"Can you do me a favor?" I asked after a second of hesitation.
He was suddenly wary. "That depends on what you want." "It's not much," I assured him.
He waited, guarded but curious.
"I just wondered… if you could warn me beforehand the next time you decide to ignore me for my own good. Just so I'm prepared." I looked at the lemonade bottle as I spoke, tracing the circle of the opening with my pinkie finger.
"That sounds fair." He was pressing his lips together to keep from laughing when I looked up.
"Thanks." "Then can I have one answer in return?" he demanded.
"One." "Tell me one theory." Whoops. "Not that one."
"You didn't qualify, you just promised one answer," he reminded me.
"And you've broken promises yourself," I reminded him back.
"Just one theory — I won't laugh."
"Yes, you will." I was positive about that.
He looked down, and then glanced up at me through his long black lashes, his ocher eyes scorching.
"Please?" he breathed, leaning toward me.
I blinked, my mind going blank. Holy crow, how did he do that?
"Er, what?" I asked, dazed.
"Please tell me just one little theory." His eyes still smoldered at me.
"Um, well, bitten by a radioactive spider?" Was he a hypnotist, too? Or was I just a hopeless pushover?
"That's not very creative," he scoffed.
"I'm sorry, that's all I've got," I said, miffed.
"You're not even close," he teased.
"No spiders?" "Nope." "And no radioactivity?"
"None." "Dang," I sighed.
Pinkie 小手指
Hypnotist 催眠师
Pushover 容易征服或控制的人
“你能帮我个忙吗？”我迟疑了片刻，问道。
他忽然小心起来：“那得看情况，得看你想要什么。”
“不会太过分的。”我向他保证。
他既警惕又好奇地等待着。
“我只是想知道……下次你为了我好而决定不理会我之前，能不能先给我提个醒。我好有所准备。”我一边说着，一边埋头看着手里柠檬水瓶子，试验着要转多少圈才能用我的小指把瓶盖打开。
“听着还算合理。”我抬起头，发觉他正用力抿紧唇，以免让自己笑出来。
“非常感谢。”
“那么，作为回报我要索取一个回答咯？”他要求道。
“就一个。”
“告诉我你的一个理论。”
呜哇。“换一个。”
“你没限定我不能问什么，你刚刚承诺过的，要给我一个回答。”他提醒我。
“同样，你也违背了你的承诺。”我反将一军。
“就一个理论——我不会笑的。”
“不，你会的。”我对此相当肯定。
他垂下头，然后抬起眼，透过他又长又黑的睫毛盯着我。他黑金色的眼睛发出灼热的光芒。
“好吗？”他侧向我，低语道。（breath，好词。。。撞墙。。。）
我眨了眨眼，脑子里一片空白。干得好，他是怎么做到的？（holy crow，再次撞墙中。。。）
“呃，什么？”我晕乎乎地问道。
“告诉我吧，就说一个小小的理论。”他的眼神依然左右着我。（smoldered at me，继续撞。。。）
“嗯，好吧，被一只带放射性的蜘蛛咬了一口？”或许他还是个催眠师？又或者，我刚好是那种可悲的容易被摆布的家伙？
“你甚至根本没沾边。”他揶揄道。
“不是蜘蛛？”
“不是。”
“跟放射性无关？”
“毫无关系。”
“靠。”我叹了口气。
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