她说，我用不了多久的，

I won't be long, she said

然后把门半开着。

and left the door ajar.

那是我们一个很特别的夜晚，

It was a special evening for us,

炉灶上慢慢炖着兔肉，

a rabbit stew was slowly cooking on the hob,

她切了一些洋葱，加上大蒜

she'd chopped some onions, and garlic,

和切成圆片的胡萝卜。

and carrots into little disks.

她没穿外套

She didn't take a coat

也没有涂口红，我没有问

and didn't put on any lipstick, I didn't ask

她要去哪里。

where she was going.

她就是这样的，

She's like that.

从来没有时间观念，

She's never had any sense of time,

总是迟到；那天晚上，

she's always late; that's all

她仅仅说了一句：

she said that evening:

我用不了多久的；

I won't be long;

她甚至门也没关上。

she didn't even close the door.

六年后，

Six years later

我在街上遇见她（不是我们住的）

I meet her in the street (not ours)

她突然似乎很担心，

and she suddenly seems worried

就像某个人想起来自己

like someone who remembers

忘记拔掉熨斗的插头

she forgot to unplug the iron,

之类的事....

or something....

你把炉子关掉了吗，她问。

Did you turn the cooker off, she asks.

我回答说，还没有，

Not yet, I answer,

那些兔子恐怕煮老了。

these rabbits can be very tough.