爱德华在阳光下的样子令人震惊,虽然整个下午我都在盯着他看,但还是看不习惯。虽然昨天打猎回来后有些发红,但他的皮肤依然很白净,简直熠熠生辉,好像镶嵌了无数颗小小的钻石。他一动不动地躺在草地上,敞开着衬衣,裸露出健康、光洁的胸脯和白皙的胳膊。他那闪闪发光的淡紫色眼睑紧闭着,尽管他并没有睡着,躺在那里,像一尊用大理石一样光滑、水晶般透亮的无名石头刻成的雕像。 Edward was shocking in the sunshine, though I was watching him all afternoon, but I still did not get used to it. Although some reddened yesterday after the hunt came back, his skin was still white and almost shining, as if it were set in countless tiny diamonds. He lay motionlessly on the grass, unbuttoned in his shirt, exposing a healthy, clean breast and a white arm. His sparkling pale purple eyelid closed, though he did not fall asleep, lying there, like a marble statue of a smooth, crystal-clear, untamed stone.