那是一个漂浮着橘黄色光影的美丽黄昏,我从一本缠绵悱恻、荡气回肠的爱情小说中抬起酸肿的眼睛,不禁对着一旁修剪茉莉花的母亲冲口说:“妈妈,你爱爸爸吗?”妈妈先是一愣,继而微微红了脸,嗔怪道“死丫头,问些什么莫名其妙的问题!”我见妈妈的口中透不出什么秘密,便改变了问话的 It was a beautiful evening with floating orange shadows. I lifted my swollen eyes from a lingering, soul-stirring love novel. I couldn’t help but swear to the mother prancing the jasmine. “Mom, do you love Dad? ”Mum was a glimpse, and then she blushed slightly, and she queried, “Dead girl, ask some inexplicable questions!” I couldn’t see any secret in my mother’s mouth, and she changed her question.