推过来的水果

类别：情绪

争吵后的冷战中，盘中削好的苹果成为彼此心照不宣的和解信号。

时长 55 秒 · 语速 150 wpm

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We had a fight last night. 昨晚我们吵了一架。

A stupid one. 挺莫名其妙的一场架。

It started with the dishes, 起因就是洗碗那点事，

and somehow it ended with things we said three years ago. 不知怎么的，最后居然翻出了三年前说过的旧账。

After that, silence. 吵完后，就是一片死寂。

He sat at one end of the sofa. 他坐在沙发这头。

I sat at the other, with a book I wasn't reading. 我坐在那头，手里拿着一本根本没看进去的书。

In my family, this is how it goes. 在我们家，向来都是这样。

Nobody says sorry. 谁都不会先说对不起。

Twenty minutes passed. 过了大概二十分钟。

Then he got up and went to the kitchen. 他站起身，去了厨房。

I heard a knife on the cutting board. 我听到了刀切在案板上的声音。

He came back and sat down, a little closer this time. 他走回来坐下，这次离我近了一点。

Without looking at me, 他没看我，

he put a plate on the cushion between us, 把一个盘子放在我俩中间的沙发垫上，

and pushed it toward me with one finger. 用一根手指头把盘子往我这边推了推。

An apple. 是一个苹果。

Peeled, cut into eight pieces, the way I like it. 削了皮，切成了八瓣，正是我喜欢的样子。

I ate one piece. 我拿了一块吃了。

Then I put my feet on his lap. 然后把脚搭在了他的腿上。

That was the whole conversation. 这就是我们的全部对话。