叶子还在收拾碗筷,孝德已经穿上厚厚的皮靴,准备出门了。叶子赶紧从厨房跑出来,在围裙上拭一下手,替孝德把围巾系在脖子上。“外面冷,这么早出去,可得多穿点。”叶子一边偏着头打量围巾的式样,一边轻声嘀咕。孝德心粗,没听出来叶子话语里蕴含的那一丝不满与心疼。他扯扯衣襟,把安全帽端端正正扣在脑袋上,出去了。门“砰”地一声合在叶子面前,把所有的繁华热闹都隔在了薄薄的门板外,只留给她一屋子寂寞与失落。 Leaves are still packed dishes, filial piety have to wear thick leather boots, ready to go out. Leaves quickly ran out of the kitchen, wiping his hand on the apron, for the filial scarf tied to the neck. “It’s cold outside, so early out, you can get a bit more.” Leaves whisper while looking at the style of the scarf, whispering softly. Filial piety, did not hear the leaves contained in that trace of dissatisfaction and distress. He tugs at his skirt, clutches his helmet in the head, and goes out. Door “bang ” to a close together in front of the leaves, all the bustle and excitement are separated in a thin door, leaving only a room lonely and lost.