不是的，我的心里，没有净土。
只有无边无尽的荒芜，腐烂生疮的土地上，是困住她一生的枷锁。
我想站在阳光下，可我站的地方没有阳光。
真田苓背靠在墙上，闭目呼吸，她此时好像已经忘了在地上半死不活的男人。
“会唱歌吗，工藤。”
“会的话，唱首歌给我听吧。”
工藤新一沉默一瞬，缓缓张口轻唱。
I"ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman"s control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don"t see myself upon that list
But she said， where"d you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk
I"m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I ca
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