雨后的天空,澄净疏朗。赵意秋站在新家宽敞的阳台上,望着远处模糊的山,暮春的空气里仍有不肯褪去的凉意,她抱了抱胳膊觉得眼前这一切都像幻觉。上周,她还住在旧城区连空调都没有的老房子里,此刻却站在了这座城市最贵的花园庭院,只是她身上泛黄的旧裙子,像一个告示,昭告天下她不属于这里。阳台上起风了,赵意秋听见顾文生的车开进了车库, The sky after the rain, clear net clarity. Zhao Yiqiu standing on the new home spacious balcony, looking at the distant mountains blurred, late spring air still refused to fade cool, she hugged her eyes all this is like an illusion. Last week, she lived in the old city where there was no air-conditioning in the old house, but at the moment she stood in the city’s most expensive garden courtyard, just the yellowed old skirt of her, like a sign saying she did not Belong here Wind on the balcony, Zhao Yi autumn heard Gu Wensheng car into the garage,