雙語(yǔ)名著·追風(fēng)箏的人 The Kite Runner(94)

12歲的阿富汗富家少爺阿米爾與仆人哈桑情同手足。然而，在一場(chǎng)風(fēng)箏比賽后，發(fā)生了一件悲慘不堪的事，阿米爾為自己的懦弱感到自責(zé)和痛苦，逼走了哈桑，不久，自己也跟隨父親逃往美國(guó)。

成年后的阿米爾始終無(wú)法原諒自己當(dāng)年對(duì)哈桑的背叛。為了贖罪，阿米爾再度踏上暌違二十多年的故鄉(xiāng)，希望能為不幸的好友盡最后一點(diǎn)心力，卻發(fā)現(xiàn)一個(gè)驚天謊言，兒時(shí)的噩夢(mèng)再度重演，阿米爾該如何抉擇?

故事如此殘忍而又美麗，作者以溫暖細(xì)膩的筆法勾勒人性的本質(zhì)與救贖，讀來(lái)令人蕩氣回腸。

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“Anyway, I came home and--” She was crying. “Excuse me.” I heard her put the phone down. Blow her nose. “Sorry,” she came back on, sounding hoarse. “When I came home, I saw my mother had had a stroke, the right side of her face was paralyzed and... I felt so guilty. She didn’t deserve that.
“Padar moved us to California shortly after.” A silence followed.
“How are you and your father now?” I said.
“We’ve always had our differences, we still do, but I’m grateful he came for me that day. I really believe he saved me.” She paused. “So, does what I told you bother you?”
“A little,” I said. I owed her the truth on this one. I couldn’t lie to her and say that my pride, my iftikhar, wasn’t stung at all that she had been with a man, whereas I had never taken a woman to bed. It did bother me a bit, but I had pondered this quite a lot in the weeks before I asked Baba to go khastegari. And in the end the question that always came back to me was this: How could I, of all people, chastise someone for their past?
“Does it bother you enough to change your mind?”
“No, Soraya. Not even close,” I said. “Nothing you said changes anything. I want us to marry.”
She broke into fresh tears.
I envied her. Her secret was out. Spoken. Dealt with. I opened my mouth and almost told her how I’d betrayed Hassan, lied, driven him out, and destroyed a forty-year relationship between Baba and Ali. But I didn’t. I suspected there were many ways in which Soraya Taheri was a better person than me. Courage was just one of them.

“不管怎樣，我回家了，并且……”她在哭，“對(duì)不起?！蔽衣犚娝诺驮捦?，擦著鼻子?！皩?duì)不起，”她又開始了，聲音有點(diǎn)嘶啞，“我回到家里，發(fā)現(xiàn)媽媽中風(fēng)了，她右半邊臉麻痹……我覺得很內(nèi)疚。她本來(lái)不會(huì)這樣的。”
“過(guò)后不久，爸爸就舉家搬到加利福尼亞來(lái)了?！备魂嚦聊?。
“你和你爸爸現(xiàn)在怎么樣?”我說(shuō)。
“我們一直有分歧，現(xiàn)在還有，但我很感激他那天去找我。我真的相信他救了我。”她停頓，“那么，我所說(shuō)的讓你為難嗎?”
“有一點(diǎn)?！蔽艺f(shuō)。這次我對(duì)她說(shuō)了真話。我不能欺騙她，在聽到她跟男人上床之后，說(shuō)我的尊嚴(yán)毫發(fā)無(wú)傷是假的，畢竟我從來(lái)沒把女人帶上床。這讓我非常為難，但在讓爸爸替我求婚之前，我已經(jīng)想了好幾個(gè)星期。而每次到最后，總是回到同一個(gè)問題：我憑什么去指責(zé)別人的過(guò)去?
“你很為難，要改變主意嗎?”
“不，索拉雅。沒那么嚴(yán)重?！蔽艺f(shuō)，“你無(wú)論說(shuō)什么，都不會(huì)改變?nèi)魏问虑椤Ｎ蚁肴⒛?。?br />她又哭起來(lái)。
我妒忌她。她的秘密公開了，說(shuō)出來(lái)了，得到解決了。我張開嘴巴，差點(diǎn)告訴她，我如何背叛了哈桑，對(duì)他說(shuō)謊，把他趕出家門，還毀壞了爸爸和阿里四十年的情誼。但我沒有。我懷疑，在很多方面，索拉雅?塔赫里都比我好得多。勇氣只是其中之一。