「我有些话想跟你说…」黑发男人用他漂亮的灰蓝se睛直面那对棕se睛，缓缓开。

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他脸se更白了。黑发男人不自觉的抬手0着他的侧脸，他发现总是站在他背後的吉他手似乎消瘦了一。他明明应该注意到的。

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「你才是那个三来敲别人房门的人。」toy亲吻了他的手将它移动回酒杯上。

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他们相互敲响了晶杯，将杯中的酒一饮而尽，金发男人将靠在歌手的肩膀上，就像表演的时候一样，不过现在没有人在看，这里只有他们彼此。

或许现在就是时候。ada心里想着，他清楚明白自己只是需要一个能让他安心的答案。在他看来toy似乎没有发现他的异样，持续跟自己在世界各地表演，他们在某首歌中戏谑亲吻的行为也没有因此而停止，甚至每个吻还变得更了。