2020年1月16日

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2020年1月7日

1Q84


"She quietly stretched out a hand, and Tango took it. The two of them stood there, side by side, as one, wordlessly watching the moon over the buildings. Until the newly risen sun shone upon it, robbing it of its nighttime brilliance. Until it was nothing more than a gray paper moon, hanging in the sky."

結局覺得鬥陣俱樂部i met you at a very strange time in my life,覺得那牽手那月亮揪甘心。

在公園滑梯青豆握起天吾的手,讀得我內心海波浪。怎麼會被這樣不切實際的浪漫感動呢,可能投影的也是心底深深當年那個站在L面前的小女生。

也是二十年了欸。祝好。

"Wasn't better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a small, yet vital flame that warmed them to their core--a tiny flame to cup one's hands around and protect them from the wind, a flame that the violent winds of realities might easily extinguish."

其實如果可以的話。