暮光之城?暮色 第176期:第十一章 復(fù)雜(9)
我開始有點(diǎn)同情他了。對(duì)一個(gè)父親來說，這實(shí)在是件難事，活在這樣或那樣的憂慮里，生怕自己的女兒會(huì)遇上她喜歡的男孩，但又得操心萬一她遇不上該怎么辦。我一想到，如果查理知道，哪怕是得到最輕微的暗示，我確切喜歡著的是什么人的話，不禁打了個(gè)冷戰(zhàn)。
Charlie left then, with a goodbye wave, and I went upstairs to brush my teeth and gather my books. When I heard the cruiser pull away, I could only wait a few seconds before I had to peek out of my window. The silver car was already there, waiting in Charlie's spot on the driveway. I bounded down the stairs and out the front door, wondering how long this bizarre routine would continue. I never wanted it to end.
然后，查理揮手道別，離開了。我走上樓去刷牙，把書收拾好。當(dāng)我聽到巡邏車開走的聲音時(shí)，我只等了幾秒鐘，便迫不及待地跑過去向窗外偷看。那輛銀色的車已經(jīng)在那里了，就在車道上查理的位置那兒等著。我跳著下了樓，奔出前門，想知道這樣不同尋常的例行公事般的日子能夠持續(xù)多久。我永遠(yuǎn)都不想讓它結(jié)束。
He waited in the car, not appearing to watch as I shut the door behind me without bothering to lock the dead-bolt. I walked to the car, pausing shyly before opening the door and stepping in. He was smiling, relaxed — and, as usual, perfect and beautiful to an excruciating degree.
他在車?yán)锏戎?，?dāng)我關(guān)上門，懶得鎖上那個(gè)該死的門閂的時(shí)候，他似乎沒在看我。我走向車子，在開門上車以前羞澀地停住了。他微笑著，很放松——還有，像往常一樣，完美和出色得到了折磨人的地步。
"Good morning." His voice was silky. "How are you today?" His eyes roamed over my face, as if his question was something more than simple courtesy.
“早上好。”他的聲音如絲綢一樣柔軟。“今天感覺怎么樣?”他的目光在我的臉上徘徊著，仿佛他的提問比起單純的禮節(jié)有著更深的意味。
"Good, thank you." I was always good — much more than good — when I was near him.
“很好，謝謝。”當(dāng)我和他在一起時(shí)，我總是很好——甚至比好更好。
His gaze lingered on the circles under my eyes. "You look tired."
他的目光落在了我眼睛底下的黑眼圈上。“你看上去很疲倦。”
"I couldn't sleep," I confessed, automatically swinging my hair around my shoulder to provide some measure of cover.
“我睡不著。”我坦白交代，下意識(shí)地把頭發(fā)撥到肩后，作為某種程度上的掩飾。
"Neither could I," he teased as he started the engine. I was becoming used to the quiet purr. I was sure the roar of my truck would scare me, whenever I got to drive it again.
“我也是。”他揶揄著，發(fā)動(dòng)了引擎。我開始習(xí)慣這種安靜的嗡嗡聲了。我敢肯定，無論何時(shí)我再去開我那輛卡車，它的轟鳴聲都會(huì)嚇著我的。
