All the normal tasks like brushing

All the normal tasks like brushing her teeth or combing her hair or changing into her pyjama felt tedious tonight and her apartment seemed a lot more empty than it usually was and it felt too small and too big at the same time as she lay down on her bed to sleep. Yet she continued to feel restless with all the pros and cons of a relationship with John running through her head. It was almost as if she had forgotten something important, like switching the light off or like she had left on the oven, like something was missing. She turned on her side and outstretched her arm but the bed next to her was empty. There was no one there, no chest to keep her warm, no hand to hold her and there never would be. Unless. . .
Angrily she threw her duvet back. She put on her robe and her slippers, grabbed her key and headed out of her apartment, upstairs, and knocked on John's door. When he opened only wearing his pyjama buttons and a plain shirt he seemed utterly surprised to see her and Clara didn't even care how he looked now with his tousled hair or how ridiculous the question mark pattern on his trousers was. She punched him softly in the shoulder.
“I can't sleep! Are you happy now?!”
“Ow, Clara! What's going on?” he asked in confusion, holding the spot where she had just hit him.
“I want to sleep with you,” Clara said determinedly.
John's eyebrows shot up and his mouth opened but he never made a sound.
“Sorry, bad choice of words,” she mumbled, “I want to sleep here. In your bed. I can't stand to be alone anymore.”
Without questioning her further John opened the door a little wider to let her in and closed it when she came to stand in the middle of his room. Clara took a deep breath and tightened her robe around her body.
“Are you alright?” John asked sincerely when he stopped next to her.
Clara couldn't stop herself. The tears just came flowing over her cheeks as she realized her carefully built walls were crumbling down. John however seemed to understand as he closed his arms around her in a tight hug.
“Congratulations,” she said through her tears, “You did it. Here I am. You made me want this and now you better take care of me!”
Clara felt him running his fingers through her hair before he kissed her head.
“That's all I've wanted since I came to this town,” John whispered, “I'm glad you decided to let me.”
Slowly he released her from the embrace but held on tight to her arms, carefully pulling her in the direction of the bed. Clara smiled weakly at him as she climbed in bed next to John and he covered both of them with the duvet. John closed his arms around her and Clara curled up against his chest and somehow it felt better than anything else had felt in years, better than sleeping with him in the garage, better than dancing with John, better than his kisses. This was a whole different kind of intimacy, making her feel loved and wanted and protected and it didn't take her long to drift off into deep sleep.

結果 (中文) 1:

所有正常的任务，比如刷她的牙齿或梳理她的头发或者改变成她的睡衣今晚感觉乏味而且她的公寓似乎更多空比它通常是和感觉太小，太大了，同时，她躺在她的床上睡觉。但是她仍然感到不安与所有的利弊关系与约翰掠过她的脑海。它是几乎，如果她遗忘了一样重要的是，像关掉光的东西，或者像她留在烤箱里，像缺少了什么东西。她打开她的身边，伸出她的手臂，但在她旁边的床空了。有没有人，没有胸部，让她温暖，没有手，抱住她，永远不会有。除非。.愤怒地她把她的被子扔回了。她穿上她的长袍和她的拖鞋，抓住她的钥匙和驶出楼上，她的公寓，约翰的敲门。当他打开只穿睡衣钮扣和一件普通的衬衫，他似乎完全惊讶地看到她和克拉拉竟然一点都不在乎他如何用他凌乱的头发现在看或他的裤子上的问号图案有多可笑。她轻轻地用拳猛击他的肩。"我不能睡 ！现在你高兴了？ ！""哎哟，克拉拉 ！什么？"他问在混乱，举行的现场在哪里她只是打了他。"我想和你一起睡，"克拉拉坚决地说。约翰的眉毛暴涨和他的嘴打开，但他没有发出任何声音。"对不起，坏词的选择，"她喃喃自语，"我想要睡在这里。在你的床上。"我不忍心再孤单一人。我丝毫不怀疑她进一步约翰打开了门宽一点，让她进来，关闭它，当她来站在他的房间。克拉拉深吸一口气，她的身体拉紧她的长袍。"你是好的吗？"约翰真诚地问他停在她的旁边。克莱拉自己停不下来。只是泪水流过她的脸颊，当她意识到她精心打造的墙壁都摇摇欲坠。约翰然而似乎明白当他关闭了他的双臂环抱她在一个紧紧的拥抱。"恭喜你，"她说 ︰ 通过她的眼泪，"你做到了。我在这里。你让我想这和现在你更好地照顾我 ！"克莱拉感到他在他的手指穿过她的头发之前他吻了一下她的头。"这是所有我想既然来到了这个小镇，"约翰低声说，"我很高兴你决定让我。慢慢地他盯着她的怀抱，但紧紧抓住她的手臂，仔细地把她拉进床的方向。克莱拉笑了笑他，她爬在床上在约翰旁边和他盖羽绒被与他们两个。约翰关闭胳膊搂住她和克拉拉蜷曲胸前，某种程度上感觉比别的感到年，比比比他的吻与约翰，共舞在车库里，跟他上床。这是一种整体不同的亲密关系，使她感到被爱并且想要和保护，它不带她久渐入深度睡眠。

結果 (中文) 3:

所有正常的任务就像刷牙或梳头或换成她的睡衣感到乏味的今晚和她的公寓似乎比通常更空旷了许多，感觉太小，在相同的时间太大，她躺在床上睡觉。然而，她仍然感到不安的所有优点和缺点的一个关系，通过她的头。好像她忘记了一些重要的东西，比如把灯关掉，或者像她在炉子上留下的东西一样，好像有点不见了。她转过身来，伸出她的手臂，但在她旁边的床是空的。没有人在那里，没有人能让她温暖，没有人能牵住她，也不会有人在那里。除非。..她把她的被子回来生气。她穿上她的长袍和拖鞋，抓起她的钥匙，走出了自己的公寓，在楼上，敲了她的门。当他打开一只穿着睡衣的按钮和一个普通的衬衫，他似乎看到了她的震惊，克拉拉甚至不在乎他怎么看现在他的蓬乱的头发或可笑的问号图案的裤子了。她轻轻地打在他的肩膀上。“我不能睡觉！你现在幸福吗？！”“克拉拉，”！发生了什么事？“他困惑的问，她把她刚打过的地方拿着。“我想和你睡觉，”克拉拉说，坚决。他的眉毛张开，张开了嘴，但他从来没有声音。“对不起，字不好的选择，”她说，“我要睡在这里。在你的床上。我不能忍受孤独了。”她没有再问她，打开门，让她进来，关上了门，当她站在房间的中间。克拉拉深深地吸了一口气，把她的长袍紧紧围绕在她身上。“你还好吗？当他在她旁边停下来时，他问。克拉拉不能阻止自己。当她意识到她精心建造的墙壁倒塌下来时，泪水顺着她的脸颊流了下来。然而，他似乎明白，当他紧紧地拥抱在她身边时，他紧紧地拥抱着他。“祝贺你，”她通过她的眼泪说：“你做到了。我在这里。你让我想要这个，现在你更好地照顾我！“克拉拉在吻她的头前，感觉他在用手指穿过头发。“自从我来到这个城市，这就是我一直想要的，”约翰低声说，“我很高兴你决定让我来。”他慢慢地从拥抱中释放了她，但紧紧抓住她的手臂，小心地把她拉到床的方向。克拉拉虚弱地笑了笑看着他，她爬在床上约翰旁边他都用被子盖。她和克拉拉的手臂围起来，蜷缩在胸前，不知何故，感觉比其他任何事都好，好于和他在车库睡觉，总比与他跳舞好，比他的吻好。这是一种完全不同的亲密关系，让她觉得自己被爱，并想要和保护，并没有带她长的漂移到深睡眠。