Coco小姐是我工作后结交的好朋友,我们同年同月出生,喜欢同一个作家,空闲时会相伴逛街、吃饭、闲聊,跟她说尽喜乐伤悲,但奇怪的是,认识的数月里,我从未听她提及过她的家庭。直到那个下着大雨的星期天,她给外婆打电话,说着说着便蹲了下来。她的乡音我听不太懂,但偶尔蹦出的几个关键词还是让我暗自吃惊,比如没有血缘关系,未尽到父亲的责任。后来她挂了电话,四周是尴尬的安静,我想安慰,却不知从何说起,也怕一不小心碰触到她心中 Miss Coco is a good friend of mine after I worked. We were born in the same month of the same year and liked the same writer. I spent time in shopping, eating and chatting while I was free, I have never heard her mention her family. Until that heavy rains Sunday, she called her grandmother, said he was squatting down. Her accent I do not understand, but occasionally pop-up a few keywords or let me secretly surprised, such as no blood relationship, not to his father’s responsibility. Later, she hung up the phone, surrounded by embarrassing quiet, I want to comfort, but I do not know where to start, but also afraid of accidentally touched her heart