Az.:到后来才明白 这其实远不是一个讲述一见钟情的故事 误解与波折一直都伴随在男孩女孩左右 哪怕彼此之间的爱也朦胧如雾 直到某一天 彼此开始去相互理解与接受 直到有一天 怦然心动的她与他 拥有了更契合的频率 感受到那不可或缺的真诚与信赖。 這本書讀的很慢 也讀得投入 其中的很多場景都難忘。 難過的一刻，Juli識破了Bryce丟掉她送來的雞蛋的把戲，然後哭著跑回家那一幕看得真的好讓人難受。 心酸的一刻，圖書館的一角，Bryce與他哥們Garrett陷入爭執，後者覺得Bryce對Juli著迷了，但Bryce矢口否認，並且在他拿Juli和她叔叔取笑的時候，也是隨口應和著，而這恰恰被Juli聽到了。不由地腦海里回放著市川拓司的《現在，只想愛你》里，靜流也遇到自己喜歡的男生誠人在朋友圈子里聊天時面對朋友們取笑靜流古怪時不置可否的樣子而難過，說了這樣的話：“可为什么当别人说我是怪人的时候 你就不能替我说句话?告诉他们：她不是什么怪人 只是比较有个性罢了。”這是一個女孩心酸的時刻，也是一個女孩本應該感受到自己喜歡的男孩的溫柔體貼的時刻——用心地守護自己的女孩，意味著也能守護她在別人面前的好。 感動的一刻，在為自己殘障的兄弟過生日那天，回家的路上，父親Robert向女兒Juli道歉，因為他擔負著照顧好自己兄弟的責任而一直沒有能給她更好的照顧，他覺得自己比不上Bryce的父親。而Juli卻 "Dad, I don't care how it looks on paper, I think you're the best dad ever! And when I marry somebody someday, I sure don't want him to be like Mr. Loski! I want him to be like you."作為這個時刻延續的是，拜訪Loski一家聚餐回來之後，幾個孩子談及Bryce的父親， 都不幹恭維，如同小哥們Matt所說，他不會希望有一個那樣的父親，然後，他對著父親Robert說，顯然的"No way. I'm sticking with my main man here."連Juli的媽媽也忍不住插了一句，“Me,too.” 深刻的一段話，Bryce的外祖父Chet算是本書最年長也最具智慧的人，缺了他，很難想像Juli與Bryce之間會變得怎樣。他給Juli帶來了溫暖，，賦予了Bryce一個好男孩應該有的認真與勇氣。 在懦弱的Bryce爲了維護自己自尊而愚蠢地丟掉Juli好心送來的雞蛋一事被識破，傷了Juli的心之後，Chet聽了他的辯解後說了這樣一段話，"One's character is set at an early age, son. The choices you make now will affect you for the rest of your life.""I hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back."當Bryce說自己明白之後，他又語重心長地說，"Don't yes-sir me, Bryce.""Just think about what I've said, and the next time you're faced with a choice, do the right thing. It hurts everyone less in the long run."Bryce——
All I've ever wanted is for Juli Baker to leave me alone. For her to back off -- you know, just give me some space.
The first day I met Bryce Loski, I flipped. Honestly, one look at him and I became a lunatic. It's his eyes. Something in his eyes. They're blue, and framed in the blackness of his lashes, they're dazzling. Absolutely breathtaking.
You see, I caught up to him and grabbed his arm, trying to stop him so maybe we could play a little before he got trapped inside, and the next thing I know he's holding my hand, looking right into my eyes. My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.
But all of a sudden my stomach completely bailed on me. Juli loved that tree. Stupid as it was, she loved that tree, and cutting it down would be like cutting out her.
"Because the girl's got an iron backbone. Why don't you invite her over sometime?"
"Proper lighting is everything, Julianna."
"A painting is more than the sum of its parts,"
He took a deep breath. "I want the spirit of that tree to be with you always. I want you to remember how you felt when you were up there." He hesitated a moment, then handed me the painting. "So I made this for you."
I'd never seen Juli cry before. Not when she'd broken her arm in P.E., not when she'd been teased at school or ditched by her brothers. Not even when they'd cut down the sycamore tree.
She smiled and put her arm around my shoulders. "You don't have to be an immediate expert at everything, Juli. The idea here is to learn something new."
"One's character is set at an early age, son. The choices you make now will affect you for the rest of your life." He was quiet for a minute, then dropped the curtain and said, "I hate to see you swim out so far you can't swim back."
He frowned and said, "Don't yes-sir me, Bryce." Then he stood and added, "Just think about what I've said, and the next time you're faced with a choice, do the right thing. It hurts everyone less in the long run."
Very quietly my granddad said, "You can't dwell on what might have been, Bryce." Then, like he could read my mind, he added, "And it's not fair to condemn him for something he hasn't done."
He shook his head. "The tree's gone, but she's still got the spark it gave her. Know what I mean?" Luckily I didn't have to answer. He just grinned and said, "Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss...." He turned to me. "But every once in a while you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare."
I'd spent so many years avoiding Juli Baker that I'd never really looked at her, and now all of a sudden I couldn't stop. This weird feeling started taking over the pit of my stomach, and I didn't like it. Not one bit. To tell you the truth, it scared the Sheetrock out of me.
He dipped his brush in the coffee can and stroked a picket with paint. "It's easy to look back and see it, and it's easy to give the advice, but the sad fact is, most people don't look beneath the surface until it's too late."
"Get beyond his eyes and his smile and the sheen of his hair--look at what's really there."
My dad wasn't one to go fishing for compliments or signs of appreciation, but still, I couldn't quite believe he actually thought that. "Dad, I don't care how it looks on paper, I think you're the best dad ever! And when I marry somebody someday, I sure don't want him to be like Mr. Loski! I want him to be like you."
Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so...ordinary.
"She's... she's just different."
My grandfather stood beside me and looked across the street, too. "No, Bryce," he said softly. "She's the same as she's always been; you're the one who's changed." He clapped his hand on my shoulder and whispered, "And, son, from here on out, you'll never be the same again."
I've got to come up with some thing to show her that I've changed. To prove to her that I understand. But what? How do I show her that I'm not the guy she thinks I am? How do I erase everything I've done and start over? Maybe I can't. Maybe it just can not be done. But if I've learned one thing from Juli Baker, it's that I've got to put my whole heart and soul into it and try.
"I don't want to! But I've liked him for so long. Darla, I've liked him since I was seven. And even though I know he's a coward and a sneak and I should never speak to him again, I'm having trouble focusing on that.
"Mom, all those years I liked him? I never really knew him. All I knew was that he had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen and that his smile melted my heart like the sun melts butter. But now I know that inside he's a coward and a sneak, so I've got to get over what he's like on the outside!"
He's lied to me, he hasn't stood up for me ... he's ... he's nobody that I want to like. I just need some time to get over all those years of having liked him."
Maybe there is more to Bryce Loski than I know.
Maybe it's time to meet him in the proper