秋天的一个安静、阴晦的黄昏,经营古旧书店的初老之夫夫妇家里,有一个年轻的侄子来玩。明显地添了白发的丈夫,叫妻子照看着铺子,自己到会客室里。“叔叔,我决定结婚了。”侄子难为情地说,“我是来向你报告这件事的。” A quiet, gloomy evening in autumn, the home of an old married couple who runs an old bookstore, has a young nephew to play. Obviously added a white-haired husband, called his wife looked after the shop, to the reception room. “Uncle, I decided to get married. ” Nephew said embarrassedly, “I’m here to tell you about it. ”