传来，迷幻又温馨，像诗人吟唱的温柔嗓音，唱得盛夏迷迷糊糊的就睡着了。
“Flightless Bird，Ameribsp;Mouth
I was a quibsp;wet boy
diving too deep for s
All of your street light eyes
wide on my pstibsp;toys”
他做了个梦，梦醒之后惆怅了很久，有点分不清梦境和现实，抓着尤远喊了声“哥”就没后文了。
“Then when the cops closed the fair
I bsp;my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
and called for you everywhere
Have I found you”
不知道循环了第几遍，音响里还在放着那首歌，末尾的几句歌词无比契合盛夏曾经的心声，让他怅然若失了好久。
——到处呼唤你的名字，可我找到你了吗？
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