gossip girl 11 英文-第26章

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Serena　probably　still　harbored　some　desperate　dream　that　she　and　Nate　would　live　happily　ever　in　
the　city　together　while　Blair　was　up　in　New　Haven。　Like　that　wouldever　happen。　

？Well；　I？m　off　to　find　him；？　Blair　chirped　gaily。　

As　soon　as　she　sauntered　away；　Rain　and　Nicki　quickly　filled　the　spot　next　to　Serena。　Rain　held　a　
cocktail　napkin　in　her　hand；　and　Nicki　held　a　pen　as　they　awkwardly　tripped　over　themselves　to　
get　Serena？s　attention。　So　that　was　it？they　wanted　Serena？s　autograph。　To　Blair？s　surprise；　she　
didn？t　even　feel　jealous。　People　were　always　drooling　over　Serena；　and　they　always　would　be。　
What　did　she　care？　She　had　everything　she？d　ever　wanted。　

And　by　？everything；？　she　meant　a　living；　breathing　person；　right？　

Blair　was　about　to　check　the　neighboring　European　sculpture　room　when　she　spotted　Nate　out　of　
the　corner　of　her　eye。　He　was　leaning　against　a　tall　Romanesque　column　near　the　dance　floor；　
looking　glum。　Jeremy　Scott　Tomp…kinson；　Nate？s　skinny；　sideburned　friend　from　school　and　
Anthony　Avuldsen；　looking　incredibly　blond　and　athletic；　were　periodically　punching　him　in　the　
arm；　clearly　trying　to　pry　him　away　from　the　column　and　get　him　to　dance　or　drink　or　at　least　
smile。　Nate　just　waved　his　hand　at　them；　so　they　shuffled　off　to　the　dance　floor　alone；　dancing　like　
idiots　three　feet　apart　from　each　other。　Well；　if　the　sight　of　his　stoner　friends　jerking　their　arms　and　
legs　spastically　on　the　dance　floor　couldn？t　cheer　up　Nate；　Blair　knew　something　that　would。　She　
pushed　through　the　dancing　crowd；　practically　trampling　over　Laura　Salmon；　dressed　in　a　
salmon…colored　silk　Dior　dress　that　sagged　in　the　chest　and　was　way　too　old　for　her。　

Salmon　in　salmon。　How　appropriate。　

Blair　bounded　up　to　Nate；　throwing　her　arms　around　him。　？Guess　what？？　she　demanded；　her　blue　


eyes　sparkling。　？I　have　really　big　news。？　Nate　smiled　at　her　wordlessly；　but　his　eyes　were　a　million　
miles　away。　She　plowed　ahead　anyway；　grabbing　his　black　bow　tie　and　forcing　him　to　pay　
attention。　？So　I　told　my　dad　about　your　little　problem；　and　he　talked　to　Yale；　andI　got　you　in　！？　She　
threw　her　arms　tightly　around　him　again　and　whispered　in　his　ear。　？Now　we　can　be　together　at　
Yale？just　like　we　planned！？　Her　whole　body　shook　with　excitement；　but　Nate　just　stood　there；　
stock…still。　He？d　hardly　even　hugged　her　back。　She　pulled　back　and　looked　into　his　stunning　green　
eyes；　searching　them　questioningly。　

？Wow。？　Nate　shook　his　head　slowly。　？I　don？t　know　what　to　say。？　He　blinked；　trying　to　process　
what　she？d　just　said。　Go　to　Yale；　for　real？　Not　just　take　the　train　to　New　Haven　twice　a　day　and　
pretend　he　went　there？　？Blair　。　。　。　you？re　amazing。？　Now　that　was　more　like　it。　？I　know。？　Blair　
was　about　to　give　Nate　a　kiss　he？d　never　forget　when　she　spotted　her　mother　approaching　from　
across　the　room；　wearing　an　ivory…colored　floor…length　Versace　gown　encrusted　with　millions　of　
tiny　gold　sequins；　and　Gucci　stilettos　that　looked　like　they　were　made　of　twenty…four…carat　gold　
ropes。　Ever　since　Eleanor　had　lost　all　her　baby　weight；　she？d　been　wearing　tacky　look…at…me　
outfits；　but　Blair　was　too　happy　to　be　annoyed　with　her　crazy　mother　tonight。　

Davita　Fjorde　strode　alongside　Eleanor；　wearing　a　black　Miu　Miu　minidress　and　hot　pink　satin　
Miu　Miu　peep…toe　platforms；　barking　orders　into　her　headset。　？No；　no；　no！？　she　hissed。　？Just　wash　
him　off　and　get　him　out　there　as　a　regular　waiter。Nonflammable　paint　only！　I　don？t　need　a　human　
torch　streaking　through　my　party！？　She　smiled　tightly　at　Eleanor　and　then　murmured　into　her　
headset；　？Okay；　photo　one；　you？re　up　once　we　find　Blair。？　Blair　knew　that　her　mom　and　Davita　
were　preparing　to　drag　her　off　somewhere　so　she　could　pose　for　some　god…awful　pictures　her　
mother　would　no　doubt　blow　up　so　large　you？d　be　able　to　see　every　one　of　Blair？s　pores。　

Knowing　they？d　be　separated　momentarily；　she　leaned　in　to　whisper　in　Nate？s　ear。　？Our　train　
leaves　at　10　A。M。　tomorrow　morning　from　Grand　Central；？　she　told　him　softly；　loving　the　smell　of　
Acqua　Di　Parma　on　his　skin？a　fresh；　lemony　scent　she　knew　he　only　used　on　special　occasions。　？I　
know　we　could　drive；　but　this　will　be　so　much　more　romantic！？　She　drew　back　and　smiled　sweetly　
up　at　him　again。　

Nate　had　never　seen　Blair　look　so　beautiful？or　so　happy。　Her　skin　was　golden　brown；　her　face　
rosy　against　her　bright　blue　dress。　The　diamond　studs　in　her　tiny　earlobes　shone　in　the　light。　
Across　the　room；　Serena　was　standing　at　the　bar；　wearing　a　long；　gauzy　silver　dress；　her　golden　
hair　falling　in　gleaming　tendrils　down　her　bare　back。　Her　face　was　in　profile；　and　her　features　were　
so　unbelievably　gorgeous　his　breath　caught　in　his　chest。　He　forced　himself　to　shift　his　attention　
back　to　Blair？his　beautiful　girlfriend；　still　wrapped　in　his　arms。　The　sight　of　her　glowing；　hopeful　
face　tore　at　his　heart。　Yale。　He　was　going　to　Yale。　He　should　have　been　ecstatic；　but　he　didn？t　
know　what　to　say　or　even　what　to　feel。　He　pulled　her　close　and　breathed　in　the　familiar　
honey…almond　scent　of　her　hair。　His　chest　felt　tight；　and　suddenly　it　was　hard　to　breathe。　Blair　
nestled　into　him　like　there　was　no　place　she？d　rather　be。　？I　love　you；？　he　whispered　into　her　hair；　
hoping　the　words　would　ground　him。　But　now；　more　than　ever　before；　Nate　felt　like　a　small　
wooden　dinghy　set　adrift。　


Better　start　rowing；　boy。　

a　yabba…dabba…doo　time；　we？ll　have　a　gay　ol？　time！　

Vanessa　Abrams　staggered　out　of　the　Humphreys？　living　room；　her　pale　arms　weighed　down　
with　piles　of　old　coffee…stained　newspapers。　Her　army　green　Triple　5　Soul　cargo　pants　were　rolled　
up　to　the　knees；　and　her　fitted　black　Old　Navy　wifebeater　was　soaked　in　sweat。？God。？　She　exhaled　
heavily　as　she　dumped　a　pile　of　decades…old　New　Yorkers　in　a　large　blue　recycling　bin；　exposing　
the　dusty　parquet　floor　beneath。　？It？s　amazing　these　piles　of　crap　haven？t　toppled　over　in　the　night；　
killing　us　in　our　sleep。？　

Dan　Humphrey　grunted　in　assent　as　he　walked　down　the　hall　to　the　kitchen　and　washed　out　his　
coffee…grit…encrusted　blue　plastic　Evergreen　mug　for　the　third　time　that　day。　He　wouldn？t　mind　
being　dead　right　about　now。　They？d　been　cleaning　out　the　Humphreys？　ramshackle；　grime…coated　
Upper　West　Side　apartment　for　a　grueling　two　hours；　but　it　felt　more　like　two　days。　Dan　just　
wasn？t　cut　out　for　hard　labor；　and　he　could　feel　the　heart　palpitations　ing　on。　At　least　if　he　died　
now；　he？d　die　young；　like　his　idol；　the　poet　John　Keats；　which　he　always　thought　was　sort　of　
romantic。　

They　could　bury　him　beneath　the　Strand；　a　copy　of　Baudelaire？sFleurs　du　Mal　over　his　ashen　
face。　Maybe　Vanessa　would　weep　dramatically　as　she　said　her　final　goodbyes。　Or　wait；　maybe　
Greg　would。　This　was　one　of　the　many　problems　with　recently　discovering　you　might　be　gay？it　
was　totally　unclear　whether　your　future　widower　would　be　your　longtime　ex…girlfriend　or　your　
newish…maybe…boyfriend。　

After　he　and　Dan　had　shared　a　semi…conscious　drunken　kiss　at　their　literary　salon　earlier　in　the　
summer；　Greg　seemed　to　have　decided　two　things：　that　Dan　was　gay；　and　that　they　were　a　couple。　
Dan　wasn？t　sure　how　he　felt　about　either　of　those　conclusions；　but　he　hadn？t　had　very　long　to　
think　about　it；　because　Greg？s　grandmother　had　passed　away　a　few　days　later；　and　Greg　had　left　
for　Phoenix　for　the　funeral　and　to　spend　time　with　his　extended　family。　He？d　been　gone　nearly　a　
month；　and　in　that　time　Greg　had　sent　Dan　dozens　of　beautifully　crafted　e…mails；　all　with　the　same　
theme：　absence　makes　the　heart　grow　fonder。　But　every　time　Dan　wrote　back；　he　wasn？t　sure　if　he　
was　growing　any　fonder　of　Greg　。　。　。　or　just　more　confused。　

Dan　tried　to　shake　his　uncertainty　away。　？I？m　going　to　keep　cleaning；？　he　announced　with　a　
sudden　surge　of　determination；　and　marched　into　the　living　room　with　the　purposeful　steps　of　a　
military　general。　

Dan　in　the　army？　Don？t　ask；　don？t　tell！　

？Be　my　guest；？　Vanessa　retorted　as　she　threw　another　huge　stack　of　newspapers　into　the　


recycling　bin。　？As　far　as　I？m　concerned；　it？s　a　lost　cause。？　Earlier　that　summer；　her　older　sister　
Ruby　had　returned　from　Europe　with　her　new　Czech　boyfriend；　Piotr；　in　tow　and　had　proceeded　to　
kick　Vanessa　out　of　the　cozy　Williamsburg　apartment　they？d　shared　for　the　last　three　years。　
Thanks；　sis！　Since　then；　Vanessa　had　been　living　in　Dan？s　sister　Jenny？s　room　while　Jenny　was　at　
art　school　in　Prague　for　the　summer。　Since　Dan　was　heading　to　Evergreen　College　in　Washington　
State　in　less　than　two　weeks　and　Jenny　would　be　off　to　boarding　school　in　upstate　New　York；　it　
looked　like　Vanessa　would　be　keeping　her　room　in　the　Humphreys？　apartment　when　she　started　
NYU？after　all；　somebody　had　to　keep　Rufus；　Dan　and　Jenny？s　lesser…known　Beat　poet　editor　
father；　pany。　So　she？d　decided　to　spend　the　weekend　redecorating　the　totally　dismal　pad。　And　
really；　what　better　way　to　try　out　Dan？s　newQueer　Eye　decorating　skills？　If　he　even　had　any。　He　
was　so　fresh　out　of　the　closet　it　was　hard　for　her　to　believe　it　was　really　true。　But　maybe　that？s　
because　she　didn？twant　it　to　be　true。　

　Didn？t　she？　

Dan　closed　his　eyes；　remembering　the　feel　of　Greg？s　lips　on　his；