Chapter 715, youcry, Iam very grieved;Hedoes not cry, Iam very distressed!
第715章、你哭,我很心痛;他不哭,我很痛心!Seinebank. Not well-knownsmallcafe.
塞纳河畔。不知名的小咖啡馆。Firn-linecontinuousfallingin broken bitsinSeine, does not driveanysound. Sits the positionnearwindow, cannot see the scenery of opposite shore, can only see an afloatadverse currentbusypointsailing ship.
细碎的雨线绵绵不绝的落在塞纳河里,不带动任何的声响。坐在窗边的位置,看不到对岸的风景,只能看到顺流逆流忙忙碌碌的点点帆船。Qiu Yihangoes out, the weatheris fortunately good. The sunlightshines, fine spring day. Shewalksvivaciouslyon the road, makingpeoplefeel that sheis the onesmallSun.秋意寒出门的时候,天气还好好的。阳光普照,鸟语花香。她蹦蹦跳跳的走在路上,让人感觉她就是一个小太阳。Withoutthinkingto arrive on the halfway, startslightlyraining. The sign that thisrainhas not stopped, does not have a biggerimpulsionluckily.
没想到走到半路上,就开始淅淅沥沥的下起雨来。这雨没有停的迹像,幸好也没有更大一些的冲动。Sheis afraidrains hard.
她害怕下大雨。At least, fearstodayvery much.
至少,今天很怕。„Stickswindtohere, sticks tomissing of traveler. Entangled the line the raintohere, is entanglingyourmylingeringsociety. Youin the sideare the reason, the reasonwrites separately——on the predestined relationship”
“风到这里就是粘,粘住过客的思念。雨到了这里缠成线,缠着你我流连人世间。你在身边就是缘,缘分写在三生石上面——”Althoughin the cafeis also playing the leisurelylyric song, butQiu Yihanstillroutineinserts the earto listen toher the Chinasong that bringsfrom the home the earphone.
虽然咖啡馆里也在播放着轻缓的抒情歌曲,可是秋意寒仍然习惯性的把耳机插进耳朵听着她从国内带来的华夏歌曲。Hercustomhas been denouncedbypaternal auntQiu Jingwen, the paternal aunt said that she comes toFranceis the learning language, learned the language capabilityto learntheirknowledge, fitted intotheirlifeandsocieties. Listens tosomeFrenchsongsto help the increase of Frenchproficiency.
她的这个习惯一直被姑姑秋靖闻诟病,姑姑说她来法国是来学习语言的,学会了语言才能去学习他们的知识,融入他们的生活、社会。多听一些法国歌曲有助于法语水平的提高。Onhermouthis complying, was still insisting the oneselfhobbyin secret.
她嘴上答应着,私底下仍然坚持着自己的爱好。Thisis the onesemblancesoftsuch as the Little Cao / little grassinnermost feelingsactuallystrongmajestic the femalemanlike the hill.
这是一个外表柔软如小草内心却像小山一样坚强雄壮的女汉子啊。She the first time is notthe《Jiangnan》 that hearsLin Junjie, but, has not actually looked liketodaysosuchchanging countenance.
她不是第一次听到林俊杰的这首《江南》,但是,却从来没有像今天这般如此的动容。Is moved by the scenery to recollect old feelings and emotions, eitherismissingcauses disaster.
或者是触景生情,又或者是思念成灾。Shefelt that bodyinslightshivering, the heartlooked likemeltsgenerally. Sheknowsitto exist, wherealsocannot feelit.
她感觉身体在轻微的颤抖,心脏就像是融化掉了一般。她知道它存在,又感觉不到它在哪儿。„Loves1/10000sweetness, ratherIburyonthis day.”
“爱有万分之一甜,宁愿我就葬在这一天。”Herfollowingmusichumminggently, tearsactuallysuddenlyfulleye socket.
她跟着音乐轻轻的哼唱,泪水却突然间充溢眼眶。Shedoes not know why will cry, but, thisis an unquenchableimpulsion.
她不知道为什么会哭,可是,这是一股难以抑制的冲动。„Doesn't cry.”Sheuses the back of the handto scratch the eye of oneself. „Meets the cryingpainted face.”
“不哭不哭。”她用手背擦着自己的眼。“会哭花脸。”
The onewhitehandkerchiefhandedat present, herpleasantly surprisedupholdhead, seen is actually the middle-agedhandsome fellow——suchman of oneblond hairblueeye, shouldbemakes the innumerablebeing in loveyoung girlsbe wild with joyis right.一块洁白的手帕递到了眼前,她惊喜的抬起脑袋,看到的却是一个金发蓝眼的中年帅哥——这样的男人,该是让无数怀春少女欣喜若狂才对。But, the smile on herfacesolidifies, namelyfluctuateslightlosing.
可是,她脸上的笑容凝固,即而变幻成淡淡的失落。Howishe?
怎么是他?Howisn'the?
怎么不是他?Althoughthispersonis not the person who oneselfmustwait, Qiu Yihanstilltook off the earphone, tomiddle-aged manWeixiao / smile, was saying: „Thank youyourgood intention. Myvery good.”
虽然这个人不是自己要等的人,秋意寒仍然摘下耳机,对着中年男人微笑,说道:“谢谢你的好意。我很好。”„The appearance that althoughyoucryis astounding, butinmyrathereyes some suchaesthetic sense.” The middle-aged mansaidin the goodFrench. Hissoundmagnetism, the typicalParisaccent, shouldbe the warmbrilliantnative.
“虽然你哭起来的样子让人惊艳,可我宁愿眼里少一些这样的美感。”中年男人用地道的法语说道。他的声音很磁性,地道的巴黎腔,应该是热情烂漫的本地人。Hestillstubbornhands over the handkerchief, said: „Wipes the eye of yourpretty. Ihave not touched and gone the nasal mucuswithit.”
他仍然固执的把手帕递过来,说道:“擦擦你漂亮的眼睛吧。我没有用它擦过鼻涕。”„pu chi——”
“扑哧——”Qiu Yihanprovoked laughterbyhim, actuallystillinsisted that rejection of oneself, said: „Thanksvery. Myvery good. Does not needthis. Will scratchitdirty.”秋意寒被他逗笑,却仍然坚持自己的拒绝,说道:“很的很感谢。我很好。不需要这个。会把它擦脏。”Mannaturalpeakpeakshoulder, is very regrettableto the rejection of Qiu Yihan.
男人潇洒的耸耸肩膀,对秋意寒的拒绝很是遗憾。
The Frenchmaninstinctis warm, andcombative. Saw the miss who oneselflikeswill go forwardto say something to smooth things overimmediately, naturally, saying something to smooth things over the failurewill not think that thisis a to lose facematter.
法国男人天性热情,而且进攻性强。看到自己喜欢的姑娘会立即上前搭讪,当然,搭讪失败也不会觉得这是一件丢脸的事情。
The Frenchregardless ofmanwomanmostbothsweethearts, have the mannumber of sweetheartto arrangeat the world's second. What placed the world's first isChina, theybyChinahugeofficialcommunitydefeating.
法国人无论男人女人大多数都有情人,拥有情人的男人数量可以排在世界第二。排在世界第一的是华夏,他们被华夏国庞大的官员群体给击败。Heplaceson the handkerchiefQiu Yihanfronttable, said with a smile: „MynotLittle Xin / carefulthrows a handkerchief, hoping the person of good intentioncanadoptit.”
他把手帕放在秋意寒面前的桌子上,笑着说道:“我不小心丢块手帕,希望好心人能够把它收养。”Is beckoning with the handtoQiu Yihan, thenopens the door of cafeto walktowardoutside.
对着秋意寒摆了摆手,然后推开咖啡馆的门向外面走去。
The whitehandkerchieflooks likepure whiteLittle Hua / little flower, itspeacefullying downwhere. But because, the person who deliversis not right, Qiu Yihanis not willingto becomethisflowerednewmaster.
洁白的手帕就像是一朵洁白的小花,它安静的躺在哪儿。可是,因为送的人不对,秋意寒也不愿意成为这朵花新的主人。Thisis only a smallinterlude in herlife, like this smallinterludealmostwill performevery day.
这只是她人生中的一段小插曲,这样的小插曲几乎每天都会上演。beautifuldoes not have the national boundary, Qiu Yihanfelltoomanytoomanymen and womaninthiscity.
美是没有国界的,秋意寒在这座城市倾倒了太多太多的男人和女人。Herline of sightshiftsout of the window, is in a dazeto the rainscenery of Seineagain.
她的视线转移到窗外,再一次对着塞纳河的雨景发呆。„Young lady, do heresomepeoplesit?”Soundtoweringresounding of oneman.
“小姐,请问这边有人坐吗?”一个男人的声音突兀的响起。„Sorry, already——”hersomevitality/angryhas transferred the head, shedoes not likeothersdisturbingherinthis time, who regardless ofthatpersonis.
“对不起,已经——”她有些生气的转过脑袋,她不喜欢别人在这个时间打扰她,无论那个人是什么人。Then, sawthatsmilesis lookingtoherface.
然后,就看到了那张嘻笑着看向她的脸。That, sheeats mealis thinkingtimedream of sleepingbeing in a dazetimeis readingfamiliarface.
那张,她吃饭的时候想着睡觉的时候梦着发呆的时候念着的熟悉的脸。„Somepeoplehave sat.”Qiu YihanXiao Lian / little faceonehorizontal, clenches teethto say.
“已经有人坐了。”秋意寒小脸一横,咬牙说道。
„ Does healsocome? „
“他还来吗?“„Hecomes certainly.”
“他一定来。”„Did hecome?”
“他来了吗?”„Came.”Eye socket of Qiu Yihanonered, cried.
“来了。”秋意寒的眼眶一红,又哭了起来。She was too easyto cry, vitality/angrycried the happytimecried, is wrongedis bullied will also cry.
她实在是太容易哭了,生气的时候哭高兴的时候哭,受了委屈被人欺负的时候也会哭。Shesaidtooneselfare innumerable, Qiu Yihancannotcry, no onewoman who likesonebeing ableto cry.
她对自己说了无数次,秋意寒不许哭,没有人喜欢一个会哭的女人。But, shecannot bear.
可是,她就是忍不住。Perhaps, looks likesuch that the grandmother said that womanthis of eyeangular lengthhemorrhoidsmustshedinnumerabletearsfor a lifetime. Is oneselfdoomedonly to be the onetearsperson?
或许,就像是外婆说的那样,眼角长痔的女人这一辈子要流无数次的眼泪。自己注定就只能做一个泪人吗?
The youngmansits, thenonebeing busycleaningtearsQiu Yihanhuggingin the bosom.
年轻男人坐下去,然后一把把忙着擦拭眼泪的秋意寒给抱在怀里。„——”
“哦——”Somepeoplecall out in alarm.
有人惊呼。
Some guests in cafe the Little Qingcompanion who noticeshere the fervorto hug, theirfriendlyWeixiao / smile, thendiverted the attention.
咖啡馆的一些客人注意到这边激情拥抱的小情侣,他们友好的微笑,然后又转移了视线。Suchmatterwill happen every day, theyhave become accustomed.
这样的事情每天都会发生,他们早就习以为常。Qiu Yihanthistimehas not avoided, herboth handstightis hugging the waist of man, saying that the soundchoked: „Rains, Iquitefeared that youdo not come.”秋意寒这次没有躲避,她双手紧紧的搂着男人的腰,声音哽咽的说道:“下雨了,我好怕你不来。”
The mennarrowed the eyeto smile, the nostrilsmelledto hear the attractivefragrance on girlhair, said: „Imentioned, was certain. No matterrainsunderor/is still the bullet.”
男人眯着眼睛笑了起来,鼻孔嗅闻着女孩子头发上的诱人香气,说道:“我说来,就一定来。不管是下雨还是下子弹。”„pu chi——”
“扑哧——”Qiu Yihansmiledagain. Thistimeis the happyrelaxedhappy expression.秋意寒再一次笑了起来。这一次是舒畅轻松的笑意。„If the nextbullet, Iam not willingto makeyoucome.”
“要是下子弹的话,我可不愿意让你来。”„Good. Youlook atme.” The mensaid.
“那好吧。你去看我。”男人说道。„Gave up any idea.”Qiu Yihanfights with the fistson the body of man.
“休想。”秋意寒一拳打在男人的身上。Soft, does not havestrengtha little.
软绵绵的,没有一点儿力道。„Youdo not makemelook foryou, youare not willingto look atme. Didn't wehavemeansto meet?”Mansaid with a smile.
“你不让我来找你,你也不愿意去看我。那咱们不就没办法见面了?”男人笑着说道。„Cannotcontinuouslyunder the bullet.”Qiu Yihanis charmingly angrywas saying.
“总不能一直下子弹啊。”秋意寒娇嗔着说道。„Said is also.”Mannod. „Godis not the arms merchant.”
“说的也是。”男人点头。“上帝又不是军火商。”
The youngmanisTang Zhong, rode the airplanes of severalhoursto rush toTang Zhong of ParisfromChina.
年轻男人就是唐重,从华夏坐了几个钟头的飞机赶到巴黎的唐重。Heis onlywhenboarded the airplaneto giveQiu Yihanto send an information, letherinthis timeto the cafe of thisplace. Has the pleasant surprise.
他只是在上飞机的时候给秋意寒发了条信息,让她在这个时间到这个地点的这家咖啡馆。有惊喜。Thiscafeheis very familiar, she is also very familiar, isprevioustimetheykills the time the place. Hehas remembered,shewill not naturally forget.
这家咖啡馆他很熟悉,她也很熟悉,是上次他们俩消磨时光的地方。他一直记得,她自然也不会忘记。Herhurriedcatches up, is earlier than hisscheduledtime, was just goodwith the time that heexpects.
她急急忙忙的赶过来,比他预定的时间早一些,和他预料的时间刚刚好。Two peoplebodiesalmostmuststickin the same place, Qiu Yihangrab the hand of Tang Zhong, happysaying: „Iknow that youwill come.”
两人的身体几乎要黏在一起,秋意寒抓着唐重的手,一脸幸福的说道:“我就知道你会来。”„Were yousuddenlysohow intelligent?”
“你怎么突然间那么聪明了?”„Have Iveryintelligentlybeen good? Underestimates the person.”
“我一直都很聪明好不好?小看人。”„Did youshowwithwhat?”
“你拿什么来证明?”„My——”Qiu Yihanthoughtfor quite a while, but alsoreallydoes not know that oneselfwithwhatmeansshowedoneselfis very intelligent. Therefore, sheis angrypinchedTang Zhongone, said: „Youwithwhatshowed that you are an idiot?”
“我——”秋意寒想了半天,还真不知道自己用什么办法来证明自己很聪明。于是,她就生气的掐了唐重一记,说道:“你拿什么来证明你是个白痴?”Tang Zhongpicks upon the tablethatsnow whitehandkerchief, thenlowers the headwithitis cleaning the muddy water on leather shoescarefully. „Is this shoeshinearrange/cloth?”唐重捡起桌子上那块雪白的手帕,然后低下头用它仔细的擦拭着皮鞋上的泥水。“这是擦鞋布吧?”„It is not.”Qiu YihanXiao Lian / little facewas red.
“不是。”秋意寒的小脸红了。
Won't hebe angry? Won't misunderstand? Cantellhim the truth? or/is still said that oneselfwill not lie. Also, has not madewhat——
他不会生气吧?不会误会吧?要不要告诉他真相呢?还是说了吧,自己又不会撒谎。再说,又没有做过什么——"Oh."Tang Zhongnods. „Youlook, am I an idiot? Ithink that thisis the shoeshinearrange/cloth.”“哦。”唐重点了点头。“你看,我是不是很白痴?我以为这是块擦鞋布呢。”„Your——”Qiu Yihanonlyknows that oneselfbyTang Zhongplaying, himclearlyguessed correctly the origin of thishandkerchiefaboutitdoes not like, thereforeshines shoewithit. Envyheartindeed of thisfellowis intense.
“你——”秋意寒这才知道自己被唐重给耍了,他分明是猜到了这手帕的来历对它不喜欢所以用它来擦鞋的嘛。这个家伙的妒嫉心还真是强烈啊。But, Qiu Yihandoes not feelrepugnant.
可是,秋意寒一点儿也不觉得讨厌。Alsofought with the fists, said: „Youknow that bulliesme.”
又是一拳打了过去,说道:“你就知道欺负我。”„Ialsobullyothers.”Tang Zhongsaid. „Before coming toParis, bullied the person, bulliedto cry.”
“我也欺负别人。”唐重说道。“来巴黎之前还欺负了人,把人都欺负哭了。”„Youalsobulliedto cryme.”Qiu Yihaneye socketredsaying.
“你把我也欺负哭了。”秋意寒眼眶红红的说道。Thinkshim, will oneselfsitincafesillyshedding tears?
要不是太想他,自己怎么会坐在咖啡馆傻乎乎的掉眼泪呢?Asonebigbeautiful woman, is this to lose facebehavioris very good?
做为一个大美女,这是很丢脸的行为好不好?„Youcry, Iam very grieved. Hedoes not cry, Iam very distressed. Youare different.”Tang Zhongsaid with a smile.
“你哭,我很心痛。他不哭,我很痛心。你们是不一样的。”唐重笑着说道。That that hesaid‚he’isLi Mingyi. Thatfellowpulled out being swollenfacebyhim, but alsofed in the police stationto imprison for threedaysunder the operation of his father. After coming out, runsto look forLiang Taoto apologize, what to doLiang Taohitstelephoneto asktoTang Zhong, the reply of Tang Zhongisyoulooks at the office.
他说的那个‘他’是李明意。那个家伙被他抽肿了脸,还在他父亲的操作下被送进局子监禁了三天。出来后又跑去找梁涛道歉,梁涛给唐重打电话问怎么办,唐重的回答是你看着办。What happenedas forbehind, is nothemustpay attention. Heknows, after thismatter, Li Mingyicertainlydoes not dareto look for the trouble of Liang Taoagain.
至于后面发生了什么事情,已经不是他所要关注的了。他知道,这件事情之后,李明意肯定不敢再找梁涛的麻烦了。Li Yuwalked, Hua Mingwalked, Wang Aiguowalked, oneselfoftenin the school, Liang Taoalone/one persontrulysomewhatwill not be lonely. Alsoexperiencedsuchmatter, hopes that hecanfindoneself the thing that wantsto look.李玉走了,花明走了,王爱国走了,自己也时常不在学校,梁涛一个人确实会有些孤单。又经历了这样的事情,希望他能够找到自己想要寻找的东西吧。HearingTang Zhongsaid that ‚youcriedIto be very grieved’ the words, Qiu Yihancannot say the words.
听到唐重说‘你哭我很心痛’的话,秋意寒连话都说不出来了。
The head of oneself by Tang Zhongshoulder, the small handcloselygrabshisbig hand.
只是把自己的脑袋靠在唐重的肩膀上,小手紧紧的抓着他的大手。„Believes that a loveday, has arrivedforever. Froze the timeinthisflash.”Sheis thinkingthatsonglyricsin the mind.
“相信爱一天,抵过永远。在这一刹那冻结了时间。”她在脑海里想着那首歌的歌词。„Writtenrealgood.”Sheacclaimedinheart. Is thisnotjust this timeidea?
“写的真好。”她在心里赞叹。这不正是她此时的想法吗?„Is ai yo, seeming likeindeedintimate? Sawthing that should notlook, longneedle eye?” The oneveryunharmonioussoundresoundsintwo peopleears.
“哎哟,看起来真是亲密啊?看到了不应该看的东西,会不会长针眼啊?”一个很不和谐的声音在两人的耳朵边响起。
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