After I hung up, I tried to concentrate on dinner — dicing the chicken especially; I didn't want to take another trip to the emergency room.
当我挂了电话之后，我尝试把注意力集中在晚饭上————尤其是在切鸡肉上；我可不想再来一次医院旅行。
But my head was spinning, trying to analyze every word Edward had spoken today.
但是我脑袋里面还在想，尝试分析着Edward今天说的每一句话。
What did he mean, it was better if we weren't friends?
他是什么意思？什么叫我们不是朋友更好？
My stomach twisted as I realized what he must have meant.
当我意识到他一定还有别的意思的时候，我的胃一阵抽搐。
He must see how absorbed I was by him; he must not want to lead me on… so we couldn't even be friends… because he wasn't interested in me at all.
他一定是看见我有多么关注他了；他一定是不想让我在这样下去。。。所以我们连朋友都做不成。。。因为他对我一点也没有兴趣。
Of course he wasn't interested in me, I thought angrily, my eyes stinging — a delayed reaction to the onions.
当然他对我没有兴趣，我愤怒的想着，我的眼睛一阵刺痛————是对着洋葱一个延迟的反应。
I wasn't interesting. And he was.
我确实让人没兴趣。但他不是。
Interesting… and brilliant… and mysterious… and perfect… and beautiful… and possibly able to lift full-sized vans with one hand.
有趣、聪明、神秘、完美、精致、还可能单手举起整辆卡车。