【M·L】Time
贪好玩儿把《时间》翻了几段成英文
……累了😂
作者英语超级无敌差
观者自慎！
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1
Feng Xinduo picked her glasses up from the ground. The boys had gone. Lu Ting held the small knife with her right hand, which was shaking fiercely. She seemed frightened, and angry.
Lu shouted at Feng: “Are you a fool? Wouldn’t you just give them the money? What if I had come late and you had really been beaten by them?”
I was about giving them the money and would have given it, if you hadn’t come, Feng thought, but decided wisely not to say anything.
But tears fell down on the ground, one drip after another.
Strange enough. Why tears fell since I hadn’t been afraid at all?
Lu took out her tissues and helped her wipe her tears in a hurry. “Don’t cry.” she said. She was at a loss what to say. “What about going out for dinner with me tonight?”
2
Feng became even clingier, which might have been a result of the long departure during the holiday. Moreover, she chatted in unreasonable casualness with Lu. Sometimes she said to Lu: “Ge, I am really fond of you”, while laughing aloud when Lu looked at her in surprise. She laughed: “Fool.” Lu felt her heart beating fiercely when Feng joked like this, and she also felt the strong impulsion to ask her whether you really meant it or not. But before long Lu was able to find out the solution: she realized that as long as she joked back, Feng’s face would always turn red. Lu therefore said: “I am fond of you as well”, leaning towards Feng at the same time. Feng stared at her with her face turning red as anticipation. Several seconds passed. Feng finally sighed and held her face with both hands. She said: “You bad.”
3
There was an alley behind the teaching buildings, the existence of which Feng had always known. However, since she had no interest in plants, never had she paid any attention to the cherry trees alongside. Also, she had no idea that cherry flowers blossomed in March.
Therefore, when Lu suddenly took her hands away from her eyes, she was too fascinated to say anything.
Flowers gathered together on the tree sticks, blossoming. Where the wind blew, petals flew like snow, filling the sky.
Lu leaned towards her. She raised a question, without really asking her: “Could I kiss you?”
No barrier. No disguise. A kiss gently fell on the mouth corner of her.
At that moment, Feng saw the same rains of flowers both inside her heart and around her. Together they kept flying, higher and higher.
4
With all the roads leading to a different outcome, they chose the one towards destruction. The two kids were too young to understand what they were insisting on. The only thing they could do was to jump into the abyss, broken and apart.
5
Sun Rui asked her: “Are you going to look for her?”
Feng said: “No need.” Lu had shown so much hesitation during those years, and no explanation had she ever made till the end. Despite the deep understanding of Lu and her pride, Feng felt it difficult to really see her heart. What’s more, the newly-built barrier might not disappear, and the long-lost love might not be back. Her cherishing of the past prevented her from looking back, together with the fear of a possibly changed lover.
6
“Ge, I love you.” Feng stopped walking, turning back, looking directly into Lu’s eyes. She noticed that Lu’s eye pits were turning red, thus saying the following words with her most gentle tone: “So, do you love me?”
Whatever answer Lu might provide, she was going to believe it with all her heart.
7
Sometimes Lu dreamed of a scene. There, Feng looked young as what she had been during her teenage years, taking her hand, tears falling down. She asked her: “Ge, do you really like me?”
Lu was aware that it was nothing but a dream, because in those years, never had Feng cried like this. And she was also aware where the dream came from: it came from the tears and words absent at the end of those years.
In that dream, she hugged Feng tightly, crying together with her in sorrow. She said: “Of course I like you. You are my favorite in this world.”
But in that year, Feng asked nothing, and she said nothing.
8
“Ge,” Feng looked at her, eyes blinking, “you have one more sentence to say.”
“I love you.” Lu touched her lips with her own.
During their teenage years, for numerous times they had got close like this. The childish young girl gradually overlapped with this mature woman before eyes, and then separated. Years and years had gone by, but the love remained.
“Toast to courage.”
“Toast to luck.”
“Toast to the moonlight.”
“Toast to…” Feng failed to come up with anything else to toast to. “To love”, she said, taking a gulp of her beer.
She drank too fast, and coughed as a result. She wiped her mouth, slowly stepped towards Lu. She pretended to have lost her balance, thus falling directly into Lu’s embrace. Feng raised her head so as to kiss Lu on her mouth corner. Fragrant, and soft.
“We are the destined one for each other.”
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