第1节

Section 1

Summer sunlight streamed through the window, casting window-shaped dappled patterns of light on the quilt. A slender hand reached into the sunlight, seemingly seeking its warmth. The hand was very white, not a rosy white, but a sickly pale one, seemingly even whiter than the white quilt. Looking around, everything was as white as ever. There were no decorations, only a simple cabinet.

盛夏的阳光透过窗户照射进来，在被子上留下窗户形状的光斑！一只纤细的手伸进阳光之中。似乎想触摸那温暖的温度。纤细的手很很白。不是那种红润的白。而是那种病态的苍白。似乎比那白白的被子更白几分。注视四周，一如既往的白色。没有任何装饰物，只是有简单的柜子。