殘忍而美麗的情誼:The Kite Runner 追風箏的人(221)END
A smile.
Lopsided.
Hardly there.
But there.
Behind us, kids were scampering, and a melee of screaming kite runners was chasing the loose kite drifting high above the trees. I blinked and the smile was gone. But it had been there. I had seen it.
“Do you want me to run that kite for you?”His Adam’s apple rose and fell as he swallowed. The wind lifted his hair. I thought I saw him nod.
“For you, a thousand times over,” I heard myself say.
Then I turned and ran.
It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn’t make everything all right. It didn’t make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird’s flight.
But I’ll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.
I ran. A grown man running with a swarm of screaming children. But I didn’t care. I ran with the wind blowing in my face, and a smile as wide as the Valley of Panjsher on my lips.
I ran.
微笑。
斜斜的。
幾乎看不見。
但就在那兒。
在我們後面，孩子們在飛奔，追風箏的人不斷尖叫，亂成一團，追逐那隻在樹頂高高之上飄搖的斷線風箏。我眨眼，微笑不見了。但它在那兒出現過，我看見了。
“你想要我追那隻風箏給你嗎？”他的喉結吞嚥着上下蠕動。風掠起他的頭髮。我想我看到他點頭。
“爲你，千千萬萬遍。”我聽見自己說。
然後我轉過身。
我追。它只是一個微笑，沒有別的了。它沒有讓所有事情恢復正常。它沒有讓任何事情恢復正常。只是一個微笑，一件小小的事情，像是樹林中的一片葉子，在驚鳥的飛起中晃動着。
但我會迎接它，張開雙臂。因爲每逢春天到來，它總是每次融化一片雪花；而也許我剛剛看到的，正是第一片雪花的融化。
我追。一個成年人在一羣尖叫的孩子中奔跑。但我不在乎。我追，風拂過我的臉龐，我脣上掛着一個像潘傑希爾峽谷那樣大大的微笑。
我追。
