我又在做着我的作家梦了,肚子却又剧烈地痛起来。我大声喊妈,说我想吃馒头,去买。妈在隔壁和爸讨论着彩票的事,仿佛没听见似的。我于是放下芥川龙之介的小说集,起床套上外衣,弯腰系好我的鞋带,束起头发便噔噔噔地下耧去。 I was doing my writer’s dream again, but my stomach was painfully intense. I shouted and said I want to eat bread and buy it. The mother discussed the lottery with Dad next door, as if he had not heard it. I then put down the collection of Akutagawa Ryunosuke’s novels, got up and put on a coat, and bent over to tie my shoelaces.