“没有。这才是问题所在。你对待每件事都是那么冷淡——这太不寻常了。这让我很想知道你究竟在想些什么。”
"I always tell you what I'm really thinking."
“我通常都会告诉你我在想些什么。”
"You edit," he accused.
“你编辑过了。”他控诉道。
"Not very much."
“没改动多少。”
"Enough to drive me insane."
“足够让我发疯了。”
"You don't want to hear it," I mumbled, almost whispered. As soon as the words were out, Iregretted them. The pain in my voice was very faint; I could only hope he hadn't noticed it.
“你不会想要听到的。”我低声说道，几近耳语。但话一说出口，我就后悔了。我声音里的痛苦非常地微弱，我只能希望他没有注意到。
He didn't respond, and I wondered if I had ruined the mood. His face was unreadable as wedrove into the school parking lot. Something occurred to me belatedly.
他没有回答。我想知道我是不是把气氛给毁了。当我们开进学校停车场的时候，他的表情让人捉摸不透。我后知后觉地想起来了。
"Where's the rest of your family?" I asked — more than glad to be alone with him, butremembering that his car was usually full.
“你的家人在哪里?”我问道——不仅仅是因为和他独处而快乐，更多的是因为想起来他的车通常都是满的。
"They took Rosalie's car." He shrugged as he parked next to a glossy red convertible with thetop up. "Ostentatious, isn't it?"
“他们坐罗莎莉的车。”他耸耸肩，把车停到了一辆闪闪发光的，车篷敞开着的火红色敞篷车旁。“太浮夸了，不是吗?”
"Um, wow," I breathed. "If she has that, why does she ride with you?"
“呃，哇噢，”我喘息着说。“既然她有这辆车，为什么她还要坐你的车呢?”
"Like I said, it's ostentatious. We try to blend in."
“就像我说的，这样太浮夸了。我们努力保持低调。”
"You don't succeed." I laughed and shook my head as we got out of the car. I wasn't lateanymore; his lunatic driving had gotten me to school in plenty of time. "So why did Rosaliedrive today if it's more conspicuous?"
“你没成功。”我们一起走出车外时，我大笑着摇了摇头。我不会迟到了。他疯狂的驾驶让我提前了不少时间到学校。“如果这样更引人注目的话，为什么今天罗莎莉还要开车呢?”
