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Humbert: The shock of her death froze something in me. The child I loved was gone, but I kept looking for her - long after I had left my own childhood behind. The poison was in the wound, you see. And the wound wouldn't heal.
亨伯特：她的死将我体内的某种东西冻结。我爱的那个孩子已经离开了，而我却一直在寻找她，直到我早就结束了童年。伤口的余毒还在。而这个世界却无法让我愈合。
