" Mine? " asked Christian, with a vacant stare from his target eyes.

“是我的？”克里斯廷茫然瞪着一双枪靶子似的眼睛，问。

He turned upon them his painfully circular eyes, surrounded by concentric lines like targets.

他转向人们，一副痛苦的样子，两眼瞪得圆圆的，周围是一圈圈像是枪靶的心圆皱纹。

" Rhett, why on earth did you do such a silly thing — enlisting at the last minute when you knew we were going to get licked? And after all you'd said about idiots who went out and got shot" !

竟然在最后一分钟入伍，那时你明明知我们就要完蛋？你毕竟说过只有白痴才会自己站出来当枪靶子的呀！" " 思嘉，宽恕我吧！我每回想到这一点就羞愧得无地自容呢。" " 好，你已经懂得为你对待我的那种方式感到惭愧，我很高兴。" " 你想错。