花样年华 1：Shadow of My Childhood 童年的阴影-柾国
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！！
JungKook
11 September Year 17
柾国
17年9月11日
I waited for ten days, but the birthday card never came. I opened the bottom drawer and lifted a notebook to find four cards. JungKook, Happy Birthday, from Dad. I read these five words over and over again.
我等了十天，但生日贺卡始终没有来。我打开最下面的抽屉，拿起一个笔记本，找到了四张卡片。柾国，生日快乐，爸爸。我一遍又一遍地读这五个字。
It was winter, and I was 7 years old. The voices from the living room woke me up. My room was in the attic, and I could reach my parents’ room by going down five stairs and opening the sliding door. I reached out to open the door and stopped. Although I was still young, I could sense from the heavy atmosphere seeping through the door that this wasn’t a good time.
那时是冬天，我才7岁。客厅里传来的声音把我吵醒了。我的房间在阁楼，只要走下五节楼梯，打开推拉门，我就能到达父母的房间。我伸手去开门，但停了下来。虽然我还年轻，但感觉到了从门里透进来的沉重气氛，我可以感觉到这并不是一个好时机。
Dad said that it was too difficult to go on and that the world was too heavy for him to bear. Mom didn’t reply. She was probably crying silently or not moving at all. A long silence ensued. Dad said he’d be crushed if he went on living like this and he should leave now. Mom vehemently protested, calling him the most irresponsible man. Then, I heard my name. “What are you going to do about JungKook?” I waited for a long time behind the sliding door, but Dad didn’t answer. Then I heard the sound of the front door opening. “I’m completely empty, and there’s nothing I can do for JungKook.” Those were my dad’s last words.
中文（翻译）：우유ARMY
未经允许不许二传！！！ 有翻译问题直接私！！
JungKook
11 September Year 17
柾国
17年9月11日
I waited for ten days, but the birthday card never came. I opened the bottom drawer and lifted a notebook to find four cards. JungKook, Happy Birthday, from Dad. I read these five words over and over again.
我等了十天，但生日贺卡始终没有来。我打开最下面的抽屉，拿起一个笔记本，找到了四张卡片。柾国，生日快乐，爸爸。我一遍又一遍地读这五个字。
It was winter, and I was 7 years old. The voices from the living room woke me up. My room was in the attic, and I could reach my parents’ room by going down five stairs and opening the sliding door. I reached out to open the door and stopped. Although I was still young, I could sense from the heavy atmosphere seeping through the door that this wasn’t a good time.
那时是冬天，我才7岁。客厅里传来的声音把我吵醒了。我的房间在阁楼，只要走下五节楼梯，打开推拉门，我就能到达父母的房间。我伸手去开门，但停了下来。虽然我还年轻，但感觉到了从门里透进来的沉重气氛，我可以感觉到这并不是一个好时机。
Dad said that it was too difficult to go on and that the world was too heavy for him to bear. Mom didn’t reply. She was probably crying silently or not moving at all. A long silence ensued. Dad said he’d be crushed if he went on living like this and he should leave now. Mom vehemently protested, calling him the most irresponsible man. Then, I heard my name. “What are you going to do about JungKook?” I waited for a long time behind the sliding door, but Dad didn’t answer. Then I heard the sound of the front door opening. “I’m completely empty, and there’s nothing I can do for JungKook.” Those were my dad’s last words.
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