陌生人·英文版

编/后/美：陌寒晰

中文版：609012

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风声，鸟声

me：Hi~ Long time no see, stranger. You... have you been well lately?

me：Looking at your appearance, you must have found your own goals and ideals, working hard for them, right? I know you've been striving forward with all your might. I'm truly proud of you.

me：(After a moment of thought) Me? (Suddenly laughed) I guess I'm not ordinary! In August, I was looking forward to the new school environment. On September 1st, I went to report to my new school. During the second week at school, I kept falling while climbing stairs. I thought it was just slippery feet until (pausing for 2 seconds) on September 27th... my legs still had no strength. When I went to the hospital, they found cerebral hemorrhage. Look, my youth—how stubborn, even getting sick had to be dramatic, how colorful.

me：And then what? (Lightly laughing) My hands... (imitating the tone) ...turned into a very long calendar that never flips.

me： I stayed in a Grade-A tertiary hospital near my home. (Laughing) Here, I could act mischievously—after all, I was the youngest patient. The doctor uncle arranged a VIP ward for me. Through the window, I could see villagers' homemade scarecrows. Look at those scarecrows, swaying and shaking, just like my current days—nothing too terrible, at least when the wind blows, I can hear leaves rustling mixed with the cries of vendors in the distance. (Suddenly laughing out loud, then quickly covering my mouth) Uncle was surprised by my "acting mischievous" talent. The doctor uncle said I was a "little warrior," but I felt these days in the ward were more like a slow-motion adventure.

me： The doctor uncle earnestly told me: "Don't get out of bed." (Laughing) But... Mom finally came back to see me. I wanted to prove to Mom that I was fine, so I walked with her to the hospital entrance and met the doctor uncle. I was so nervous then. The doctor uncle scolded me a bit. (Laughing) Turns out, even people who aren't seriously ill can get scolded.

me：The next morning, I was vomiting violently. I had no strength at all, feeling dizzy and nauseous—this sensation was stronger than the previous days. I looked so pitiful, scaring Mom. I really didn't know what to do then. (Pausing) ...Mom is such a wonderful mother. Every time she came back from night shifts, she looked exhausted but still took care of me. Mom accompanied me downstairs to do a series of tests. (Laughing) After the test results came out, the doctor uncle immediately called the central hospital.

(A period of silence)

me：That was the second time in my life I rode in an ambulance. I kept vomiting all the way. How could I vomit in an ambulance? It seriously affected the hygiene of the ambulance. (Laughing) If I remember correctly, when the ambulance arrived, the nurse sister said I fainted. I didn't know where I got the energy and strength then, shouting loudly: "I'm not fainting!" Back then, I really thought I was ridiculous! How could someone be so childish? Later, entering the ward, I felt... so suffocated. The window had no sunlight. My whole body and mind felt uncomfortable. The girl in the next bed also had cerebral hemorrhage; she seemed more seriously ill, but she was so strong. I... seemed to be trying hard to be strong all the time. (Sobbing) That night, many people came—they were all relatives who cared about me. I couldn't tell who was who. My head hurt terribly, and I kept holding my head. I really didn't want to experience that feeling. After they left, only Mom and I remained in the ward, staying awake all night. Mom held my head, rubbing it all night. I stayed awake all night too, thinking... if I rubbed my head enough, maybe the pain would go away. But... it seemed useless. Mom holding my head was just a form of psychological comfort.

(Sigh)

me：Sigh... I've talked so much. Let's not mention it. Speaking of which, stranger, during certain life processes, if your body isn't feeling well, you must rest and go to the hospital. Don't drag it out like I did.

(Looking at the rapeseed flowers in the distance)

me： Look, (pointing into the distance) the rapeseed flowers are blooming—spring has come. (Looking at the sky) The sky is cloudy, just like that day. (Recalling) I couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon on that day. In a wheelchair, being pushed to do a series of tests, I was dazed all the way. I don't know how long it took to get back to the bed. They inserted an IV needle into my right hand, and large bottles of liquid flowed into my body. This... felt like a headache, but why didn't it work? Why did my head still hurt so much? Why?! ...I vaguely heard the word "aneurysm." Aneurysm? I don't want an aneurysm. I'm scared. I don't... I don't want it... After a while, I wanted to vomit, but no one was there. Where did everyone go? Why did they leave me alone? Why!! (Crying for a while)

(Organizing emotions)

me： Stranger, let's go eat. The rice noodle shop ahead is delicious—I'll treat you. This taste reminds me of the first time I made my brother leave. He was so innocent, so sensible, yet I drove him out. (Bitter laugh) I don't know what I was thinking then—I just hated the smell of that rice noodle shop. No, I shouldn't say this while eating. Sorry, stranger. I messed up again.

(After finishing the meal)

me：(Looking at the time) Huh? Time flew by so fast. I wonder if we can catch the high-speed train. Let's hurry—we still need to go to Zhengzhou!

(A pause, just leaving the high-speed rail station)

me：(Looking at the hospital) What a coincidence. We've come all the way here. You know, that afternoon, my relatives contacted the hospital here. It should have been October 1st. In the ambulance, I was restless, my vision blurred, and I was particularly childish. I couldn't stand the pain in the ambulance. (Laughing) Along the way, the nurse sister held my head. I was thinking then—how could I not endure such pain? The sky that day was overcast, drizzling. Not like today, when the sun shines so comfortably. (Looking up)

me： This hospitalization lasted 15 days. I experienced two surgeries. I remember the CT scan—the technician moved from the first position to the second. I panicked. The tube wouldn't come out, nor could it go in. I had to switch locations. I remember the blood spraying from my vein... it felt like a relief. At that moment, I thought, maybe it would be better if I just disappeared. That way, my parents and grandparents wouldn't have to stay awake all night in the hospital corridor—they could go home and sleep soundly. But... at that moment, my will to live kicked in. I gasped for air. They seemed to be on top of me, not knowing what they were doing. I heard them say, "Don't move," but my will to live surged, and I basically ignored them. Seriously, why was my will to live so strong then? So strong that, later on some day, I really hoped I would die right then. (Bitter laugh) What's wrong with me? How did I start talking about dying... No, I should think this way: Life is short—only 30,000 days. Be free when you want freedom, go crazy when you want to go crazy, live joyfully without restraint.

me： Living... is actually... quite nice. Stranger, we're so lucky to have come into this world. We should leave our mark, prove we were here. Let's go to the square ahead. If I remember correctly, there's a candy floss shop there that I especially love. When I was hospitalized, I particularly loved eating the candy floss from that shop. Candy floss seems to have added a sweet touch to my hospital stay.

me：Later... when I was discharged, the doctor said to rest at home. But after being home for two days, I kept vomiting. Then... I returned to my original place to recover. At first, I wasn't allowed to get out of bed. This time, I listened much better than last time—I didn't get out of bed. I lay in bed all day, watching the liquid in the IV drip drop by drop. Those days... I clung to Mom, not letting her go to work. I didn't care about anything then, not considering how much this illness had hurt my family. But... that was also the longest time Mom stayed with me.

me：Stranger, in the blink of an eye during my hospital stay, I finally understood why hardship reveals truth. I clearly remember once in Zhengzhou when I had no money to pay the fee. Grandpa's face turned red with anxiety. He went to borrow money but couldn't. Really... Grandpa's generation—Uncle's family was wealthy, but he never lent us money. We were closest to Second Aunt because Uncle borrowed 300,000 yuan as a dowry when he got married, and then the child was born, needing money. But Second Aunt still gave us a little. Look, some people, once wealthy, forget their roots and look down on us. While others, even without much ability, still remember their roots.

me：This cerebral hemorrhage was caused by a cavernous malformation. Emotions shouldn't be too intense, nor should I stay up late. But I often stay up late and get emotionally excited. I remember twice when I was emotionally agitated—it was that day...

me：(Taking a deep breath) It's ridiculous. I lost my temper. It was probably a few days after the New Year? I went out... because my mom said she and my brother were going to visit relatives. My dad didn't go, so my brother took me out first. I followed closely behind. But Mom scolded me, so I stopped at the door to wait for her. I waited and waited. After a long time, I didn't see Mom come out, so I went back inside to wait. Mom said, "Why aren't you coming out?" I instantly felt wronged. I hadn't gone out—why did she always blame me first? I hadn't done anything wrong! For things that had nothing to do with me, why blame me! (Shouting) My temper flared up. I wouldn't go. I sat motionless in the living room. Grandma saw me and scolded me again, saying every New Year was ruined because of me. I was so wronged. Couldn't I just have a peaceful New Year? Did you think I wanted to? Every year was like this. Why do we have to celebrate the New Year? I hated New Year. My brother came back. The second thing he did when he got home was scold me. He said they were waiting for me, but I hadn't been there for a long time. They left first, but I just wouldn't go out. As soon as he came back, he blamed me. I could understand—he didn't know the reason. (Exploding) He didn't know what happened—how could he blame me? I treat him well every day. Why do we treat each other like this? Why? Why do they all blame me one after another? Clearly, it wasn't my fault—why? Why? The second person who blamed me was my brother. He knew I had just been discharged and was in recovery. Emotions shouldn't be too intense, shouldn't be agitated!!! They clearly knew—why did they do this? Why? (Crying for a while)

(Organizing emotions)

me：(Sobbing) That's how it was. They clearly knew my emotions shouldn't be too intense, but that day, I cried wrongfully twice. (Silence, taking a deep breath) Sorry, stranger. I scared you earlier. Sorry, today ends here. I'll go back now. See you next time.

(Watching you walk away)

me：Maybe... there won't be a next time. Others' youth is like the rising sun—bright and dazzling, full of vigor, vitality, and robust life force. But mine... my youth... well, I won't mention it. Goodbye, stranger. I hope you can live well, happily, freely, without restraint.

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我没有想到中文版的3000多字，英文版是2000多，这相差了1000多字，哪去了？