虽然他很爱我，也很尽力想支撑住病体，但他面孔上的光彩总是不时消逝，在他凝望着白色天花板的宁静的面容上已经出现了一层薄薄的阴影。

Do what he would, and love me though he did, the light left his face ever and again, and a film came over the placid look at the white ceiling.

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这些变化都是在没有声息的情况下进行的，然而他凝望着白色天花板的宁静面容上的薄薄的阴影却顿时消失，充满柔情地望着我。

The change, though it was made without noise, drew back the film from the placid look at the white ceiling, and he looked most affectionately at me.

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