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  但是吧……

  她可能就是被别人成双成对给刺激到了

  所以,就想着去找个别的地方,疏解一下自己郁闷的单身孤寂心理。

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  酒店房间里,孟铖在用电脑处理工作,温邈则拿着一本书在看。

  一个在书桌前,一个抱着书窝在不远处的沙发上。

  玻璃窗外淅沥地下着雨,屋内点了熏香蜡烛,整个房间笼罩着淡淡的香味。

  此刻的安静,倒有些岁月静好的味道在。

  “孟铖,我给你读书好不好。”温邈看着手里的书,眼珠转了转,有了想法,突然开口道。

  “好。”孟铖那边回。

  温邈将头发别到耳后,轻缓的声音响起

  ——

  I asked nothing, only stood at the edge of the wood behind the tree.

  Languor was still upon the eyes of the dawn, and the dew in the air.

  The lazy □□ell of the damp grass hung in the thin mist above the earth.

  Under the banyan tree you were milking the cow with your hands,tender and fresh as butter.

  And I was standing still.

  I did not come near you.

  The sky woke with the sound of the gong at the temple.

  The dust was raised in the road from the hoofs of the driven cattle.

  With the gurgling pitchers at their hips, women came from the river.

  Your bracelets were jingling, and foam brimming over the jar.

  The morning wore on and I did not come near you.

  我一无所求,只站在林边树后。

  倦意还逗留在黎明的眼上,露润在空气里。

  湿草的懒味悬垂在地面的薄雾中。

  在榕树下你用乳油般柔嫩的手挤着牛奶。

  我沉静地站立着。<br /

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