“我想我非得搬家不可,”他说。“我跟房东太太有点麻烦。”他从她的裙服背后拂去一根金光闪闪的纤细的发丝,动作竟那么娴熟神速,好像纯粹是出于细心体贴。他也一向善于把餐桌布置得雅致美观、赏心悦目。此刻他却像一只垂头丧气的苍鹰,神态中流露出高贵的悲哀。她见状不禁顿生恻隐之心。“哪方面的麻烦?恋爱?金钱?还是日常琐事?”“什么也不是,真的。嗯,不是金钱问题。”他在手指头上缠绕着那根发丝,聚精会神地审视着,回避着她 “I think I have to move, ” he said. “I’m a bit in trouble with the landlord’s wife.” He brushed a glittering, slender hair from the back of her dress, so skillfully and speedily as if purely thoughtful. He has also always been adept at setting the table elegant and pleasing. At the moment, he is like a dejected goshawk who shows noble sorrow in demeanor. She can not help but see the birth of implicit heart. “What’s the trouble? Love? Money? Or the daily routine? ” “Nothing is, really, um, not a money problem.” He wrapped his hair around his fingers and looked attentively , Avoid her