你和她之间,隔着一个天井。天井是不单纯的,里面有一直折转到五楼的楼梯,像一个性格耿直的中年人,心里梗塞着巨大的不平之事。你和她,都住在三楼,你住南边的套房,她住北边的套房。从你这边看过去,中间被楼梯的栏杆画出一个一个向上的格子。你和她,分属于两个家庭中的陌生人,因为同样的原因,住在了这一栋楼里。你们就是两个天井,心里都装着彼此互不相干的巨大的生活。这是平常的一天,你和妻子、女儿坐在桌边吃热乎乎的晚饭。你的生活稳定平淡,乏善可陈,不太愿意说太多的话,即使在家里也是 Between you and her, across the patio. Patio is not simple, there are always turned to the fifth floor of the stairs, like a straightforward middle-aged personality, my heart is obstructed with great injustice. You and her, both live on the third floor, you live in the south suite, she lives in the north suite. Looked over from your side, the middle of the staircase railings draw a one upward lattice. You and her, belonging to strangers in two families, lived in this building for the same reason. You are two patios, all filled with huge lives that are irrelevant to one another. This is an ordinary day when you sit at your table with your wife and daughter for a warm dinner. Your life is stable and dull, lackluster, reluctant to say too much, even at home