دانلود رمان انگلیسی “آداچی و شیمامورا” – جلد 08

“WHENEVER I GO VISIT my parents, they always wanna talk about the past, you know?” “Yeah?” “I didn’t get it at first, but after I thought about it, I realized it actually makes a lot of sense. Like, in terms of their age, their past is a lot longer than their future, so yeah. No wonder they’re always talking about old memories.” “Right…” “Maybe we’ll end up reminiscing all the time, too. What do you think, Adachi?” “Hmmm…” She paused to think for a moment. “That might be nice.” “Right?” This was the conversation we had as I packed my suitcase. As for Adachi, she said she wasn’t going to pack until later tonight; for now, she was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. Onscreen, I could see some sort of educational program, with a child in a familiar-looking spacesuit wiggling idly as a man in a white lab coat gave a lecture about something. But if I had to guess, Adachi wasn’t really paying attention. The faint heat of May drifted in through the open window. Compared to summer in full swing, the humidity wasn’t quite as oppressive. This was probably how I felt the last time May rolled around too. But that suited me just fine. If my opinion of the seasons changed with every single year, I’d probably wear myself out before long. Together, the two of us had picked out an apartment and moved in. We went shopping together, used the same household supplies, slept in the same bed, and breathed the same air. Everything in the house was just enough for two. This was the year Adachi and I turned 27—and at least for now, the future ahead still felt longer than my past.