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看起了电影。 “In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end” 伴着独白，陈晗开了瓶汽水，气泡随之沉浮，在水中盛开了一次烟花。 “There was no end” 透明的汽水随着喉结的滚动在口腔中炸开，有些呛人，却又恰到好处。 “What I did was not see was where the whole thing came to an end” 放下汽水，陈晗察觉出了不对劲。 明明刚刚醒来，为什么竟又有些犯困。 电视的声音持续着，缓缓而来的声音如同诱人的催眠。 画面转到深蓝的大...