追风筝的人是真实的吗 残忍而美丽的情谊:The Kite Runner 追风筝的人(40)

残忍而美丽的情谊:The Kite Runner 追风筝的人(40)  

His saying that made me kind of sad. Sad for who Hassan was
where he lived. For how he'd accepted the fact that he'd grow old in that mud shack in the yard
the way his father had. I drew the last card
played him a pair of queens and a ten.
Hassan picked up the queens. "You know
I think you're going to make Agha sahib very proud tomorrow."
"You think so?"
"你这样想啊?"
"Inshallah
" he said.
"Inshallah
" I echoed
though the "God willing" qualifier didn't sound as sincere ing from my lips. That was the thing with Hassan. He was so goddamn pure
you always felt like a phony around him.
I killed his king and played him my final card
the ace of spades. He had to pick it up. I'd won
but as I shuffled for a new game
I had the distinct suspicion that Hassan had let me win.
"Amir agha?"
"What?"
"You know... I like where I live." He was always doing that
reading my mind. "It's my Home."
"Whatever
" I said. "Get ready to lose again."