这种恐惧来源于他和莫淮现在这样尴尬的胶着，也来源于内心深处对卫桥渴望不可及的微妙情感。

“你走吧，我到那边去逛逛。”看见莫淮还想说点什么，程若连忙强调：“一个人。”

“好吧，过几天我再来找你，你好好照顾自己。”莫淮不放心地交代了几句，两步一回头地走向停在路边的车子，程若受不了他的注视，匆匆地转身往人群里扎。

这下全乱套了，和卫桥的感情还没梳理好，莫淮又突然从天而降插了一腿，程若本来就很困惑了，现在简直就像想摸着石头过河却连石头都摸不着，只好一个人傻乎乎地站在河中央吹冷风一样。

路过音像店，门口用来宣传的电视正放着v，程若听见熟悉的旋律，忍不住驻足。从前没仔细听的歌词，此时缓缓地在屏幕上滚动着，冷眼面对熙攘的行人，自顾自地讲述着一个灰色的故事。

don't leave hangg，

a city so dead，

held up so high，

on such a breakable thread，

you were all the thgs i thought i knew，

and i thought we uld be。

you were everythg, everythg that i wanted，

ere ant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it。

and all of the ories, so close to , jt fade away。

all this ti you were pretendg，

so uch for y happy endg。

it's nice to know that you were there，

thanks for actg like you cared，

and akg feel like i was the only one。