“Hi，你好啊，”Serena喃喃道，终于，她的只有一个房间的公寓看起来像一个家了，她已经在这里住了快一年了，这张她小时候睡过的床，随意的挂着有淡淡丁香花团的窗帘，在酒厂楼下买的仙人掌，还有几张小时候的照片。她一直都想要装修一下的，可是似乎总没有合适的时间。这里总是有种旅馆的感觉，可以住，却并不想要住。可是现在，她再也不想要离开了，她和Nate可以永远都待在这里，打电话叫些外卖，两个人轮流下楼去从邮箱中拿Netflix 公司寄来的最新的电影。
“你想要点什么吗？”Serena修长的双腿踩在了地板上，虽然此刻的她裸露着身体，却没有感到一丝一毫的尴尬，“我想要点水，”她一边走向通往小厨房的过道一边说。那个古老的热水器发出烦人的噪音，尽管在她搬进去之前已经重新装修过了，这个公寓还是会让人有种古老的感觉，比如厨房里大理石的瓷砖，老旧的木地板，还有那个皇冠型的装饰。
Serena用力地打开冰箱门，里面有几听低糖可乐，一盒小柑橘，几罐酸奶，和一瓶躺在礼物篮中的香槟，这几天Serena收到的唯一的一个礼物就是那个礼物篮，唯一的一封邮件是去party的邀请信，电话都是经纪人打来的，她全都没有接。
她拿出一瓶水带回卧室，Nate坐了起来，她Frette 埃及绵毯搭在他的身上，古铜色的胸肌，Serena爬回到床上，胳膊环绕着他。
“跟你在一起真好，”Serena喃喃着，脑袋靠在他的肩膀
“你在这里住了多久？”Nate问道，望着奶白色的窗帘，和这张Serena熟悉的旧床。温暖而诱人，还有她，全部的她。仅仅是想到他们两个人可以拥有这整个独立的地方就让他兴奋起来。
“一年，我并不常常在这里，”Serena耸耸肩，“我会觉得很孤单，所以大部分的时候会去我父母家。”
“现在的你还孤单么？”他轻轻地咬着她的肩膀。
Serena尖叫一声抓起枕头打他，作为这一年她第一次住在这间公寓里，她不禁锢任何的可能性，她可以做任何她想做的事情。
和任何她想要一起的人。
NAte从床头柜上抓起那瓶水，打开瓶盖，眼睛落在了银色的Tiffany相框上，那张照片上有他，Blair，还有Serena。是他们高年级毕业后的那个夏天，在Blair的party上拍的，他和Chipѕ还有Belinda去航海前的那个晚上。Nate站在中间，直视着镜头，Serena和Blair两个人都抬起头看着他大笑着。
Nate拿起那个相框，用食指挡住Blair，以便只看到他自己和Serena，他的手臂搭在她的肩膀，他们两个人看起来都是那样的开心。然后他又试探性的把拇指挡住Serena，照片中，Blair抬着头仰慕地看着Nate。Nate无奈地叹了一口气。


呼~~已经剩的不多了，虫虫要有始有终！

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这不一样啊。。这篇是翻译，拿起来就能做的，那篇是我自己写的，构思很麻烦 = =
其实还看了些短篇Fanfic想翻呢，不过都没时间，最近好忙哦，这个礼拜还要加课，上5天班，周五晚上，周六上午，周日全天还要上课。。。老天啊。。。

“Natie!” Serena squealed, peering out the window at Nate. “What are you doing here?!” Serena couldn’t believe Nate was right in front of her. She’d hardly thought about him this past year. She knew she should still be mad at Nate after what happened last winter, but it all seemed so far in the past. Besides, she could afford to be generous. If Nate hadn’t made her so miserable last year, she’d never have reached out to Dan. So in a way, she owed her current happiness to him.
“We totally have room!” Serena announced, getting out of the car. Nate looked so cute and helpless, with snowflakes sitting in his dirty blond hair. She threw her arms around Nate in an affectionate old-friends hug. “Hop in,” she told him, getting in the backseat with Jenny.
Dan sputtered, his blue fleece–gloved hands gripping the steering wheel. He didn’t love the idea of Jenny talking to this douche, and he really didn’t like the familiar way Serena had hugged him. And now he had to give the guy a ride?
“Hey, I really appreciate the ride, especially with this snow. I’ll take middle,” Nate offered, climbing over Serena and wedging his lanky frame into the middle of the seat between her and Jenny.
Serena squeezed his shoulder. “Let’s go,” she said.
Dan glared mutinously toward the backseat. Why didn’t Serena offer to sit up front with him? What was he? Their fuсking chauffeur?
“Great. Let’s go,” Dan growled, navigating out of his spot and slowly driving down Thayer Street toward I-95.
“Dan, aren’t you going to ask me about RISD?” Jenny needled in her little-sister voice.
“How was it?” Serena asked curiously.
“So good,” Jenny gushed. “And guess what? Nate’s going to Brown!”
“You are, Natie? Oh my God, that’s awesome!” Serena cried. “Wait, we need something to celebrate. Dan, can you stop for snacks?”
Dan grunted. The last thing he wanted was for them to eat a fuсking cake in the backseat of his car while he drove them around like a fuсking soccer team. “I think we should just try to get home as quickly as possible. The snow’s really coming down,” he pointed out.
“Whatever you say.” Nate shrugged. “I’m still not used to being back on the East Coast. We don’t get snow at Deep Springs.”
“Did you know that Nate knows how to birth cows?” Serena said proudly as Dan merged into the bumper-to-bumper traffic of I-95 South. The cars were jockeying for road space, and the steadily falling snowflakes made for poor visibility. Dan sucked in his breath. He hated driving. Part of the reason he loved living in New York was that he never had to drive.
“I need to concentrate,” he muttered, turning on the windshield wipers.
Nate tapped Dan’s shoulder. “You want me to drive? I’m pretty good at dealing with the dust storms in California.”
“No,” Dan said shortly. He looked in the rearview mirror. Jenny was leaning toward the middle section of the seat, practically on top of Nate. She was a smart girl, but when it came to boys, she could be sort of a ditz. Dan knew his sister, and right now Jenny was in full-on flirt mode.


还剩下最后两大段，
一段是两个人打雪仗，也是目前最新一段的后续
另一段就是大结局，然后就全剧终了
呼，终于快翻完了，却也有点不舍得

虫虫又发烧了。。。。周五中午开始发烧的，一直到昨天还在发烧，今天还没有到下午，所以还不知道。
悲惨的虫虫托着发烧的身体去上了周五晚上3个半小时的课，周六下午3个半小时的课，还有周日全天7个小时的课。。。每天下了课回到家就直接睡到第二天早上。。。都不知道这个周末是怎么活过来的。
去年12月的考试成绩出来了，比虫虫预计的分数还要高1分，成绩很不错，虫虫也再不需要学法律，不需要背那些东西了，哦耶~~
今天刚回来上班，有点小忙，最后剩下的那两段我已经在着手翻译了，争取这个礼拜发出至少一段来。
感谢大家长久以来的支持~~虫虫给大家作揖啦~

Serena scampered up the snowy hill, pulling a handmade toboggan behind her. “Natie, let’s race!” she called, her breath coming out in small white puffs. The floodlights outside the house were on, casting the property in an eerie glow.
“Okay.” Nate ran after Serena. It struck him that they were twenty—actual adults—and yet all they wanted to do was act like little kids. It was like that dumb cliché: The more you change, the more you stay the same. Maybe growing up was just about becoming closer to the person you always were.
“Hey!” Nate easily caught up with Serena, wrapping his arms around her willowy, athletic frame.
Serena whirled around to face him, her blond hair whipping his face. She playfully pushed Nate so he took a lurching step backward into a snowbank.
“No mercy!” Nate yelled, pulling her down with him and wrestling her into the snow.
Serena squealed in protest as she wriggled free, making an impromptu snow angel. Clumps of snow clung to her long eyelashes.
For a second, Nate was transported back to their sophomore year, to an afternoon when they’d been goofing off in the piles of snow in his courtyard. It was the first time he’d seen Serena not as plain old Serena, his best friend since kindergarten, but as a beautiful girl. A girl he loved.
He hastily stood up, brushing the wet snow off the back of his khakis.
“Here,” he offered, holding his hand out to help Serena up.
“Thanks.” Serena got to her feet, still holding Nate’s hand. She held his gaze. The air felt thick and the world around them seemed muted.
“Nate, can you help me?” Jenny called from the bottom of the hill. They both looked up to where she was sitting on top of a toboggan, her cheeks rosy from the cold.
“Sure,” Nate said, reluctantly turning away from Serena.
“Watch out, he’s brutal!” Serena called after them, trying not to feel disappointed. When Dan had refused to come sledding, it was almost a relief. Playing in the snow had always been something she and Nate shared.
Nate grabbed the sled and tossed it halfway up the hill. He caught it and ran the last of the way, Jenny laughing and trudging behind. They both climbed on and he wrapped his arms around her small frame. “Let’s go!” he cried, pushing them toward the edge of the slope.
As they hurtled down the hill across the crisp fresh snow, Jenny felt the sting of the wind against her face. This was nothing like traying at Waverly, where everyone used the dining hall trays to slide down the teeny-tiny hill behind Dumbarton, one of the girls’ dorms. Toboggans were so much more authentic and quaint. She felt like one of the sisters in Little Women. They were always going sledding with their neighbor Laurie, who was too cute for his own good.
Sort of like a certain green-eyed Adonis we all know and love?
The sled coasted to a stop at the foot of the hill. Jenny breathed out in wonderment. Fat snowflakes circled furiously around them, and the majestic pine trees were coated in white. She felt like she was trapped in a snow globe.


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原著中的S是那么的清醒，N是那么的混蛋
电视中。。。。此处省略19字。。。

Serena sat on the center of her bed in her childhood bedroom, hugging her knees to her chest. She hadn’t moved since coming home from her coffee date turned breakup with Dan. It was too exhausting to figure out what to do with herself. She wanted to cry, to release all the confused feelings inside her, but she couldn’t.
She glanced from the white molding on the ceiling to the framed Breakfast at Fred’s poster over her antique bureau to the tiny silver Tiffany box on her night table. The box housed all her baby teeth. In high school, Nate loved shaking them out onto her white eyelet pillowcase, counting the teeth, and marveling at how tiny they were.
Serena sighed. Dan had noticed the tiny box, but only to note that it was pretty. He’d never asked what was in it. It was sort of like their relationship—on the surface it seemed perfect, but they were both too afraid to really look at what was inside.
In a way, their breakup had felt inevitable. When she was at Yale and he was at Columbia, they’d make plans for the next weekend or next break, but they’d never talked about the future. And Serena never really wanted to move to Iowa. It was just that she had no idea what she wanted to do.
Her eyes fell on the travel scrapbook Fiona had given her, sitting on her bureau. She crossed the room and picked it up, flopping back down on her bed. A familiar hum began to course through her body.
Wanderlust?
Serena stared out the window. A snow flurry had begun, swirling feathery white flakes down Fifth Avenue and onto the treeless expanse of park across from her bedroom. It was such a wonderfully familiar old view, one that she’d cherish forever. But she could leave and it would still be there when she got back. Serena’s heart beat excitedly. A small smile formed on her lips. For the first time in a long time, she knew exactly what she wanted to do.
And who she wants to do it with?
Just then, Serena’s phone buzzed, skittering across the marble edge of the hot tub. She grabbed it with her wet hand.
WAITING OUTSIDE. YOU HERE?—NATE
Serena grinned as she pulled her hair up into a high wet ponytail at the nape of her neck. She searched around the edge of the hot tub for her dress. It seemed like fate. After all, why travel the world alone when she could ask Nate to come with her?
“Who was that?” Blair asked, glancing up at Serena.
“I have to go,” Serena said, sliding one slippery foot into a strappy Christian Louboutin sandal. “I’ll be right back,” she fibbed, climbing out of the hot tub, slipping on her dress, and disappearing into the crowd.
Blair stared at her friend’s retreating back. Her phone buzzed.
WAITING OUTSIDE. YOU HERE?—NATE
Blair blinked at the message. What the fuсk? Had Serena gotten the exact same message? She pulled herself out of the hot tub, threw on her dress, even though it was silk and would stain, and raced out of the party.
And who says all the drama happens at midnight?
Nate glanced up at the towering Tribeca Star Hotel, his hands jammed in his pockets, unsure whether or not to go in. Part of him wanted to find Anthony or Charlie or any of the old St. Jude’s guys, fire up a gigantic bong, and flirt with as many hot girls as he could, just to prove that he still had it in him. The other part of him wanted to go back to his parents’ town house and sit in the living room and eat Jell-O pudding cups. How was it that he’d sailed the world, learned how to milk cows, debated the arguments of all the Greek philosophers, and majored in American studies at an Ivy League university—but was still as confused as ever?


他发短信给Serena和Blair，可是她们谁也没有回复他，也许他已经错失了他的机会。他望向天空，没有星星，烟雾笼罩下的纽约什么都看不到。他希望有什么东西可以指引他前进，比如指示牌一类的。
就在这时，金色的旋转门打开，Serena冲了出来，她金色的长发湿漉漉的绑在后面，贴在她的皮革外套上，尽管如此，她看起来依然美得无可救药。
“Serena！”Nate用尽全力大喊道。这是上天给他的指示么？
她大笑着，“我收到了你的短信。”她伸出胳膊搂了下他，然后退回原地，牙齿在打颤。
“你还好么？”Nate问。
“就是有点冷，”Serena说，Nate把她紧紧地搂在怀里，也许Serena就是他一直在寻找的那个人，他只是太傻以致迟迟没有发现。
“呃，我是打算...”Serena望着Nate深邃的碧绿色的眼睛，深吸了一口气，“我是想要问你...”她想象着他们一起航海，看着古代的寺庙和那些被遗忘的文明，吃着她以前从没吃过的食物。可是当她想着这些的时候，想象中和她一起的那个人，却不是Nate，“我想邀请你进来，”她说。
Serena感到有人重重地拍了拍她的肩膀，她回过头发现时Blair，双手撑着腰，连大衣都没有穿，她被浸湿的丝质洋装贴着穿着bikini的身体。Serena向离Nate更远的方向退了一步。
“Blair！”Nate看着眼前的两个女孩。
“你们在干什么？”Blair冷冷地问道，她的视线虫Serena移到Nate，Serena看起来有些好笑，Nate看起来有些莫名其妙，他的嘴半张着，眼睛不停在她们两个中间跳来跳去，就像在看一场网球比赛。
“我在想，我们需要来一场冒险，”Serena打破局面，“我们可以坐上一列你一直想坐的火车，或许可以从欧洲开始，”她说，脑海中浮现出旅途的场景。她和Blair之间曾有过历史上最大的争吵，可是，同时，她们也一起拥有过历史上最美好的时光。
Blair愤怒地眯着眼睛，她实在难以置信Serena正在计划着和Nate的浪漫之旅，“祝你们旅途愉快！”她转身要走开。
Serena突然大笑起来。
“你在鬼笑什么？”Blair又转回来，准备开始一场新的战争，“你跑出来，然后-”
“你能不能停一下？”Serena打断她，依然咯咯咯地笑，“我说的冒险是指和你一起，Blair。我想和你一起去旅行，你是我最好的朋友。”
Blair也开始大笑，Serena是说真的么？“我早就知道了，”她假装平静，“我今年夏天就要开始工作了...”Blair接着说，可是，相比之下这真的不值一提，“我去！”
“这个夏天？”Nate问道，在高二的时候他们曾计划一期去欧洲，他们三个一起，现在，6年过去了，这个愿望终于要实现了，也许他需要和她们共度一个暑假，一边来做出最后的选择。“我会去的。”他决定了。
“不好意思，”Serena咬着下嘴唇轻声说，“我邀请的只是Blair”
“只有女生！Blair耸耸肩，“准备好了么，Serena？”这并不是一个问句，她打开停在酒店门前黄色出租车的车门，“祝你好运，Nate，”她边说边钻进去。
“我们爱你，”Serena说过之后，跟着她跳进出租车。
“等等！”Nate大叫，“我什么时候才会再见到你们？”
Serena关上门，要下窗户，“明年的这个时候！”她喊道，在出租车里大笑着扬长而去。
Nate望着出租车渐渐的融合进了拥挤的道路，直到再也看不到了。
她们选择了彼此。
就在那时，暗下来的天空被街灯点亮，一辆出租车停在车旁，上面满载着来庆祝的人们，在夜晚，Nate仿佛可以听到Serena和Bliar的笑声，虽然他知道那是不可能的，她们现在已经走远了。
不过，就如我们都知道的那样，在这个城市，没有什么是不可能的。


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到这里就全剧终了，从09年7月1日到11年2月28日，历时2年半
中间停断过，但终究是坚持下来了，因为一直追文的你们
（没办法，虫虫怕被谋杀，还是乖乖更完吧，笑）
在更文的过程中，有童鞋提出国内已经出版了中文版，不过我还是继续更了下来
一来，这是只有NS片段的一个**，
二来，以NSer身份翻出来的和商业翻译感觉上应该是不同的吧
希望大家真的在阅读的过程中收获了快乐，温暖，感动
这可能是虫虫除了上学以外唯一坚持下来的一件事了
整个过程心情很复杂，从最开始的跃跃欲试，到中间的盲目机械动作
到后来讨厌原著的Nate而不想再翻，到再后来讨厌电视中的Serena而不想再翻
再到最后每次看着电脑中rft的size一点点变小，剩下的段落越来越短
终于到了今天
明天起就不再有翻译更新啦，下周起请大家期待<给我一个承诺，还你一个永远>
在坛子，NS贴吧，GG贴吧都有同步更新
最后，虫虫谢谢大家两年多来的支持~   (``)nnnnnnn


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NS目前看不到希望，加上GG狗血又狗血，连坛子都没人了，吧里没人也是正常的