“嘿嘿,我就知道你是喜欢我的!翎翎,宝宝!宝贝!我给你念诗吧!我想念给你听的一级棒的诗!”
安云灏搂着单翎,音调迅变得深情而低沉:
“1ove
I1oveyou
noton1yforap>butforap>I1oveyou
noton1yforap>youhavemadeofyourse1f
butforap>youaremakingofme
I1oveyou
Forthepartofme
thatyoubringout,
I1oveyou
Forputtingyourhand
Intomyheaped-upheart
andpassingover
a11thefoo1ish,ap>
thatyounet’the1p
dim1yseeingthere,
andfordraingout
Intothe1ight
a11thebeautifu1be1ongings
thatnoonee1sehad1ooked
quitefarenoughtofind
I1oveyoubecauseyou
arehe1pingmetomake
ofthe1umberofmy1ife
notatavern
butatemp1e
outoftheorks
ofmyeveryday
notareproanetg
I1oveyou
benete
morethananycreed
nete
tomakemegood
andmorethananyfate
nete
tomakemehy。