gossip girl 11 英文

第8部分 (第4/7頁)

age；　her

hair　falling　across　Nate？s　shoulder。　He　breathed　deeply。　His　pulse　was　finally　slowing。　All　it　took

was　Serena？s　signature　scent　of　patchouli　and　lilies　to　calm　him　down。

Nate　looked　around　at　her　familiar　room。　There　was　the　tiny　glass　ballerina　atop　her　mahogany

jewelry　chest。　The　kilt…wearing　teddy　bear　from　Scotland　he　used　to　make　say　dirty　things　until

Serena　squealed　at　him　to　stop；　even　though　she　was　laughing　hysterically。　The　giant　mahogany

armoire　with　crazily　printed　underwear　spilling　out　of　it。　The　little　silver　box　on　her　night　table

that　he　knew　was　full　of　her　baby　teeth。

？Did　Blair　call　you？？　Nate　asked；　resting　his　head　on　the　bed　behind　him。　He　looked　up　at　the

white　eyelet　canopy　overhead　and　recognized　the　little　brown　burn　mark　he？d　made　in　ninth

grade。

She　shook　her　head。　？Why？？

He　squirmed　unfortably　on　the　carpet。　？I　don？t　know。？　Serena　just　smiled　and　turned　back　to

the　album。　An　eight…by…ten　photo　of　her　in　the　fifth　grade；　dressed　up　as　a　fairy；　peered　up　at

them。　？My　hair　is　green。？　She　blushed　and　tried　to　turn　the　page。

？No。？　Nate　sat　forward　and　reached　for　the　album；　flipping　the　page　back　so　he　could　study　the

picture。　Little　Serena　trapped　underneath　the　clear　plastic；　wearing　a　pink　satin　gown　and　wings；　a

sparkling　silver　wand　in　her　hand。　？You　look　beautiful。？　Serena　rolled　her　eyes。　？Anyway　。　。　。？　she

said；　turning　the　pages；　？why　did　you　e　over　here　again？？　Nate　shrugged；　Chips？s　words　still

echoing　in　his　brain。　If　he　could　only　figure　out　what　thinking　with　his　balls　actually　meant；

maybe　he　could　figure　some　shit　out。　？I　was　in　the　neighborhood。？　He　looked　down　at　a　picture　of