四月里樱花开的时候,凉子的十六岁过完了。起床时量了下身高,和去年比没变化。把手抬高二十几厘米,想象M笑意灿烂的脸,她有些着急。老妈在做饭。老爸一边拖地一边听新闻。很平常的一天,却又有什么不一样。那两个大人互不理睬,他们之间微妙地有了隔阂与罅隙。她偶尔能在午夜听见争吵,压抑又激烈。凉子喝了牛奶就要走,储藏室里“砰”的一声。老妈碰翻了一个盒子,地上散落着若干张小纸条。她心里“咯噔”一下,明明没做 When Sakura opened in April, Ryoko passed the age of sixteen. When getting up, I measured my height and did not change last year. She raised her hand a few centimeters and imagined M’s brilliant face. She was in a hurry. Mom is cooking. Dad while listening to the news while mopping. Very ordinary day, but what is the difference. The two adults ignored each other, with subtle gaps and gaps between them. Occasionally she can hear a quarrel at midnight, repressed and intense. Ryoko drink milk to go, storage room “bang ” sound. Mom knocked over a box, scattered on the ground a number of small pieces of paper. Her heart, “slightly”, obviously did not do it