雙語名著·追風(fēng)箏的人 The Kite Runner(183)

12歲的阿富汗富家少爺阿米爾與仆人哈桑情同手足。然而，在一場(chǎng)風(fēng)箏比賽后，發(fā)生了一件悲慘不堪的事，阿米爾為自己的懦弱感到自責(zé)和痛苦，逼走了哈桑，不久，自己也跟隨父親逃往美國。

成年后的阿米爾始終無法原諒自己當(dāng)年對(duì)哈桑的背叛。為了贖罪，阿米爾再度踏上暌違二十多年的故鄉(xiāng)，希望能為不幸的好友盡最后一點(diǎn)心力，卻發(fā)現(xiàn)一個(gè)驚天謊言，兒時(shí)的噩夢(mèng)再度重演，阿米爾該如何抉擇?

故事如此殘忍而又美麗，作者以溫暖細(xì)膩的筆法勾勒人性的本質(zhì)與救贖，讀來令人蕩氣回腸。

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I dragged the hospital gown sleeve across my eyes. I folded the letter and put it under my mattress.Amir, the socially legitimate half, the half that represented the riches he had inherited and the sin-with-impunity privileges that came with them. Maybe that was why Baba and I had been on such better terms in the U.S., I wondered. Selling junk for petty cash, our menial jobs, our grimy apartment--the American version of a hut; maybe in America, when Baba looked at me, he saw a little bit of Hassan.Your father, like you, was a tortured soul, Rahim Khan had written. Maybe so. We had both sinned and betrayed. But Baba had found a way to create good out of his remorse. What had I done, other than take my guilt out on the very same people I had betrayed, and then try to forget it all? What had I done, other than become an insomniac?
What had I ever done to right things?
When the nurse--not Aisha but a red-haired woman whose name escapes me--walked in with a syringe in hand and asked me if I needed a morphine injection, I said yes.THEY REMOVED THE CHEST TUBE early the next morning, and Armand gave the staff the go-ahead to let me sip apple juice. I asked Aisha for a mirror when she placed the cup of juice on the dresser next to my bed. She lifted her bifocals to her forehead as she pulled the curtain open and let the morning sun flood the room. “Remember, now,” she said over her shoulder, “it will look better in a few days. My son-in-law was in a moped accident last year. His handsome face was dragged on the asphalt and became purple like an eggplant. Now he is beautiful again, like a Hollywood movie star.”Despite her reassurances, looking in the mirror and seeing the thing that insisted it was my face left me a little breathless. It looked like someone had stuck an air pump nozzle under my skin and had pumped away. My eyes were puffy and blue. The worst of it was my mouth, a grotesque blob of purple and red, all bruise and stitches. I tried to smile and a bolt of pain ripped through my lips. I wouldn’t be doing that for a while. There were stitchesacross my left cheek, just under the chin, on the forehead just below the hairline.The old guy with the leg cast said something in Urdu. I gave him a shrug and shook my head. He pointed to his face, patted it, and grinned a wide, toothless grin. “Very good,” he said in English. “Ins hallah.”“Thank you,” I whispered.Farid and Sohrab came in just as I put the mirror away. Sohrab took his seat on the stool, rested his head on the bed’s side rail.
“You know, the sooner we get you out of here the better,” Farid said.
“Dr. Faruqi says--”-
“I don’t mean the hospital. I mean Peshawar.”
“Why?”

我拉起病服的袖子，抹抹眼睛，把信折好，放在我的褥子下面。阿米爾，你是社會(huì)承認(rèn)的一半，他所繼承的財(cái)富，以及隨之而來的犯罪免受刑罰的特權(quán)，統(tǒng)統(tǒng)都會(huì)再贈(zèng)給你。也許正是因?yàn)檫@樣，我和爸爸在美國才能相處得那么好，我想。為了一點(diǎn)蠅頭小利販?zhǔn)叟f貨，我們卑微的工作，我們污穢的公寓——美國式的茅舍；也許在美國，當(dāng)爸爸看到我，他也看到了哈桑的一部分。你父親跟你一樣，也是個(gè)痛苦的人。拉辛汗這樣寫道。也許是吧，我們都曾犯下罪行，出賣別人。可是爸爸找到一條將負(fù)疚變成善行的路。而我所做的，除了將罪行發(fā)泄在那個(gè)被我背叛的人身上，然后試圖全都忘掉之外，我還做過什么？除了讓自己夜不能寐之外，我還做過什么？
我又何曾做過什么正確的事呢？
當(dāng)護(hù)士——不是艾莎，而是一個(gè)我想不起名字的紅發(fā)女子——拿著針筒走進(jìn)來，問我要不要打一針嗎啡，我說好。次日清早，他們拿掉我的胸管，阿曼德讓工作人員準(zhǔn)備給我喝些蘋果汁。艾莎在我床頭的柜子上放下一杯果汁，我問她要一面鏡子。她把眼鏡舉在額頭上，拉開窗簾，讓朝暉射進(jìn)房間。她轉(zhuǎn)過頭說：“過幾天會(huì)好看一些。去年我女婿騎摩托出了車禍，他那張英俊的臉?biāo)ぴ诎赜吐飞希嗄[得像個(gè)茄子?，F(xiàn)在他又是那么英俊了，像個(gè)羅麗塢的電影明星。”盡管她一再安慰，望向鏡子，看到它里面那個(gè)硬要說是我的臉的東西，我還是差點(diǎn)窒息。看上去好像有人在我臉皮下面插了根氣管，然后朝里面泵氣。我雙眼青腫。最糟糕的是我的嘴，那一大塊青紫紅腫的東西，滿是淤血和縫線。我試圖微笑，嘴唇掠過一陣痛楚?？磥砦液荛L時(shí)間不能這么做了。我左邊臉頰也縫著線，就在顴骨下面，額頭上的縫口在發(fā)際線之下。腳上打石膏那個(gè)老家伙用烏爾都語說了幾句。我朝他聳聳肩，搖搖頭。他指著自己的臉，輕輕拍打，嘴巴咧得大大的，露出沒有牙齒的笑容。“很好，”他用英語說，“安拉保佑?！薄爸x謝你?！蔽业吐曊f。我剛把鏡子放下，法里德和索拉博就進(jìn)來了。索拉博坐在凳子上，頭倚著病床的護(hù)欄。
“你知道嗎，我們?cè)娇熳屇汶x開這里越好?！?br />“法魯奇大夫說……”
“我不是說出院，我是說離開白沙瓦?！?br />“為什么？”