The muted light of yet another cloudy day eventually woke me. 又一个多云的早晨，暗哑的光最终把我弄醒了。

I lay with my arm across my eyes, groggy and dazed. 我把胳膊压在眼睛上，晕乎乎的，一片茫然。

Something, a dream trying to be remembered, struggled to break into my consciousness. 有件事情，一个梦境，试图被记起来，挣扎着闯入我的意识中。

I moaned and rolled on my side, hoping more sleep would come. 我呻吟着，翻过身来侧躺着，想要再睡一会儿。

And then the previous day flooded back into my awareness. 然后那个特别的一天如潮水般拥入了我的认知里。

"Oh!" I sat up so fast it made my head spin. “哦！”我坐起来得太快，头开始晕起来。

"Your hair looks like a haystack... but I like it." “你的头发看起来像个干草堆……但我喜欢这样。”

His unruffled voice came from the rocking chair in the corner. 他安静的声音从角落里的那张摇椅传来。

"Edward! You stayed!" I rejoiced, and thoughtlessly threw myself across the room and into his lap. “爱德华！你留下来了！”我欣喜若狂，不假思索地把自己扔过整个房间，落到他的膝上。

In the instant that my thoughts caught up with my actions, I froze, shocked by my own uncontrolled enthusiasm. 但等到我的思路跟上我的动作，我立刻僵住了，被自己完全失控的狂热震撼到了。

I stared up at him, afraid that I had crossed the wrong line. 我仰起脸看着他，生怕我又踩过了错误的底线。

But he laughed. 但他大笑起来。

"Of course," he answered, startled, but seeming pleased by my reaction. “当然。”他吃惊地答道，但似乎对我的反应很是高兴。

His hands rubbed my back. 他的手摩挲着，把我抱回怀里。

I laid my head cautiously against his shoulder, breathing in the smell of his skin. 我小心地把头靠在他的肩膀上，细嗅着他肌肤上的芳香。

"I was sure it was a dream." “我本来还认定，那只是一个梦。”

"You're not that creative," he scoffed. “你没那么有创造力。”他嘲弄道。

"Charlie!" I remembered, thoughtlessly jumping up again and heading to the door. “查理！”我这才记起来，再次不假思索地跳起来，落到地板上。