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41、最后的陪伴 ...
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黑森林。
我又身处此地。
12岁的倔强与迷恋……离我远去了。
一个不要命的食人怪在我心情最差的时候出现在我面前,它冲我呲着牙,我握紧拳,从脚底下挟迫它,它有一点畏惧,却没有退缩。
不要怪我。
茂密的藤蔓拔地而起,将死命挣扎的食人妖拖入深不可测的地底。
我叹了口气,侧过身,看见英俊少年的惊鸿一瞥。
“Summer……”犹豫了一下,我还是唤了他,我的声音有些疲惫。
Summer冲我点了点头。
第一次见到你……和象人打斗的时候第一次见到你……12岁的我,15岁的Summer,从来没有忘记,可是你却忘了我,但你还是对我好,莫名其妙地对我好。
好累,这么想着就好累。
“科莉亚你后面”!Summer 倏地变了脸色,击中一掌,我猛然回头,方才被我消灭的食人妖被狠狠击中,痛苦地咆哮了一声,我忙再次发力,Summer又击出了一掌,食人妖爆炸成灰。
“谢谢你”,我喘着粗气,他扶住我。
“我明明杀了它。”我有些后怕,Summer握住我的手,我的手正无法控制地抖。
“没关系,别想了”,Summer拍拍我,但我还是在抖,于是他握紧我的手,把我拉向他,拉紧他的怀抱。
可以放松些吗?
和你在一起就不会全身紧绷了吧。
你从不给我提要求。
还不断教我新的魔法。
明明是父亲那边的人。
却爱上敌人……
13岁的我,趴在桌上,写着这些不怎么押韵也没什么文采的话,身旁,Summer睡得像一个孩子,他有着漂亮的脸,仿佛一碰就会碎开。
忘掉了最后一句子吗?蹩脚诗的最后一句?
在他的怀里,我想起来了
一只有在你的怀里,我才能飞翔。
达拉是个伪君子。
达拉是个靠不住的人。
我真蠢,看错了人。
因为离开母亲,独自在外,因为从小缺乏父爱,所以觉得孤单了吗?达拉,除母亲外第一个对我好的人,就是因为这爱上了他?
不,不是爱,是迷恋。
我对达拉太迷恋了,这样对我们都不好。
不好。
“啊!”脚下一滑,我一个趔趄。
“没事吧?” Summer握紧我的胳膊,我用俏皮的眼神瞅了他一眼,竟然生出了奇怪的想法,如果我是一个身材矫小的女孩,像Anita那样就好了,这样就可以尽情依靠一个人了,我太高了,179厘米,随了斯美尔达了,唉。
“你也真是的,走路都不专心”Summer埋怨道。
“我错了嘛。”我吐吐舌头,这才是我们原有的沟通方式,插科打诨。
“你要是再摔我就不拉你了!”
“我不会这么不小心的!”
“你就是一个马大哈!”
“你才是!”
我们推推搡搡地走着,在这一个瞬间我们像是回到了五年前。
我堆起一堆柴火,很快,火便烧得很旺,我把手脚都烤了烤,顿时暖和起来,Summer犹豫了一下,在我身旁而不是我对面坐下。
Summer教会了我如何让火燃烧。
忘了吗?他大概全都忘记吧。
我们在火堆旁相拥而眠。
其实一开始是各睡各的,后来就靠在一起了,特自然。
我感到了温暖。
如果我是平凡人家的孩子,从一开始就是平凡人家的孩子……你也是……一切就会不一样了吧
我只是需要一个爱我的对我好的人,与他共度一生,这就是我从小到大的愿望……
Summer……
不是达拉的替代品……不是,从来就不是……
抛开我对达拉的迷恋,我爱的人……是你……,是你一直都是你……
我看到我从小成长的城堡,高耸入云的魔族皇宫。
“真怀念啊。”我感叹道。
“是,说起来这里也带给了我许多回忆。”Summer应道。
“嗯。”我点头向前走,他跟在我后面,突然我停下了脚步,Summer!
我猛地回头,无法掩饰惊异的神色,我向他跑过去,但是一股强大的力量把我挡了回来,Summer!
我不去理会身体上的疼痛,动用全身力量去触及他,他也是吧,但是……
Summer!Summer!Summer!
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
And the days go by....
like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin' else mattered
He was no more...than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
something within him
But the moment...that I first laid...
Eyes...on...him...all alone...
On the edge of...seventeen
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
I went today...maybe I will go again...
tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly...
familiar
And I see you doing...
what I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
and the voice from a choir
And a melody...nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
The clouds...never expect it...
when it rains
But the sea changes colours...
but the sea...
Does not change
And so...with the slow...graceful flow..
of age
I went forth...with an age old...
desire...to please
On the edge of...seventeen
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
Well then suddenly...
there was no one...left standing
In the hall...yeah,yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer...
Up the stairs...and down the hall
Not to find an answer...
just to hear the call
Of a nightbird...singing...
come away...come away...
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
Well I hear you in the morning...
and I hear you...
At nightfall...
sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable...to hear you...
my love...
I'm a few years older than you...
are (I'm a few years older than you) my love
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby...ooo...said ...(repeat)