花样年华 1：I Must Survive 我必须活下去-南俊(4)
当我们的竞争、领土本能和奇怪的团结意识都达到顶峰时，大雪纷飞。然后，竞争立刻平息下来。摩托车是运送货物到村里和其他地区的必需品，但在白雪覆盖的山路上骑轻型摩托车是非常危险的。通往这个村庄的小路很陡峭，步行运送是不可能的。
In the end, it was a showdown between TaeHyung and me. TaeHyung was two years younger and lived on the out skirts of the village near the orchard. TaeHyung wasn't his real name. It was either JongSik or JongHun. But he reminded me of TaeHyung. He didn't have that silly smile or easily open up to anyone with his gentle, naive nature. Rather he always seemed aggressive, angry, and discontent on the outside, he appeared similar to YoonGi, but, oddly enough he reminded me more of TaeHyung.
最后，我和泰亨摊牌了。泰亨比他小两岁，住在果园附近村子的外围。泰亨不是他的真名。不是JongSik就是JongHun。但他让我想起了泰亨。他没有那种傻傻的笑容，也没有那种温柔、天真的性格，不会轻易对任何人敞开心扉。相反，他总是显得咄咄逼人，生气，和不满的外表，他看起来像玧其，但奇怪的是，他让我想起更多的泰亨。
TaeHyung and I were the only ones wretchedly poor enough to take the risk and keep making deliveries up to that snow-covered mountain town. It was the same that day. When yet another order was phoned in to the eatery, I was roaming around along the stream. No one else had showed up as the weather report forecast heavy snow in the afternoon. TaeHyung appeared a few minutes later. Instead of going into the eatery and chatting as usual, he just flopped down on the ground near the bridge and didn’t move. It was one of those days. Those days when his face was cut and bruised. Those days when his eyes were bloodshot and his clothes were stained with blood. Was something wrong with him? Was someone hitting him? I didn’t ask.
In the end, it was a showdown between TaeHyung and me. TaeHyung was two years younger and lived on the out skirts of the village near the orchard. TaeHyung wasn't his real name. It was either JongSik or JongHun. But he reminded me of TaeHyung. He didn't have that silly smile or easily open up to anyone with his gentle, naive nature. Rather he always seemed aggressive, angry, and discontent on the outside, he appeared similar to YoonGi, but, oddly enough he reminded me more of TaeHyung.
最后，我和泰亨摊牌了。泰亨比他小两岁，住在果园附近村子的外围。泰亨不是他的真名。不是JongSik就是JongHun。但他让我想起了泰亨。他没有那种傻傻的笑容，也没有那种温柔、天真的性格，不会轻易对任何人敞开心扉。相反，他总是显得咄咄逼人，生气，和不满的外表，他看起来像玧其，但奇怪的是，他让我想起更多的泰亨。
TaeHyung and I were the only ones wretchedly poor enough to take the risk and keep making deliveries up to that snow-covered mountain town. It was the same that day. When yet another order was phoned in to the eatery, I was roaming around along the stream. No one else had showed up as the weather report forecast heavy snow in the afternoon. TaeHyung appeared a few minutes later. Instead of going into the eatery and chatting as usual, he just flopped down on the ground near the bridge and didn’t move. It was one of those days. Those days when his face was cut and bruised. Those days when his eyes were bloodshot and his clothes were stained with blood. Was something wrong with him? Was someone hitting him? I didn’t ask.
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