太低了，又去卧室把里面的懒人沙发搬来缩着坐在上面，刚刚的话题已经接不上了，没话聊气氛又容易僵，他左右望了一，看到了架上的蓝牙音箱，解放了一般的问余寻，“那你喜听歌吗？”

余寻跟着他视线望过去，看到了墙角的吉他，又看了十一，意思不言而喻，十一低笑了一，起把吉他抱了过来，问他：“你想听什么？”

余寻说：“你想到什么就弹好了，反正我也不懂。”

十一拨着弦想了想，刚准备弹又发现懒人沙发太了，人陷去手本不好动，又坐回地毯上，把吉他搁在上，调整了姿势就开始拨弦。他弹的是，是他中的时候听到的曲，但原曲听起来太寂寞了，他就去找了吉他谱自己弹给自己听。吉他的声音没有风笛那么悠扬，银要稍微低沉一些，听起来不像词里是独自回忆，像是在诉说。

十一弹的比较慢，唱的也很慢，第一句还是对着余寻的，第二句开始就低了，虽然歌词写的没什么，但在自己的房里唱my love这样的单词他突然就有些害羞，所以把神都集中在了看弦上。

Down by the salley gardens

My love and I did meet

She passed the salley gardens

With little snow-white feet

She bid me take love easy

As the le□□es grow on the tree

But I being young and foolish

With her would not agree

In a field by the river

My love and I did stand

And on my leaning shoulder

She id her snow-white hand

She bid me take life easy

As the grass grows on the weirs

But I was young and foolish

And now I\'m full of tears

Down by the salley gardens

My love and I did meet

She passed the salley gardens

With little snow-white feet

She bid me take love easy

As the le□□es grow on the tree

But I being young and foolish

With her would not agree

余寻听的很安静，到最后两句的时候十一才又看着余寻的脸唱，抬起就看到他睛里闪着温柔的光，十一

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