“I’m good,thanks.”麦蓝手脚麻利地备餐,转移话题,“Which one is today's special?I forgot.”
杰西卡点了点菜单上某一处“炭烤鸡肉汉堡”:“Charcoal-Grilled Chicken Burger。”说完,她似乎想起什么,“By the way, I have a question. One of our chairs was burned for no reason, you know what happened?”
“I come here whenever I'm in a bad mood, and scenery always can heal, right? My father used to take me boating here when I was five…. achoo.”
莱奥纳多突然打了个喷嚏,停住脚步。“I’m so sorry.”
麦蓝这才发觉,他的嗓音不知从何时起变得沙哑,就连此刻脸色也不大好,整个人有些病殃殃的。“It\'s a little cold in here now. Let's get out of here.”说着便牵起他的手准备离开。
“Wait, just stay a little longer.”莱奥纳多拉住她,另一只手扶住湖边的长椅,“just stay a little longer.”
麦蓝只好答应。
两人坐在湖边长椅上。他开始频频打喷嚏,吸鼻子;而她,除了关切的话,完全不知道该说些什么。沉寂了足有五分钟,莱奥纳多捏了捏鼻梁,“Well,I'm sorry I may have a cold.”
麦蓝淡淡回应:“It's okay.”
“I don't seem to be very strong since Scarlett beat me up.And I've been feeling dizzy lately.”莱奥纳多苦笑一阵,说自己最近身体总是出现这种小毛病,自从和斯嘉丽在格斗场打了一架之后,“Although I don't like her very much, she is too difficult….but I have to say that she is more capable and more talented in martil arts than me.”
她扶他回到床上躺着,盖好被子。列奥那多蜷缩在被窝里,被子随身体咳喘一阵阵起伏抽搐。麦蓝试图去开灯,试了几次才想起后半夜公寓是停电的。桌上水壶也是空空如也,一滴不剩。“Fine,”麦蓝感到无奈,她本来准备给他烧点开水泡药喝,“I’ll go and find some drinking water for you.”