忧郁的季节啊,“那个季节”又来了。安西光子站在公交车上,看到公寓前停着一辆送货上门的小卡车,一个穿着工作服的男子打开车厢后门,两手捧着一堆似乎无法分开的赠品走进公寓。男子穿着工作衬衫,后背都被汗水浸透了,紧贴在肌肤上。那是一个梅雨即将过去、盛夏就要来临的下午。“发车啰!”随着车内广播的响起,公交车开动了。安西光子紧紧抓住皮吊环,不让自己摔倒。由于公交车必须避开那辆送货的小卡车,所以车摇晃得比平时更厉害。 Melancholy season ah, “that season ” again. Anderson Photon stood in the bus and saw a delivery truck in front of the apartment. A man in his overalls opened the back of the carriage and held a pile of seemingly inseparable gifts in his apartment. Man wearing a working shirt, the back was soaked in sweat, close to the skin. It is a plum rain is coming, summer is coming afternoon. “La La La! ” With the car radio sounded, the bus started. Anxi photon tightly grasp the leather rings, not to fall. As the bus must avoid the delivery of the pickup truck, so the car shakes more than usual.