两年前看这剧写短评的时候不知道是因为刚分手丧的一逼新上门还是骨子里天生的悲观和叛逆满脑子F this ,F that,F the world 但看到James和Alyssa置之死地而后生面朝大海春暖花开的镜头总觉得这个世界可能会好一些会多一丝温柔 两年后当你我逐渐被现实五次三番压住头在地上摩擦摩擦的时候当你我认识到这该死的时代越发崩坏的时候希望我们即便带着满嘴的血水仍旧可以对这个世界和更多人嘶吼出:FUCK
What light is light if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy if Silvia be not by? Unless it be to think that she is by and feed upon the shadow of perfection. Except I be by Silvia in the night…there is no music in the nightingale. Unless I look on Silvia in the day…