeto come.”
“做的什么?给我来点。”Mother Qinmystifiedlookstohim, „youdid not say that doesn't eat?”秦妈一脸迷惑地看向他,“你不是说不吃吗?”„Hadto say?”
“有说吗?”„...... Has not doneyour, going outoutsideeats.”
“……没做你的,出去外面吃。”„Oh.”“哦。”Qin Guanglinholds the pocketto strollNanfei Roadslowly, eats a steamed dumplinginShaxianHotelcasually, the brokenballed paperthrowsin the roadsidetrash can, has the yawnto go upstairsto make upthinks.秦广林揣着兜慢悠悠逛回南飞路,在沙县大酒店随便吃点蒸饺,碎纸团扔到路边垃圾桶里,打着哈欠上楼补觉。
A nighthas not restedreally the difficulttop.
一夜没睡真的难顶。
When wakes upagainisaround 4 : 00 pm, He Fanggets intobedto awakehimcrowded, seeshimto wake up, feelshisforeheadto ask: „Did yourestfrom the morningto the present? Justtook an afternoon nap?”
再醒来时已是下午 4 点多,何妨钻进被窝把他挤醒,见到他醒来,才摸着他额头问道:“你是从早上睡到现在了?还是刚睡午觉?”„Takes an afternoon nap.”
“睡个午觉。”
The Qin Guanglinspirithas not made up, has a yawnto enclaspher, „alsothinks that youmuststrollto the eveningcome back.”秦广林精神还没补回来,打个哈欠抱紧她,“还以为你要逛到晚上才回来。”„Strolls...... the hatcasuallytoyou.”
“就随便逛逛……帽子给你。”He Fangcrawlsto take a browncotton capfrom the bedhead, abovebringstwoplushsmall balls, and her yellowreluctantlyis the loverfunds, „could not findblue...... this is also same.”何妨爬起来从床头拿过一顶褐色的棉帽,上面带两个毛绒小球,和她那个黄黄的勉强算是情侣款,“找不到蓝色的……就这个也一样。”„Ok, good.”
“行,挺好。”Qin Guanglinreceivesto try, putsconvenientlyhas a look at the timeat the same time, saw that the timehad arrived around 4 : 00, crawls saying: „Goes tomy familyto eat meal, mynoonpassingmy motheralsoaskedyou, did not leadyouto go backnot to havemyfoodto eat.”秦广林接过来试了试,随手放到一边看看时间,看到时间已经到了四点多,爬起来道:“去我家吃饭吧,我中午过去我妈还问你呢,不带你回去都没我的饭吃。”„Whereis so exaggerating.”
“哪有那么夸张。”He Fangdoes not have the opinion, sitsto wear the shoes, goes downstairswithQin Guanglintogether.何妨也没意见,又重新坐起来穿好鞋子,跟秦广林一起下楼。„Mykey?”
“我钥匙呢?”Qin Guanglinaskedsuddenly.秦广林忽然问。„Can here, driveto do grocery shopping?”He Fangturns out the car(riage)keyto givehimfrom the packagepackage.
“这儿,要开车去买菜吗?”何妨从包包里翻出车钥匙递给他。„...... Ihave not taken a thing.”
“没……我拿个东西。”Qin Guanglinclimbsin the car(riage), thenlooksto standinHe Fang one of the roadside, takes down the drivingrecording instrumentto load into the pocket, thentook upis placed the cookbook of back seatbyheryesterday, closed/pass the vehicle door, in the pastheldherhand.秦广林爬进车里,回头看站在路边的何妨一眼,取下行车记录仪装进兜里,然后拿起昨天被她放在后座的菜谱,重新关好车门,过去牵住她的手。„Walks.”
“走吧。”„Yesterdayforgotto take...... you to passtoyourmother?”He Fangasked.
“昨天都忘了拿上去……你要转送给你妈?”何妨问。„Makeshertaketo kill the time, scratches above of eatingin any casedaily, shedefinitelylikes.”
“让她拿着打发打发时间,反正天天都在吃的上面抓挠,她肯定喜欢。”Twoportraitspulledto stroll the food marketin the same placein the pastsame, raises the vegetable/dishto return toQin, He Fangto enterto the kitchenprepares food, Qin GuanglingivesMother Qin the cookbook in hand, the turning aroundcatenters the studioto lock on the other side the gate.
两人像往常一样挽在一起逛完菜市场,提着菜回到秦家,何妨进到厨房做菜,秦广林把手里的菜谱递给秦妈,转身猫进画室把门反锁。Althoughguessed that He Fangis the energeticaspectpressure is too possibly big, somewhatbewilderedbehavior, butmustbe definite the lineto makeHe Fangdrive outin the morning, hehitthisthoughts.
虽然猜测何妨可能是精神方面压力太大,有些莫名其妙的行为,但还是要再确定一下才行早上让何妨开车出去,他就是打了这个心思。Window-shops...... hisintuitionfeelingso is not simplewithXiaoqing.
和小青逛街……他直觉感觉没这么简单。Turns on the recording instrument, Qin Guanglindiscoversthis morningtimepoint, openstimefastto startseems like, the hearthas a disturbance, somefeelings of guilty.
打开记录仪,秦广林找出今天早上的时间点,打开倍速开始看起来,心底不由出现一丝忐忑,还有些许罪恶感。Looks atothers'travelroute, thiswithpeepingnotdifferent.
看别人的行驶路线,这与偷窥无异。Saidtoward the seriouspointagain,thisis the distrustcompanion.
再往严重点说,这是对伴侣的不信任。
After dozen minutes, Qin Guanglinthatguiltythenvanisheswithout the traceat heart, lifted the armto approachlooks at the picture in screen.
十几分钟后,秦广林心里那丝愧疚便消失无踪,抬起胳膊凑近了看着屏幕里的画面。Thatbiggarbage heap...... andgardenlane No. 116!
那个大垃圾堆……和园巷116号!Yesterday went to thatplace.
昨天去过的那个地方。Heknits the browsto look at the motionlesspicture, insideonly thenseveralpedestrianspassed byoccasionally, under He Fangdoes not have the car(riage), stopped for more than 20minutesby the garbage heap, thenbacks upto leave.
他皱眉看着一动不动的画面,里面只有偶尔几个行人路过,何妨连车都没下,在垃圾堆旁停了二十多分钟,便倒车离开。
The vehiclearrives atnorth city, joinsis heavily clothedthickGuXiaoqing, transfers the roadtoShengtian Squareagain, He Fangchatleaves the parking lotwithGuXiaoqingtwopeople, severalhourslook backXiaoqingto take the shopping bagto hold the tea with milk, He Fangtakes the brownhat, boardstogether, deliversGuXiaoqingto return tonorth city, thendrivesto return toNanfei Road.
车子一路开到北城,接上穿得厚厚的顾小青,再转路到盛天广场,何妨跟顾小青两个人说说笑笑地离开停车场,几个小时后顾小青提着购物袋捧着奶茶,何妨拿着褐色的帽子,一起上车,送顾小青回到北城,然后开车回到南飞路。Entersto look atthis daytraveling schedulequickly, Qin Guanglinrecalls the timewithgardenlane that looks that the garbage heap in screenis lost in thought.
快进看完这一天行程,秦广林把时间调回和园巷那一段,看着屏幕里的垃圾堆陷入沉思。
Does shego tohereto do?
她去这里干嘛?Othernormal, only thenheregivespeople the bewilderedfeeling, likelast nightthattelephone.
其他一切正常,只有这里给人莫名其妙的感觉,就像昨晚那个电话一样。Difficultto be inadequateshe also loves the child? Tolook atthatsmallgardenone? Trackhobby?
难不成她还恋童?就是为了看那个小园一眼?跟踪癖?A series ofideasappearin the Qin Guanglinhead, hisfierceshaking the head, throws into the one side at sixes and sevens thought that receives the recording instrumentto go out.
一连串想法出现在秦广林脑袋里,他猛的摇了摇头,把乱七八糟的念头抛到一旁,收起记录仪出门。„Doneanything, is so fragrant.”Qin Guanglinrelies on the kitchenentrancelooked that Mother Qinis busy at workwith the He Fangtwopeople.
“做的什么,这么香。”秦广林倚在厨房门口看秦妈跟何妨两个人忙活。„Won't look? Busywill not help.”Mother Qinshot a look athisoneeyes, saw that hisidleappearance is a little uncomfortable small.
“不会看啊?连个忙都不会帮。”秦妈瞥了他一眼,看到他那副无所事事的模样就有点小不爽。
The girlis good, intimatesensible.
还是女孩儿好,贴心懂事。„Thiscannot stand...... the kitchensoto be big, youcome out, both of usdidare good.”
“这不是站不开嘛……厨房就这么大,你出来,我俩做就好了。”Qin GuanglinholdsMother Qinto go outgrinningly, pulls the sleeveto overcome the handtoHe Fang.秦广林笑嘻嘻地扶着秦妈出去,挽挽袖子给何妨打下手。„Howyesterdaythatsmallgarden...... did shelearn/study?”Hecuts the vegetable/dishto speak thoughtlesslyto ask.
“昨天那个小园……她学习怎么样?”他切着菜随口问道。„Smallgarden? Shestudiesvery well, firsttenthattypes.”
“小园?她学习挺好的,前十那种。”„Un...... looksverylovable, the learn/study is also never expected that good.”
“嗯……看上去挺可爱的,没想到学习也好。”„Likes the daughterso much?”
“这么喜欢女儿啊?”He Fangthrows into the vegetable/dish the pot, sends outto inciteto slideone, stir-friesseveralwith the shovel , to continue saying: „Laterwedefinitely have.”何妨把菜扔进锅里,发出滋溜一声,用铲子翻炒几下,继续道:“以后我们肯定也有。”Qin Guanglincrookedtilting the head, said: „Did youaffirm? If a brat?”秦广林歪了歪头,道:“你这么肯定?万一是个臭小子呢?”
The He Fangmovementslightlycannotobserve, sidesmilestowardhim.何妨动作微不可察地顿了一下,侧头朝他笑笑。„Wehave lived.”
“那我们就一直生。”
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……Justexploded for threedays, thisfourthdayalso more than 7000characters, the entirelightnovelclassificationrenewalrowfirstfive, entire.asxs.Zhou Gengxinmeasured the rowfirst60.
刚爆更三天,这第四天也更了七千多字,整个轻小说分类更新量排前五,整个.asxs.周更新量排前六十。Allstandsfirst60...... to be renewedbywhitePiaopenis too slow, abandoned......
全站前六十……被白嫖喷更新太慢,弃了……
Does the insufficientair conditioningelectrical bill that the code one charactergainsall day, visit prostituteto give back tometo comethiswhite/in vain? Yourfaceis really big.
码一整天字赚的不够个空调电费,白嫖还给我来这个?您脸真大。
The mentalitycollapsed.
心态崩了。Later the dailytwochapters of normalrenewals, mustguard against theft.
以后每天两章正常更新,凡加更必防盗。No matteris useful, youlooked that yourmgoes towhitePiaoguai.
甭管有没有用,你看你m去吧白嫖怪。Cracks a joke, thisfrienddoes not havem.
哦开玩笑,这位朋友没有m。
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