雙語(yǔ)名著·追風(fēng)箏的人 The Kite Runner(189)

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(guó)。

成年后的阿米爾始終無(wú)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(lái)令人蕩氣回腸。

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I bit down. “Yes, the boy! The boy who came with me. Have you seen him or not, for God’s sake?”
The fanning stopped. His eyes narrowed. “No getting smart with me, my friend. I am not the one who lost him.”That he had a point did not stop the blood from rushing to my face. “You’re right. I’m wrong. My fault. Now, have you seen him?”
“Sorry,” he said curtly. He put his glasses back on. Snapped his newspaper open. “I have seen no such boy.”I stood at the counter for a minute, trying not to scream. As I was exiting the lobby, he said, “Any idea where he might have wandered to?”
“No,” I said. I felt tired. Tired and scared.
“Does he have any interests?” he said. I saw he had folded the paper. “My boys, for example, they will do anything for American action films, especially with that Arnold ??WThatsanegger--”
“The mosque!” I said. “The big mosque.” I remembered the way the mosque had jolted Sohrab from his stupor when we’d driven by it, how he’d leaned out of the window looking at it.
“Shah Faisal?”
“Yes. Can you take me there?”
“Did you know it’s the biggest mosque in the world?” he asked.
“No, but--”
“The courtyard alone can fit forty thousand people.”
“Can you take me there?”
“It’s only a kilometer from here,” he said. But he was already pushing away from the counter.
“I’ll pay you for the ride,” I said.He sighed and shook his head. “Wait here.” He disappeared into the back room, returned wearing another pair of eyeglasses, a set of keys in hand, and with a short, chubby woman in an orange sari trailing him. She took his seat behind the counter. “I don’t take your money,” he said, blowing by me. “I will drive you because I am a father like you.”

我強(qiáng)忍怒火：“對(duì)，那個(gè)男孩！那個(gè)跟我一起來(lái)的男孩。以真主的名義，你見過他嗎？”
扇風(fēng)停止。他眼睛一縮：“別跟我來(lái)這套，老弟，把他弄丟的不是我。”雖然他說得沒錯(cuò)，但不能平息我的怒火。“你對(duì)，我錯(cuò)了，是我的錯(cuò)。那么，你見過他嗎？”
“對(duì)不起?！彼麖?qiáng)硬地說，戴上眼鏡，打開報(bào)紙，“我沒見過這樣的男孩。”我在柜臺(tái)站了一會(huì)，抑制自己別發(fā)火。我走出大廳的時(shí)候，他說：“有沒有想過他會(huì)去什么地方？”
“沒有。”我說。我感到疲憊，又累又怕。
“他有什么愛好嗎？ ”他說，我看見他把報(bào)紙收起來(lái)?！氨热缯f我的孩子，他們無(wú)論如何總是要看美國(guó)動(dòng)作片，特別是那個(gè)阿諾什么辛格演的……”
“清真寺！”我說，“大清真寺。”我記得我們路過的時(shí)候，清真寺讓索拉博從委靡中振奮起來(lái)，記得他趴在車窗望著它的樣子。
“費(fèi)薩爾？”
“是的，你能送我去嗎？”
“你知不知道它是世界上最大的清真寺？”他問。
“不知道，可是……”
“光是它的院子就可以容下四萬(wàn)人。”
“你能送我到那邊去嗎？”
“那兒距這里還不到一公里?！彼f，不過他已經(jīng)從柜臺(tái)站起來(lái)。
“我會(huì)付你車錢?！彼麌@氣，搖搖頭，“在這里等著?！彼哌M(jìn)里間，出來(lái)的時(shí)候換了一副眼鏡，手里拿著串鑰匙，有個(gè)披著橙色紗麗的矮胖女人跟在身后。她坐上他在柜臺(tái)后面的位子?！拔也粫?huì)收你的錢?！彼掖抵鴼猓拔視?huì)載你去，因?yàn)槲腋阋粯樱彩莻€(gè)父親?！?