Imposing mannerweak, the story that Irwintoldis roughly no different, is only completely differentin the detail, butissuchdetail, making the trend of storycompletelydifferent.
辛德瑞拉的气势弱了下去,厄文说的故事大体没有什么不同,只是在细节上完全不一样,可就是这样的细节,令故事的走向完全不同了。Irwinlikeknowing the girlmustaskanything, hethensaid, „ Ihave felt, thisis the shareveryromanticwork.
厄文就像知道女孩要问什么一样,他接着说道,“我一直觉得,这是份很浪漫的工作。
The realityis not perfect, evenis somewhat cruel, butasspeaking the person of story, Ihave the abilitybecomeithappy, comforts others 'smind. ”
现实并没有那么完美无瑕,甚至有些残忍,但作为讲故事的人,我却有能力将它变得美好,来抚慰他人的心灵。”Irwinrestedenough, chattedenough, was the timecontinuesto act, hestood up, makes an effortto blink, the wind and rain outside portholeletthat day that heremembered himselfto kill the captain.
厄文歇了够,也聊够了,是时候继续行动了,他站起身,用力地眨眨眼,舷窗外的风雨让他想起自己杀了船长的那一日。„Iwill fondly rememberIyoungandstupiddayfrequently.”
“我经常会怀念我年轻又愚蠢的日子。”Irwinwas saying the short-sword that carries the bloodstained, hintsto followhim.
厄文说着拎起染血的短剑,示意辛德瑞拉跟上他。Somealsomanywords want to say that Irwinlikeheavy/thickbooks, insideconcealsfilled the interestingstory, shelistened toIrwin saying that hepassed for 16hourswithheronthattrains, shewantsto know that inthat16hourshadanything, shealsowantsto know the eternal life that Irwinthoughtwasanything.
辛德瑞拉还有很多话想说,厄文就像一本厚重的书籍,里面藏满了有趣的故事,她听厄文说过,他在那列火车上与她度过了十六个小时,她想知道那十六个小时里都发生了些什么,她还想知道厄文所认为的永生是什么。Askedwithout enough time, Irwinpulled openwithstood/top the cabinetingate, trampled the front door, was absent-mindedhechanged that yearlightappearance.
来不及发问了,厄文一把拉开了顶在门上的柜子,踹开了大门,恍忽间他又变回了那年轻的模样。In the darkcorridoris rolling the thickblack smoke, in the cornerflashesis extinguishing the flame, everywhereis the corpses, the bloodstain without solidified.
阴暗的走廊内滚动着浓浓黑烟,拐角里闪灭着火苗,到处都是尸体,还有尚未凝固的血迹。
The electricitystairwellhad been embezzledby the sea of fire, Irwinneedsto findanotherupwardroad, possiblywas the unluckymatterexperiencewere many, thistimeIrwinrarelylucky.
电梯井已经被火海吞没,厄文需要找到另一条向上的路,可能是倒霉的事经历多了,这一次厄文难得地幸运了起来。
A Irwinenemyhas not metall the way, thenafter the innumerablecorner, Irwinfound a perfectelevator.
一路上厄文一个敌人也没遇到,然后在数不清的拐角后,厄文找到了一个完好无损的电梯。Presses the elevatorkey, itdropsmarvelouslyslowly.
按动电梯键,它奇迹般地缓缓下降。Irwinrelaxes, „wecould be savedevidently.”
厄文松了口气,“看样子我们有救了。”
The nervousnessalsorelaxed, herhowheart is big, filledfearfacing the death.
辛德瑞拉紧张的心情也放松了下来,她再怎么心大,面对死亡还是充满了畏惧。
The layerjumpsunceasingly, the elevatormustarrive inIrwinthisstrata timeimmediately, Irwinheard the buzz of conversation that resoundsafter the elevator doorindistinctly.
层数不断地跳跃,电梯马上就要抵达厄文这一层时,厄文隐约地听到了从电梯门后响起的谈话声。Irwin'scomplexiongreat change, in the elevatoris also carryinganothergroup of people, hedraws to evacuatequickly, but the elevatorhad arrived in his at this time.
厄文的脸色巨变,电梯里还载着另一批人,他拉着辛德瑞拉想赶快撤离,可这时电梯已经抵达了他这一层。Without enough time.
来不及了。Irwingrasped the short-sword, treatedinthiscrisis-riddenenvironmentfor a long time, hestartedto adapt tothistenselife and deathatmosphereunexpectedly.
厄文抓紧了短剑,在这危机四伏的环境里待久了,他居然开始适应这种紧张的生死氛围。
The ice-coldswordbladeliftscourageous, at the same time the elevator dooropens widetoward the both sides.
冰冷的剑刃勐地抬起,与此同时电梯门向着两侧敞开。
The metal and metaleach otherhit, burst out the dazzlingspark, Irwinthought that oneselfshort-swordhit an angrybull, the greatstrengthsecondary earthquake that conductsinjuredhisarmagain, the short-swordlet gospike the wall.
金属与金属彼此撞击,迸发出刺眼的火花,厄文觉得自己的短剑命中了一头愤怒的公牛,传导来的巨力再次震伤了他的手臂,短剑脱手钉入墙壁。Irwinhitsonbehindwall, the pitch-darkmuzzlewithstand/toponhisforehead.
厄文撞到身后的墙壁上,紧接着黑漆漆的枪口顶在他的额头上。Suchrapidness that died, Irwinbesides the pain of arm, anythingcould not feelsuddenly, indulged in flights of fancynot to have.
死亡来的如此之快,厄文除了手臂的痛楚外,一时间什么也感受不到,就连胡思乱想也没有。Was expected that the deathhas not arrived.
预料中的死亡没有降临。
The menraise pistolto withstandIrwin'sforehead, stunnedandaccidental/surprised of face.
男人举着手枪顶住厄文的脑门,一脸的错愕与意外。„Irwin?”
“厄文?”In the voice of opposite partyfilledpuzzled, as iftwo peopleshould not the reunionbe here same.
对方的声音里充满了困惑,似乎两人不该在这里重逢一样。Nollen?
诺伦吗?IrwininthisonlyacquaintancewasNollen, but Nollendoes not knownow, evendoes not know that hediedlives, thisparadisenumberattackcameforhim.
厄文在这仅有的熟人就是诺伦了,但诺伦现在也不知道在哪,甚至不知道他是死是活,这次乐土号的袭击是为了他而来的。
The opposite partyput down the pistol, revealsstrangeandfamiliarfacial features, laterhesmilestoIrwin, referred toownfacewith the muzzle, introducing oneself.
对方放下了手枪,露出一张陌生又熟悉的面容,随后他冲厄文微笑,用枪口指了指自己的脸,自我介绍着。„IsI, similar, similarArbaugh!”
“是我啊,肖,肖・阿尔伯!”Irwingawkedfor a long time, herecallssimilarwhoArbaughis, immediately a funnyrole of competitive eating, fellows who in killingintenttook the pistolandbodyto lingeroverlapswiththisat presentinone.
厄文愣了好久,他才回忆起肖・阿尔伯是谁,随即一个大胃王的搞笑角色,和眼前这个拿着手枪、身上萦绕的杀意的家伙重叠在了一起。„At just the right moment!”
“真巧啊!”PalmergraspsIrwin'shand, makes an effortto sway, is sighingloudly, „luckilyhad/left the slow in work, otherwiseyoudied!”
帕尔默一把握起厄文的手,用力地摇晃,大声感叹着,“幸亏出手慢了啊,不然你就死了啊!”Irwincannot comprehendthisto havewhatis goodto sigh that butheis coordinating, „! Yes!”
厄文搞不懂这有什么好感叹的,但他还是配合着,“是啊!是啊!”„Therefore, youwere the getting lost?”
“所以,你是迷路了吗?”Palmerwithstand/top the muzzleagainonIrwin'sforehead, Dewar and canarygo outfromhimbehind, everyone is combative.
帕尔默再次将枪口顶在厄文的额头上,杜瓦与金丝雀从他身后走出,每个人都杀气腾腾的。Experienced the numerousbloody battles, does not know after butcheringmanydevils, Palmerfinallyfound the living person who cancommunicate.
经历了重重血战,不知道宰了多少个恶魔后,帕尔默终于找到了一个能沟通的活人。„Finallycanhave the progress.”
“终于能有进展了啊。”Palmermistakenly recognizedanythingprobably, collar that graspsIrwin, „you are really the scout of people of nighttidebig wave! Is monitoringusfrom the train!”
帕尔默好像错认了什么,一把抓起厄文的衣领,“你果然是汐涛之民的探子是吧!从火车上就在监视我们了!”Palmerthenbellows, „saidquickly! WhereNollenthatbastardhidGauld!”
帕尔默接着大吼,“快说!诺伦那个王八蛋把高尔德藏哪去了!”Irwinis bewildered.
厄文一脸茫然。
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