In a kitschy bar in Cambridge, he asked to sit at my table, though later he would insist that I made the first move.

在剑桥的一间俗气的酒吧，他借坐我旁边，尽管后来他非说是我先对他有意思的。

I was intrigued by his tattoos. 

我觉得他的纹身很有意思。

He thought I went to Harvard. 

他以为我在哈佛上学。

All we had in common was that we’d both almost stayed home. 

我们唯一的共同点是：我们本来都更愿意待在家里。

Friends had dragged us out on a frigid February evening. 

只是在这个二月寒冷傍晚被各自的朋友们拖出来而已。

We still never agree on anything, except that it’s a darn good thing we sucked it up that snowy night. 

我们的意见依旧从来都不一致，除了我们都同意那天咱俩撮合在一起是一件很棒的事。

Our wild blue-eyed son always stops us in our tracks, reminding us that fate is just as fragile as our memory.

我们的狂野的儿子有着一对蓝色眼睛，时不时打断我们的生活，仿佛提醒着我们命运如同回忆般易碎、珍贵。