睑低了一些。
冷若澜头扭向一旁,淡淡道:“看来你的不要脸程度还是差点意思,这样的道德包袱也不敢背,那回去吧。”
说完,也不等着陈煜回复,立刻就迈开了长袍下伸出来的两条白皙小腿,往出口走去。
她往后瞥了一眼,却发现陈煜并没有跟上,反而是一扭身,往着楼上爬去。
她呆了呆,见男孩儿站在了顶楼的栏杆边上,打开了喇叭。他伸出手拍了拍喇叭,发出一阵刺耳的噪音,随后便是清脆而流畅的英文从嘴里吐了出来。传遍了整个商场。
“Light
of
my
life,
fire
of
my
loins.
My
sin,
my
soul.
Though
we
quarreled,
though
she
was
vulgar,
though
she
nitpicked
and
changed
colors
like
a
chameleon,
though
all
this
was
base,
perilous,
utterly
hopeless—still
I
reveled
in
my
self-chosen
paradise,
whose
skies
were
painted
with
the
hues
of
hellfire—yet
paradise
it
remained...”
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