林珊珊,十一岁,第三实验小学五年级。父母在深圳做酱菜生意,一直跟随祖母生活,祖母于半年前去世。风从半开的窗吹进来,把桌上厚厚的记录卷宗翻开,偌大的A4纸上只写了这么一行字。角落里,林珊珊始终垂着头。肥大的蓝白运动服裹着瘦削的肩,黄焦焦的马尾辫下隐着苍白的脸。阳光穿过颤动的爬山虎叶子,穿过窗玻璃照到她不断搅动的手指上,斑驳怪异。“我爸妈啥时候来啊?”她已经问第六遍了。“快了”!圆脸女民警机械地重复回答了六遍。“要是 Lin Shanshan, eleven years old, the third experimental primary fifth grade. Parents do pickles business in Shenzhen, has been living with her grandmother, her grandmother died six months ago. The wind blew in from the half-open window, opened the thick record dossier on the table, and wrote only one line on the huge A4 paper. Lin Shanshan always drooped in the corner. Hypertension blue and white sportswear wrapped in thin shoulders, yellow coke under the ponytail hidden pale face. The sun shone through the fluttering ivy leaves, passing through the windowpane to her constantly agitated finger, mottled. ”When is my parents coming?“ ”She has asked the sixth time. “Fast ”! Round face female police repeated the answer six times mechanically. "if