花样年华 1：Shadow of My Childhood 童年的阴影-泰亨
英语：大黑
中文（翻译）：우유ARMY
未经允许不许二传！！！ 有翻译问题直接私！！！
TaeHyung
29 December Year 10
泰亨
12月29日 10岁
I flung off my shoes, hurled my bag on the floor, and ran into the room. Dad was really home. I had no time to think how long he’d been gone and where he was coming from. I just threw myself into his arms. It became all blurry from that point. I wasn’t sure whether I smelled liquor on his breath first, heard him cursing first, or got slapped on my face first. I didn’t know what was happening. His eyes were bloodshot. He had a scruffy beard. A massive hand slapped my face. “What are you looking at?” He slapped me again. Dad grabbed me by my shoulders and picked me up. I was almost face to face with him. Bloodshot eyes and scruffy bread. He wasn’t my dad. Well, he was. But he wasn’t. My feet dangled in the air. I was so frightened that I couldn’t even cry. The next moment, my head hit the wall hard and crumpled to the floor. It felt as if my head had cracked. I could hardly see straight. It became pitch black.
我脱掉鞋子，把包扔在地板上，跑进了房间。爸爸是真的回家了。我没有时间去想他走了多久，从哪里来。我只是投入了他的怀抱。从那时起一切都变得模糊了。我不确定我是先闻到他嘴里的酒味，先听到他咒骂，还是先被打了一巴掌。我不知道发生了什么。他的眼睛充血。他的胡子又脏又乱。巨大的手拍了我的脸。“你在看什么?”他又打了我一巴掌。爸爸抓住我的肩膀把我抱了起来。我几乎和他面对面。充血的眼睛和脏兮兮的面包。他不是我爸爸。嗯，他是。但他不是。我的脚悬在空中。我吓得连哭都哭不出来。接着，我的头重重地撞在墙上，瘫倒在地板上。我的头好像裂开了。我几乎看不清楚。它变得漆黑一片。
中文（翻译）：우유ARMY
未经允许不许二传！！！ 有翻译问题直接私！！！
TaeHyung
29 December Year 10
泰亨
12月29日 10岁
I flung off my shoes, hurled my bag on the floor, and ran into the room. Dad was really home. I had no time to think how long he’d been gone and where he was coming from. I just threw myself into his arms. It became all blurry from that point. I wasn’t sure whether I smelled liquor on his breath first, heard him cursing first, or got slapped on my face first. I didn’t know what was happening. His eyes were bloodshot. He had a scruffy beard. A massive hand slapped my face. “What are you looking at?” He slapped me again. Dad grabbed me by my shoulders and picked me up. I was almost face to face with him. Bloodshot eyes and scruffy bread. He wasn’t my dad. Well, he was. But he wasn’t. My feet dangled in the air. I was so frightened that I couldn’t even cry. The next moment, my head hit the wall hard and crumpled to the floor. It felt as if my head had cracked. I could hardly see straight. It became pitch black.
我脱掉鞋子，把包扔在地板上，跑进了房间。爸爸是真的回家了。我没有时间去想他走了多久，从哪里来。我只是投入了他的怀抱。从那时起一切都变得模糊了。我不确定我是先闻到他嘴里的酒味，先听到他咒骂，还是先被打了一巴掌。我不知道发生了什么。他的眼睛充血。他的胡子又脏又乱。巨大的手拍了我的脸。“你在看什么?”他又打了我一巴掌。爸爸抓住我的肩膀把我抱了起来。我几乎和他面对面。充血的眼睛和脏兮兮的面包。他不是我爸爸。嗯，他是。但他不是。我的脚悬在空中。我吓得连哭都哭不出来。接着，我的头重重地撞在墙上，瘫倒在地板上。我的头好像裂开了。我几乎看不清楚。它变得漆黑一片。
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