我总在想,我们之间是不是还有一些别的东西?Part.Ⅰ他总是见人就笑呵呵地迎上去,亲昵地搂住我的肩,然后颇为自豪地说:“这是我女儿。”对方自然会上下打量一番,说几句客套话。他是个热情到过分的自来熟,明明已经四十有几了,还喜欢像孩子一样放风筝,看星星。我不像他。我安静,沉默得像一条深海里的鱼,只不过像是住在一个很大的鱼缸里。明明才十几岁的年纪,不喜欢出门,不喜欢太阳, I always think, is there something else between us? Part.I he always meet people to greet him with a smile, affectionately hugged my shoulder, and then quite proud to say: “This Is my daughter. ”" Each other will naturally look up and down, say a few polite words. He is a passion to over-cooked, obviously about forty, and also like to fly a kite like a child, see the stars. I am not like him. I am quiet, silent like a deep-sea fish, just like living in a large fish tank. Obviously teenage age, do not like to go out, do not like the sun,