”
哲
脸坏笑
凑过去，手却伸到夏冉
腰带
，先是试探
挠了挠，又忽抓住，夏冉个激灵差点从座位
跌去。
“我唱，唱……”
Hello darkness, my old friend
I\'ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”
夏冉听着自己的声音，突然觉得这
从小听到
的歌似乎有种陌
感。直以来沉浸其
的平静心绪恍然变成了层
彩斑斓的油墨，被这如塘绿
的旋律
斥于，再也无
融其间。
“我
绍几歌给你。”
哲拿起夏冉手机，找到Sam Tsui的专辑。
“之前听到这个专辑，个华
唱的，翻唱都很经典。听听看。”
“《Hold It Against Me》？”
“闭
听就是了。”
“If I said my heart was beating loud, if we could escape the crowd somehow, if I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me……”
哲小声哼着，边哼边靠近夏冉。
“这歌这么不正经……”
夏冉微微睁，正撞哲的直视，赶紧又闭睛。嘴角却淡淡凹陷扬，
慢慢偏到窗外，不禁
笑意。
☆、
16 章
回到南京。飞机，迎面的寒风冻得哲直打哆嗦。夏冉赶紧从行李箱
找
羽绒外套给哲披。
“我可不穿这个，穿得跟个煤球似的，太难看。”
哲急忙躲开，
打了个喷嚏。
“你穿不穿？瞧你那样，鼻涕都快淌成秦淮河了，还在乎什么好不好看。”
夏冉抻开外套，站着不
，脸严肃盯着哲。哲跑了几步回，僵持了几秒，还是走了回来，背向夏冉张开手臂，夏冉把外套盖了去。穿好袖子后，又转到哲正面
