试一下dreamily续写，第二人称视角，短篇记叙文(11)
と思う。しかし、それはおそらく遅すぎるかもしれません。なぜなら、この少女という名前の人は誰でも長い間死んでいたからです。彼は静かにため息をつき、それが床に落ちていた彼の電話を見つけるために見回します。
彼はそれを拾って、時間が12 : 30を読むのを見るために、スクリーンをロック解除します。
【此处仅提供日文副本】
It's just past noon, why isn't he awake yet? He wonders to himself.
He puts the phone down and goes to sit on the sofa. He leans forward to put his elbows on his knees, resting his chin upon his knuckles as he stares blankly at nothing.
He remembers how much his mom loved flowers.
刚过中午，他怎么还没醒?他暗自纳闷。
他放下电话，坐在沙发上。他身体前倾，把胳膊肘支在膝盖上，下巴靠在指关节上，茫然地望着什么。
他记得他的妈妈有多喜欢花。
Roses. He remembered her wearing white blouses and skirts with those white roses pinned on the lapels, always accompanied by those blue eyes that were framed with red glasses and pink hair.
彼はそれを拾って、時間が12 : 30を読むのを見るために、スクリーンをロック解除します。
【此处仅提供日文副本】
It's just past noon, why isn't he awake yet? He wonders to himself.
He puts the phone down and goes to sit on the sofa. He leans forward to put his elbows on his knees, resting his chin upon his knuckles as he stares blankly at nothing.
He remembers how much his mom loved flowers.
刚过中午，他怎么还没醒?他暗自纳闷。
他放下电话，坐在沙发上。他身体前倾，把胳膊肘支在膝盖上，下巴靠在指关节上，茫然地望着什么。
他记得他的妈妈有多喜欢花。
Roses. He remembered her wearing white blouses and skirts with those white roses pinned on the lapels, always accompanied by those blue eyes that were framed with red glasses and pink hair.
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