便利店不是因为我才开到深夜;下雨带伞只是从前被淋太多次有了教训;我还是可以找到你,但你并不属于我。1我第一次接到顾承和电话的时候,周围嘈杂的环境将他青涩的声音过滤得更加干净。当时的ktv里,同事声嘶力竭地唱着情歌给不相关的人听,仿佛只需要一个树洞将突然断了的爱情倾诉至尽。 It was not because of me that the convenience store was open until late at night; to rain the umbrella was only taught too many times before; I could still find you, but you did not belong to me. 1 When I first received Gu Cheng and my phone call, the noisy environment around me filtered his green voice cleaner. At that time, ktv, colleagues hoarsely singing love songs to unrelated people, as if only need a tree hole will be suddenly broken love talk to do.