环过她的肩,“她说你笛子现在吹的很好,不要荒废了。”
那天在医院尹亦走后,流夏思前想后,录了一盘自己吹的笛曲寄给了尹亦,是日记中没起的伊藤忍最喜欢对她吹的曲子。无论如何算是安慰她,也是安慰自己。只是……
纤指慢慢划过那些微凉的音键,她心思有些恍惚,“我没想到 …… ”
“她是真的在乎你的。”把她的头揽到胸前,迹部缓缓的说。至今犹记得那个女人站在自己面前,一贯强势的脸上满是掩饰不住的伤感,“我没有好好待她,以后大概也补偿不了,希望你能好好对她”,说出这话时,她眼角似乎有泪,只是一直忍着没有落下。
“吹一曲,好不好?”他伏在她耳边,低低的说。这样忧伤的表情,他不喜欢。
“你想听什么?”流夏抬起头问他。
“随你喜欢。”
流夏想了想,说道:“好。”起身对着他站好,长笛横起,她认真的道:“要好好听。”
“好”迹部笑着点点头。
For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the vrrong that you made right
For every dream you made e true
For all the love I found in you
I'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through
Through it all
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn
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