暮光之城?暮色 第160期:第十章 審問(wèn)(12)
我們太容易陷入我們兩人私有的世界里，這是緊繃的氣氛帶來(lái)的少許幻覺(jué)。
"Do you truly believe that you care more for me thanI do for you?" he murmured, leaning closer to me ashe spoke, his dark golden eyes piercing.
“你真的相信，你對(duì)我的喜歡比我對(duì)你的還要多嗎?”他低聲說(shuō)著，說(shuō)話間他向我靠得更近了，他黑金色的眼眸極具穿透力。
I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.
我努力想要回想起如何呼吸。我不得不看向別處，直到我重又開始呼吸為止。
"You're doing it again," I muttered.
“你又來(lái)了。”我低聲抱怨道。
His eyes opened wide with surprise. "What?"
他的眼睛因?yàn)轶@訝而睜大了。“什么?”
"Dazzling me," I admitted, trying to concentrate as I looked back at him.
“把我迷得暈頭轉(zhuǎn)向。”我坦白道。當(dāng)我再次看向他時(shí)，我努力讓自己集中精神。
"Oh." He frowned.
“哦。”他皺起眉。
"It's not your fault," I sighed. "You can't help it."
“這不是你的錯(cuò)。”我嘆息道。“你沒(méi)法控制這個(gè)。”
"Are you going to answer the question?"
“你打算回答我的問(wèn)題了嗎?”
I looked down. "Yes."
我低下頭。“是的。”
"Yes, you are going to answer, or yes, you really think that?" He was irritated again.
“是的，你正準(zhǔn)備回答，或者是的，你確實(shí)是這樣認(rèn)為的?”他再次煩躁起來(lái)。
"Yes, I really think that." I kept my eyes down on the table, my eyes tracing the pattern of thefaux wood grains printed on the laminate. The silence dragged on. I stubbornly refused to bethe first to break it this time, fighting hard against the temptation to peek at his expression.
“是的，我確實(shí)這樣認(rèn)為。”我繼續(xù)低頭看著桌面，我的目光描摹著噴繪在三合板上的人造木紋的圖案。沉默仍在延續(xù)著。這次我固執(zhí)地拒絕成為第一個(gè)打破沉默的人，艱難地與偷瞄他的神情的誘或斗爭(zhēng)著。
Finally he spoke, voice velvet soft. "You're wrong."
最終，他說(shuō)話了，聲音像天鵝絨一樣柔軟：“你錯(cuò)了。”
I glanced up to see that his eyes were gentle.
我抬起頭，看見了他溫柔的眼眸。
"You can't know that," I disagreed in a whisper. I shook my head in doubt, though my heartthrobbed at his words and I wanted so badly to believe them.
“你不會(huì)知道那種事的。”我耳語(yǔ)著，不同意他的觀點(diǎn)。我懷疑著搖了搖頭，盡管我的心為他的話悸動(dòng)著，我是那么的想要相信他的話。
"What makes you think so?" His liquid topaz eyes were penetrating — trying futilely, Iassumed, to lift the truth straight from my mind.
“是什么讓你這樣想的?”他清澈如黃水晶般的眼眸十分銳利——我認(rèn)為，是在徒勞地嘗試著，直接從我的心里挖出真相。
