非常期待Caine的喜剧表演，但她今晚一个字也没听进去。偶尔地，她的神智回归身体，会听到他低沉的笑声，然后又开始幻想一些少儿不宜的画面。 傅谈笑忽然感到手被Alex捏了一下，原来是Caine在和观众互动，不知怎地偏偏选中了她。 她很快回过神，听见Caine问，“What’s?your?name,?young?lady?” “Tanxiao.” “You?are?Chinese.” “That’s?right.” “What?does?your?name?mean?in?Chinese?” “It’s plicated,?but?I’ll?put?it?this?way.?It?means?being?calm?while?everybody?shit?their?pants.” 大厅里的观众爆发出响亮的笑声。 “What?an?annoyingly?cool?name!?What?about?you,?this?gentleman?over?here.?You?two?are?together,?I?presumeWhat’s?your?name?”?Caine笑着看向Alex。 “To?answer?your?first?question,?I?think?so,?sir.?As?to?the?second?question,?my?name?is?Alex,?which?is?equally?annoying,?because?it?means?a?strong?and?sexy?guy.”?说完Alex回过头冲她挤了一下眼睛。 这一次大厅里除了爆笑，还响起了口哨声。Caine故意作出“受不了你俩”的表情走开了。之后Caine好像还开了一些观众名字的玩笑，但是傅谈笑的心思已经飘远了，是她听错了吗？他刚才好像说他们两个是“together”？ Alex搂住她，轻佻地咬了一下她的耳垂,?“You?never?told?me?how?cool?your?name?was.?Bad?girl.” “You?didn’t?say?you?were?strong?and?sexy?either.”?她挑起眉，反驳道。 “It?goes?without?saying.”?他眨眼。 晚上10点半，他们手牵手走在King’s?Cross地铁站外面宽阔的广场。在伦敦1月的寒风里，他们一人吃一个甜筒，不时地停下来接吻。空气里好像有甜得化不开的旖旎。 “I?am?a?happy?man.”?Alex扔掉甜筒抱着她，下颌蹭着她的头顶。 “Sit.?I’ll?sing?you?a?song.”?傅谈笑拉着Alex坐在一张长椅上，唱起了Honey?Honey的Thursday?Night。 “I’m?sitting?here?with?you?tonight.?You?make?an?awful?pretty?sight.?Since?it's?just?us?two?tonight,?I?think?that?we?should?screw?tonight. “I’m?feeling?kinda?stuck?tonight.?An?old?jukebox?with?a?neon?light.?I?bit?down?on?my?luck?tonight.?I?think?that?we?should?fuck?tonight. “It’s?not?that?I'm?just?using?you,?you?just?look?like?you?need?it?too,?and?when?that?sun es?rolling?through,?we'll?have?done?what?we?came?to?do. “It’s?just?me?and?you?tonight.?I?got?no?bark?and?I?got?no?bM.ｚＧXXＨ.orｇ