Chapter 5 Blood Type—

"You say that a lot," I noted, trying to ignore the sudden trembling in my stomach and keep my voice even.

“你说的太多了”我提醒他，努力忽视我胃里一阵抽搐并且保持我声音的平稳。

"Yes, because you're not listening to me. I'm still waiting for you to believe it. If you're smart, you'll avoid me."

“是的，因为你没有听我的。我任然在等你相信它。如果你聪明的话你会躲开我的。”

"I think you've made your opinion on the subject of my intellect clear, too." My eyes narrowed.

“我认为你对我智力的评价太清晰了”我眼睛眯着说

He smiled apologetically.

他抱歉的笑着。

"So, as long as I'm being… not smart, we'll try to be friends?" I struggled to sum up the confusing exchange.

“所以，只要我不聪明，那么我们能尝试做朋友？”我努力总结出这个令人困惑的交换条件。

"That sounds about right."

“听起来就是这样。”

I looked down at my hands wrapped around the lemonade bottle, not sure what to do now.

我低头看着我握着柠檬水杯的手，不知道现在该怎么办。

"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously.

“你在想什么？”他好奇的问道。

I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth.

我盯着他深金色的眼睛，变的昏沉，并且就像往常一样，脱口而出了实话。

"I'm trying to figure out what you are."

“我想知道你到底是什么。”

His jaw tightened, but he kept his smile in place with some effort.

他下巴紧闭，但是他依然用笑容代替了一些情感。

"Are you having any luck with that?" he asked in an offhand tone.

“那你有好运的发现了什么吗？”他以随便的语气问道。

"Not too much," I admitted.

“没有”我承认道。

巴特西