《AI也会写小说》yuanyuan安

63、英文6

　　翻译：一个男孩坐在田野中间。他头顶的天空是明亮的蓝色，阳光照耀着他的背影，使他温暖起来。当他坐在那里时，风吹拂着草地，让温暖和新鲜空气平静下来。他感到放松和满足，当晚餐时间到来时，他准备回去工作。
　　他坐在前面，双腿交叉，脚轻轻地踢入泥土中。当他等待父母完成烹饪时，他想到了不再需要担心金钱或学校的感觉有多好。自从他的祖母去世以来，已经过去了四年多，现在他可以放松下来专注于学校。即使由于他的年龄和\"状况\"而不允许他休息一整年，他最终也可以恢复正常，并觉得他属于这里。
　　他的思想被打断了，突然，有人撞到他身上，把他扔在地上。他匆匆忙忙地把包放在上面，悄悄地咒骂着。
　　\"哎呀，对不起，伙计，\"有人从他上面道歉地说。有一刻的沉默，在那个人再次说话之前，他们都没有动，这次的声音要大得多。\"嘿！你他妈的在这里干什么？你迷路了吗？
　　孩子抬起头，看到一张陌生的脸。他花了一秒钟才认出他是班上的其他孩子之一，但之后他慢慢地站起来，把自己刷掉了。
　　\"我没有迷路。我妈妈把我送到这里来等她来接我，\"他解释道，然后指着他的包。\"你叫什么名字？我们彼此认识吗？
　　陌生人皱起了眉头。\"我叫桃田凯拓。你...？
　　他眨了几下眼睛，试图记住周围人的名字。\"松冈由纪，\"他回答。\"不，我们还没有见过面。我想我们会记得像我们这样的人。
　　凯托似乎想了一会儿，直到他意识到了这一点。\"哦！是的，没错。我想我们也不会认出对方，即使我们真的认识对方，在这一切狗屎下降之前，对吧？\"他叹了口气，一只手穿过他的头发。\"好吧，不管怎样，对不起，我差点把你撞倒！\"
　　Yuuji微微一笑。他总是喜欢友好的男孩。他们让一切都变得更容易。但是，当他意识到凯托仍然穿着他的外套时，笑容动摇了，这意味着他可能没有脱下外套就走回家了。
　　\"你还好吗？难道你不应该多穿几层吗？\"他忧心忡忡地问道。凯托耸了耸肩，转身离开，走向田野的边缘。
　　\"没关系。反正这是我大部分时间都穿的衣服，\"他喃喃地说。还没等Yuuji来得及回应，他就消失在一棵大树后面。
　　他正要开始跟着他时，门开了，一个女人走了出来。她身材高大，优雅，皮肤呈淡棕色。她对着Yuuji露出亲切的笑容。
　　\"你好！妈做完晚饭了，所以你应该赶紧进去，她亲切地告诉他。她的声音让他想起了雨天下雨的声音，舒缓而温暖。他感激地朝她点了点头，匆匆走了进去。
　　他找到通往房间的路，迅速换下衣服。他穿上黑色衬衫，卡其色短裤和他最喜欢的绿色连帽衫。当他回到楼下时，他发现他的父亲正在吃晚饭。
　　他咧嘴一笑，把一只温柔的手放在他的头上。\"你在那里！\"
　　Yuuji靠在他的触摸中，轻轻地笑了笑。他喜欢和爸爸在一起，他知道妈妈会同意的。他的父亲很棒。善良，理解和爱。他也喜欢他的小弟弟们。他不在乎他们是谁。
　　\"你去哪儿了？\"他从桌子的另一边听到。转过身来，他发现他的哥哥坐在另一端，好奇地盯着他。
　　\"我在外面，\"Yuuji简单地回答。他伸手穿过桌子，拉出旁边的座位，诱人地拍打着。\"坐在这里。妈妈为我们所有人做了额外的\"
　　他的兄弟犹豫了一会儿，但最终向前移动，滑到他最小的兄弟姐妹旁边的座位上。一秒钟后，厨房里充满了咖喱和炒饭的香气。
　　一旦他们开始进食，Yuuji就感觉比平时更轻。出于某种原因，今天感觉不同了。就像他肩膀上的重量减轻了一样。这可能是因为他刚刚的谈话。房子的气氛感觉更温暖，几乎就像一条舒适的毯子。
　　他很快就吃完了饭，感觉比他记忆中的感觉要好。
　　\"嘿，爸爸，我可以在朋友家过夜吗？\"Yuuji急切地问道。
　　他注意到他的父亲在切另一块肉时停了下来，并警惕地瞥了他一眼。\"呃，你确定吗？\"他不确定地问道。
　　Yuuji给了他一个安心的点头。\"是的，它只会住一晚！\"
　　他可以看出他的父亲仍然犹豫不决，但他对此一无所知。他只是起身上楼。把盘子放进水槽后，Yuuji紧随其后。
　　当他们到达他的卧室时，他关上门，转身看着Yuuji。他满怀期待地张开双臂，Yuuji立即冲进了他们。
　　\"我爱你，爸爸，\"他低声说。
　　他的父亲紧紧地抱住他，在他的头顶上按了一个吻。\"我也爱你，孩子。
　　原文：A boy sits in the middle of a field. The sky above him is bright blue and the sun shines brightly on his back, warming him up. The wind picks at the grass as he sits there, letting the warmth and fresh air calm down his nerves. He feels relaxed and content and when the time comes for dinner, he’s ready to get back to work.
　　He’s sitting with his legs crossed in front of him, feet kicking gently into the soil. As he waits for his parents to finish cooking, he thinks of how good it feels to not have to worry about money or school anymore. It’s been over four years since his grandmother passed away and now he can relax enough to focus on school. Even if he isn’t allowed to take a full year off yet because of his age and his “condition”, he can finally be normal and feel like he belongs here.
　　His thoughts are cut short when suddenly, someone bumps into him, sending him sprawling onto the ground. In his haste, he drops his bag on top of him and curses quietly.
　　“Shit, I’m sorry, dude,” someone says apologetically from above him. There’s a moment of silence where neither of them move before the person speaks again, this time much louder. “Hey! What the fuck are you doing out here? Are you lost or something?”
　　The kid looks up and sees an unfamiliar face. It takes him a second to recognize him as one of the other kids in their class but after that he stands up slowly, brushing himself off.
　　“I’m not lost. My mom sent me out here to wait for her to come pick me up,” he explains and then points to his bag. “What’s your name? Do we know each other?”
　　The stranger frowns. “My name is Kaito Momota. You’re…?”
　　He blinks a few times, trying to remember the names of the people around him. “Matsuoka Yuuji,” he responds. “And no, we haven’t met yet. I think we would’ve remembered someone like us though.”
　　Kaito seems to think about it for a while until recognition dawns on him. “Oh! Yeah, right. I guess we wouldn’t have recognized each other even if we had actually known each other before all this shit went down, huh?” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Well anyway, sorry I almost knocked you over!”
　　Yuuji smiles slightly. He’s always liked friendly boys. They make everything easier. But the smile falters when he realizes Kaito is still wearing his coat which means that he was probably walking home without taking it off.
　　“Are you okay? Shouldn’t you put on more layers?” he asks worriedly. Kaito shrugs and turns away, heading towards the edge of the fields.

　　“It’s fine. This is what I wear most of the time anyways,” he mumbles. Before Yuuji has any time to respond, he disappears behind a large tree.
　　He’s just about to start following him when the door opens and a woman steps out. She’s tall and elegant and her skin is a pale brown color. She smiles kindly at Yuuji.
　　“Hello there! Your mother’s done making dinner so you should hurry inside,” she tells him kindly. Her voice reminds him of the sound of the rain on a rainy day, soothing and warm. He nods gratefully at her and hurries inside.
　　He finds his way to his room and quickly changes out of his clothes. He puts on a black shirt, khaki shorts and his favorite green hoodie. When he goes back downstairs, he finds his father eating dinner.
　　He grins at his son and places a gentle hand on his head. “There you are!”
　　Yuuji leans into his touch and smiles softly. He loves being with his dad, and he knows that his mother would agree. His dad is great; kind and understanding and loving. And he likes his little brothers, too. He doesn\'t care who they are.
　　“Where’d you go?” he hears from the other side of the table. Turning around, he finds his older brother sitting at the opposite end, staring at him curiously.
　　“I was outside,” Yuuji replies simply. He reaches across the table and pulls out the seat next to him, patting it invitingly. “Sit here. Mom made extra for all of us.”
　　His brother hesitates briefly but eventually moves forward, sliding into the seat next to his youngest sibling. A second later, the kitchen is filled with the aroma of curry and fried rice.
　　As soon as they start eating, Yuuji feels lighter than usual. For some reason, today felt different; like the weight on his shoulders has lessened. It’s probably because of the conversation he just had. The atmosphere of the house feels warmer, almost like a comforting blanket.
　　He finishes his food quickly, feeling better than he ever remembers feeling.
　　“Hey, Dad, can I stay the night at a friend\'s house?” Yuuji asks eagerly.
　　He notices how his father pauses from cutting another piece of meat and glances at him warily. “Uh, are you sure?” he asks uncertainly.
　　Yuuji gives him a reassuring nod. “Yeah, it’ll only be for one night!”
　　He can tell his father is still hesitant but he doesn’t say anything about it. He simply gets up and heads upstairs. After putting his plate in the sink, Yuuji follows close behind him.
　　When they reach his bedroom, he shuts the door and turns to look at Yuuji. He opens his arms expectantly and Yuuji immediately rushes into them.
　　“I love you, dad,” he whispers.
　　His father hugs him tightly and presses a kiss on the top of his head. “I love you, too, kiddo.”