A于是我停下来。我半转过身,顺势把手搭在椅背上,头昏昏沉沉的,看着她。“怎么了你?”她说。她在房间门口探出多半个身子。她穿着那件红裙子,突出的锁骨与裙子的开领组成一个钝角三角形。没准儿她挺愿意进城的,要不然她不会穿那件裙子,因为我只见过她穿着它参加小姨的婚礼,因为如果不是要进城她说“怎么了你”的时候会皱起眉头缩紧嘴唇而这一次她几乎是笑着说的。因此她准是挺愿意进城的。“没怎么。”我说。 A So I stopped. I half-turned, took advantage of the hand on the back of the chair, dazed and looked at her. “What’s wrong with you?” She said. She ventured most of the way in front of the room. She wore the red dress, prominent clavicle and skirt collar formed an obtuse triangle. Maybe she is quite willing to enter the city, or else she will not wear the dress, because I’ve seen her wearing it to attend the aunt’s wedding, because if it is not going to the city she said “what the hell you ” will Frowned and tightened her lips, and this time she almost said with a smile. So she is quite willing to go to the city. “Nothing. ” I said.