《Chris Diary》(4)
The car
started, driving into the street. Finally I couldn’t hold my
sorrow and the twist in my heart any longer, waving my arms rapidly chasing
after the taxi, because I knew, this would be the last time I see her. I wanted
to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her to stay, I wanted to tell
her so much, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears kept
falling down my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I was cold, not because
of the rain. I was cold inside.
She left, and I
didn’t get anymore of her phone calls even until today.
I know she didn’t see my tears, because they were washed away by
the rain. I left without regrets. But I’m not Chris, I’m that girl
Susan, using my memory, and his diary I found after one year since he left,
writing down these last words.
汽车开动,向大路开去,最后我实在是控制不住内心的悲伤和折磨了,我知道这是我最后一次能看见她了。我拼命地挥手,快速地追赶那辆出租车。我想要告诉她的是我仍然爱她,我想告诉她要她留下来,我想把很多很多事情都告诉她,可是出租车已经转弯了。热泪混杂着冰冷地雨滴,从脸上流下来。我感到寒冷,不是因为雨水,而是我的心里冷。
她离开了,直到今天我也没有接到她的电话。我知道她看不见我流泪的,因为雨水把我的泪水都冲刷掉了,我毫无悔恨地离开了。但是,我不是克里斯,我是那个女孩苏珊,在他离开一年后我发现了他的日记,我就用我的记忆写下了最后一些文字。