“Have you never been in the Kingdom, Professor?” Dedue asks. “That is, prior to arriving at the monastery. You used to travel a lot as a mercenary, correct?”

“教授，你从没来过这个国家吗?”杜笃问道。也就是说，在到达修道院之前。你以前是个雇佣兵，经常出差，对吗?”

Dimitri does not point out what Byleth told him in the library. About poor memory, and living life as if in an everlasting daydream.

迪米特里没有指出拜勒斯在图书馆对他说了什么。关于糟糕的记忆，关于生活就像在一个永恒的白日梦中。

There’s a long pause before Byleth answers.

在拜勒斯回答之前有很长一段时间的停顿。

“I’m sure I have.”

“我肯定见过。”

Unexpected. Dimitri turns to him and studies his expression, the same one he recognizes from when he’d first been appointed a teacher—but now there is something new, a small upward curl at the edge of his lips. Amusement.

出乎意料。迪米特里转向他，研究他的表情，就是他第一次被任命为老师时认出来的那种表情ーー但现在有了新的东西，他的嘴唇边缘有一个向上的小卷曲。娱乐。

Dimitri watches as a sweat droplet falls from Byleth’s face and trails down his neck, disappearing beneath his collar. Then, catching himself staring, Dimitri flushes and rips his gaze away.

迪米特里看着一滴汗珠从拜勒斯的脸上落下，顺着他的脖子，消失在他的衣领下。然后，发现自己在盯着看，迪米特里冲了一下脸，把他的目光移开了。

Ah, he muses, and sucks in a breath. At least I can finally understand what these feelings are.

啊，他若有所思，深吸了一口气。至少我终于明白这些感觉是什么了。

He has fallen in love. Wholly. Hopelessly.

他坠入爱河了，彻底的，无可救药的。

啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊这一段我超级喜欢我梦回无声告白啊，我真的，我真的呃！！！！！！！！！