邻居大妮,从小一起长大,未成吾妻,是因为太熟。熟则少了那种爱的神秘和陌生的牵引。昨天上楼,与她相对在窄窄的楼梯,套句广告中词“本来是很浪漫的”,突见她泪眼汪汪,鼻息谨慎,忙殷勤着问;怎么了?说:没什么。又说:你没看出我有什么变化吗?说完“变化”一词,有一丝笑从她那张苦脸上溢了出来。于是,细细地看那张原本熟知的脸。 Big neighbor neighbors, grew up together, not into a wife, because too familiar. Cooked less then the kind of mysterious love and strange traction. Yesterday, upstairs, with her on the narrow stairs, set of words in the ad “could have been very romantic”, to see her tears, cautious, busy attentively asked; how? Say: nothing. Saying again: Did not you see any change in me? After a word of “change,” a trace of laughter overflowed from her bitter face. So, look at that well-known face.