home……”
有人低声啜泣,也有人温言安慰。
叶筱颜转身抱住周宇,满脸泪痕。
“I
"ll
soon
be
free
from
earthly
trial,
This
body
rest
in
the
old
church
yard,
I
"ll
dro
this
cross
of
self—denial,
And
go
singing
home
to
god……”
陆谨言背靠凉亭石柱,轻轻转动手中酒杯。
星月辉光洒在红酒里,微微晃动,渐渐破碎,像是黎明前晦暗的微光融进了浓稠血液里。
“I
"m
going
there
to
see
my
savior,
I
"m
going
there,
no
more
to
roam,