March 15th 23:26PM  London


话说音乐剧表演结束后回家的路上,我跟瓜子儿说咱去买冰棍儿吧。大恐龙不乐意,问凭什么,我说演出那么成功,本来母们都该献花的。没花儿咱用冰棍儿做补偿。


进超市后瓜子儿在冰柜边看了看,又扫视了杂志货架,回头跟我们商量:可不可以不吃冰棍儿、买本杂志。哎哟给大恐龙乐的,说当然行,“That's my girl! She prefers reading materials over sweets!”


瓜子儿没说话,回身拿了一本Moshi Monsters,杂志有附送赠品,赠品是一袋胶皮糖——大恐龙看见糖傻了都。



瓜子儿终于清晰地表达了她不喜欢我新发型的原因,“Your hair is not fluffy, not wavy any more.”她不解地问:“Why were you tired of your old hairstyle? You had it for only six years. I have the same hairstyle almost in my entire life, I'm not tired of it.”我说你别老一生、一生的行吗,统共统才八年聊什么聊呀。


这二位最近看着都比以前圆呼些,他俩自己也知道。我时不常地就叫声胖子,俩人都会以为是在叫自己。


新发型显脸大,确切地说,不是显的、是把大脸给露出来了。自打我剪完头发,我一叫胖子,大恐龙就抢着接茬儿:“什么事儿,大脸?”