【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第三章(12)
A wistful smile tugged on Wilbur’s lips. “I probably can’t lift you now.”
“I’m not that heavy—”
Wilbur shook his head. “It’s not a matter of whether I could, it’s a matter of whether you’d let me.”
Tommy opened his mouth to retort, then quickly shut it when he realized it was true. He probably wouldn’t appreciate being on Wilbur’s shoulders, nor would he even need to. He’d hit his growth spurt sometime last year, incensing Techno greatly when it was clear Tommy would be taller than him if he kept up the pace. That meant he would soon be taller than Wilbur, too.
“We could just try shooting apples down with arrows,” Tommy offered gently.
“I’ll try not to shoot for your eye this time,” Wilbur replied with a laugh.
“I don’t remember much about her,” Tommy admitted as he rolled his apple between his palms, as if that could somehow make her distant laughter clearer in his head. “But I remember how much she loved those apple-picking days. We would be there until midnight, if she got her way. She used to gather the apple blossoms and toss them at us just to make us laugh whenever we complained we were getting bored.”
“I’m not that heavy—”
Wilbur shook his head. “It’s not a matter of whether I could, it’s a matter of whether you’d let me.”
Tommy opened his mouth to retort, then quickly shut it when he realized it was true. He probably wouldn’t appreciate being on Wilbur’s shoulders, nor would he even need to. He’d hit his growth spurt sometime last year, incensing Techno greatly when it was clear Tommy would be taller than him if he kept up the pace. That meant he would soon be taller than Wilbur, too.
“We could just try shooting apples down with arrows,” Tommy offered gently.
“I’ll try not to shoot for your eye this time,” Wilbur replied with a laugh.
“I don’t remember much about her,” Tommy admitted as he rolled his apple between his palms, as if that could somehow make her distant laughter clearer in his head. “But I remember how much she loved those apple-picking days. We would be there until midnight, if she got her way. She used to gather the apple blossoms and toss them at us just to make us laugh whenever we complained we were getting bored.”