“冇有<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833511/12786725/-703744434234555997.png)'></span>”黑夜裡<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833511/12786725/-703744434234555997.png)'></span>我仍能看到他那雙曜石普通的眸子<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833516/12786725/5705722259982224762.png)'></span>玉兒的眼睛<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833516/12786725/5705722259982224762.png)'></span>長得就像他<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833506/12786725/9025438136264637120.png)'></span>我伸脫手<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833516/12786725/5705722259982224762.png)'></span>悄悄刻畫著他的眉眼<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833516/12786725/5705722259982224762.png)'></span>他握住我的手<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833516/12786725/5705722259982224762.png)'></span>低語：“彆鬨<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143833506/12786725/9025438136264637120.png)'></span>”