我自己掙扎著站起來(lái),不去理會(huì)他,只是把外套后面的泥濘和蕨類(lèi)植物拍掉。這讓他笑得更兇了。我氣惱地大步走進(jìn)密林里。
I felt his arm around my waist.
我感覺(jué)到他的胳膊環(huán)住了我的腰。
"Where are you going, Bella?"
“你要去哪里,貝拉?”
"To watch a baseball game. You don't seem to be interested in playing anymore, but I'm surethe others will have fun without you."
“去看棒球賽。你好像對(duì)打球沒(méi)什么興趣了,但我敢肯定就算沒(méi)有你別人也能玩得很開(kāi)心的。”
"You're going the wrong way."
“你走錯(cuò)方向了。”
I turned around without looking at him, and stalked off in the opposite direction. He caught meagain.
我轉(zhuǎn)過(guò)身,看也不看他,高視闊步地向相反的方向走去。他又拉住了我。
"Don't be mad, I couldn't help myself. You should have seen your face." He chuckled before hecould stop himself.
“別生氣,我只是一時(shí)情難自禁。你真應(yīng)該看看你自己的臉。”他輕笑著,好不容易才按捺住笑意。
"Oh, you're the only one who's allowed to get mad?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.
“哦,就許你一個(gè)人生氣?”我揚(yáng)起眉毛,問(wèn)道。
"I wasn't mad at you."
“我沒(méi)在生你的氣。”
"'Bella, you'll be the death of me'?" I quoted sourly.
“‘貝拉,我會(huì)死在你手里的’?”我酸溜溜地引述他的話(huà)。
"That was simply a statement of fact."
“這只是就事論事。”
I tried to turn away from him again, but he held me fast.
我試圖轉(zhuǎn)身再次掙脫他,但他眼疾手快地抓住了我。
"You were mad," I insisted.
“你就是在生氣。”我堅(jiān)持說(shuō)道。
"Yes."
“是的。”
"But you just said —"
“可你才說(shuō)著——”
"That I wasn't mad at you. Can't you see that, Bella?" He was suddenly intense, all trace ofteasing gone. "Don't you understand?"
“我不是在生你的氣。你看不出來(lái)嗎,貝拉?”他忽然緊繃起來(lái),所有調(diào)侃的痕跡都消失了。“你不明白嗎?”
"See what?" I demanded, confused by his sudden mood swing as much as his words.
“明白什么?”我詰問(wèn)道,他突如其來(lái)的心情變化和他說(shuō)的話(huà)一樣讓我困惑。
"I'm never angry with you — how could I be? Brave, trusting… warm as you are."