《AI也会写小说》yuanyuan安

160、英文10

　　翻译：“你知道，如果我没有每天见到你，我会想念你美丽的脸和你的声音，而不是其他任何事情，对吗？”

　　他说这话的方式听起来几乎像是在威胁，但他脸上的笑容尽可能真诚。他又抿了一口饮料，何休从自己的盘子里抬起头来。

　　“不过，你总是当着我的面说些甜言蜜语。”

　　他笑了。“是的，但这是真的！你很漂亮，即使你的头发以一个奇怪的角度突出，你是如此温暖，蓬松和可爱，这使我的心融化！当你这样微笑时……”他的手指拖在霍西奥的脸颊上，轻轻抚摸着那里的皮肤。他的眼睛闪到何休的嘴唇上，然后又回到他的眼睛上，然后又落在他们身上。“就这样，我一直想吻你~”

　　霍西奥尴尬地感到两颊发热。自从他第一次告诉他自己有多么崇拜他以来，这句话几乎每天都在说，而且这句话仍然让他内心感到刺痛，这让他很难不脸红。

　　“停，停，我脸红了！”

　　他的笑声响彻整个酒吧。

　　“没关系，”Yoongi轻轻地说，一只手放在他的手上，靠得更近。“除了我们，这里没有其他人。”

　　“我知道！”霍西奥抗议，试图把手拉开。这只会让Yoongi紧紧抓住它。

　　“那你为什么一直在背后找人？”

　　何塞鄂对他撅嘴。“因为……因为那个家伙在盯着我们看。”

　　Yoongi转过身来回头看了看，果然有两个人坐在他们旁边的几张桌子上。他们穿着相似的西装和帽子，两人的注意力都集中在他们的饮料上。Yoongi耸了耸肩，把注意力又转移到Hoseok身上。

　　“我想我们可以晚些时候再谈。我想和你谈的是一件重要的事。”他俯身，直到他们的额头碰触。“我很快就要搬进宿舍了，我想你应该是我的室友。你想一起住吗？”

　　霍西奥震惊地瞪着他。“等等……你是认真的吗？你真的要和我一起住吗？”

　　Yoongi微笑着点了点头。“是的。”

　　何西欧忍不住；他身体前倾，双臂搂住Yoongi的脖子。

　　“谢谢你，亨。谢谢你！你不会后悔的！”

　　他们紧紧拥抱了几分钟，直到被旁边桌子上传来的掌声打断。他们不情愿地分开了，转向观众。其中一个人似乎注意到了霍西奥，兴奋地挥手致意。

　　“耶，你刚才叫我什么！？”那人从座位上站起来喊道。“你是说我性格不好吗？是吗？嗯，你应该比任何人都清楚，我应该有一个对我好的室友。你为什么不表现出一些尊重呢？”

　　Yoongi站起来，用匕首瞪着他们对面桌子上的那个人，他的声音里充满了轻蔑。

　　“对不起？你是在暗示我是个坏人吗？因为我认为你是世界上最虚伪的混蛋。你怎么敢说你没有资格得到一个室友，因为你没有一个好的个性？如果你有钱或出名或其他什么，我一点也不在乎。如果你认为你有资格得到一个了不起的室友，那么你最好学会接受你的现实。”

　　听了这些话，这个人的愤怒增加了十倍，他的下巴紧绷着，怒容满面。另外两个人静静地看着，显然被这场表演震惊了。

　　“你怎么敢这样对我说话？”

　　这名男子的声音响彻房间，引起附近一些顾客的注视。Yoongi的肩膀绷紧了，他眯起了眼睛，但Hoseok知道他不会因此而退缩。

　　“你怎么敢这样对我说话，啊？你真的认为你应该花更多的时间和一个拥有你想要的一切的人在一起吗？或者也许你想要一个什么都没有的人。所以现在你已经有了一个可以让你为所欲为的人，你决定成为一个自私的混蛋？太可怜了。也许我错了，认为你应该得到一个室友。谁知道现在你真的是一个什么样的混蛋。”

　　在没有任何警告的情况下，Yoongi从稀薄的空气中拔出一把刀，直接刺进了另外两个人之间的桌子。

　　“别再靠近他了。”他嘶嘶地说，声音低沉而危险。

　　说完，陌生人一言不发地怒气冲冲地走了，何休只能惊恐地看着他消失在人群中。有那么一刻，什么都没有发生。然后，在他旁边的一个人说话了。

　　“我……以前从未见过这种情况……”

　　Yoongi放下刀。“我也没有。”

　　似乎是在暗示，一位女服务员走近了他们。

　　“这里有什么问题吗？”她问道。

　　“不，我们很好。别管我们。”Yoongi挥手示意她离开。

　　她犹豫了一会儿，可能被他充满敌意的语气弄糊涂了，但最终她离开了。她一走，何西欧就冲到Yoongi身边，用双臂搂住他的腰。

　　原文：“You know that if I didn\'t see you everyday it would make me miss your beautiful face and your voice more than anything else, right?”
　　The way he said that sounded almost like a threat, but the grin on his face was as genuine as it could be. He took another sip of his drink while Hoseok looked up from his own plate.
　　“You say such sweet things to my face all the time though.”
　　He chuckled. “Yeah, but it\'s true! You\'re beautiful even with your hair sticking out at an odd angle, and you\'re so warm and fluffy and cute that it makes my heart melt! And when you smile like that…” His fingers trailed over Hoseok\'s cheek and gently caressed the skin there. His eyes flickered down to Hoseok\'s lips then back to his eyes before settling on them again. “Like that, it makes me want to kiss you all the time~”
　　Hoseok felt his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. That one line had been said just about every day since the first time he told him how much he adored him, and the fact that it still made him feel all tingly inside made it difficult not to blush.
　　“Stop, stop, I\'m blushing!”
　　His laugh rang throughout the bar.
　　\"It\'s okay,\" Yoongi said softly, placing one hand on top of his and leaning closer to him. \"There\'s no one here besides us.\"
　　\"I know that!\" Hoseok protested, trying to pull his hand away. It only made Yoongi tighten his grip around it.
　　“Then why do you keep looking behind you for someone?”
　　Hoseok pouted at him. “Because… because that guy is staring at us.”
　　Yoongi turned around to look over his shoulder, and sure enough, there were two men sitting a couple tables down from them. They were dressed in similar suits and hats, both having their attention focused intently on their drinks. Yoongi shrugged, returning his attention back to Hoseok.
　　“I guess we can deal with that later. What I wanted to talk to you about was something important.” He leaned in until their foreheads touched. “I\'m going to be moving into a dorm room soon, and I thought you should be my roommate. Do you want to room together?”
　　Hoseok stared at him in shock. “Wait… are you serious? You\'re actually moving in with me?”
　　Yoongi smiled, nodding. “Yeah.”
　　Hoseok couldn\'t help himself; he leant forward and wrapped his arms around Yoongi\'s neck.
　　“Thank you, hyung. Thank you! You won\'t regret this!”
　　They remained locked in their embrace for several minutes until they were interrupted by the sound of applause coming from the table next to them. They separated reluctantly, turning towards their audience. One of them seemed to have noticed Hoseok, waving excitedly.
　　“Yah, what did you just call me!?” The man called out, standing up from his seat. “Are you saying that I don\'t have a good personality? Is that it? Well, you should know better than anyone that I deserve to have a roommate who treats me well. Why don\'t you show some respect?”
　　Yoongi stood up and glared daggers at the man across the table from them, his voice dripping with contempt.
　　“Excuse me? Are you implying that I am a bad person? Because I think you are the most hypocritical prick on earth. How dare you say that you\'re not entitled to a roommate because you don\'t have a nice personality? I don\'t give a fuck if you\'re rich or famous or whatever. If you think that you\'re entitled to have an amazing roommate, then you\'d better learn how to accept your reality.”
　　At these words the man\'s anger grew tenfold, his jaw tightening in a fierce scowl. The other two men watched on silently, clearly shocked by the display.
　　“How dare you speak to me like that?”
　　The man\'s voice boomed through the room, causing some nearby patrons to stare. Yoongi\'s shoulders tensed and he narrowed his gaze, but Hoseok knew that he wouldn\'t let that deter him.
　　“How dare you speak to me like that, huh? Do you honestly believe that you deserve to spend more time with someone who has everything you\'ve ever wanted? Or perhaps you want someone who doesn\' have anything at all. So now that you\'ve got someone you can use to get your way, you decide to become a selfish asshat? How pathetic. Maybe I was wrong to think that you deserved a roommate at all. Who knows what kind of shitty person you really are.”
　　Without warning, Yoongi pulled a knife out of thin air and stabbed it straight into the table between the other two men.
　　“Don\'t come near him anymore.” he hissed, his voice low and dangerous.
　　With that the stranger stormed off without a word, and Hoseok could only watch in horror as he disappeared among the crowd. For a moment, nothing happened. Then one of the men beside him spoke up.
　　“I… never seen that happen before...”
　　Yoongi lowered the knife. “Neither have I.”
　　As if on cue, a waitress approached them.
　　“Is there any problem here?” She asked.
　　“No, we\'re fine. Just leave us alone.” Yoongi waved her away.
　　She hesitated for a moment, probably confused by his hostile tone, but eventually she walked off. As soon as she was gone, Hoseok rushed over to Yoongi\'s side and threw his arms around his waist.