被长途客车抛下，在某偏僻的丁字路口等了近一个小时，才看到爸爸，橙红色砍袖T恤依旧。
吃饭的时候，除了谈谈工作情况、姥姥做的鱼、姥姥要回北海以外，问到钱的事，我偶然间来了句：“怎么样，没做啃老族吧！”爸爸用力地首肯：“没错！”
面对姥姥的一夜白头，我又一次只能选择逃避。那些无从诉说的欲望和绝望，像呐喊着蔓延的藤条，搜刮不幸的受害者，引向心中的幽深暗渠。在外闯荡的日子，承受能力有所增强，但毕竟还是轻薄和幼稚。味同嚼蜡的日子，渐渐理解了一些令人恐慌的事实，撕扯开虚伪，令人不安和难受。是不是只有旷世奇才和绝世傻瓜才有真正坦率的权利？
回家。回到永远只有下午的卧室，铿锵有力的EVA组曲依旧弥散。那些我爱过的恨过的，难以磨灭的记忆中的悲美，是不是我一直没有理会的温柔？今天偶尔想起些旧事，然已不再追忆故人。
I am just to forget you
once there was summer of color crimson lake
all it took to confess was a word
all it took to express is a kiss
when love is young between us
I wasn't too pride to wait for carrousels
you whispered you would make me a day
like no day had been in my life
you let me feel I was turned on
you made me feel I was only one
you made me feel I was loved by the whole world
I never said I was in love
you never held me in your arms
never made love, we never dared to
I am just about to forget you
once there was winter of color horizon blue
all I knew, you were there beside me
all I saw, our shadows on the path
I love you so, still I kown I do
I trust you so, yet I kown I do
I want you so, ture I like ice, ture I like fire
to keep my mind sharp and bright
to keep my heart cold and tight
to keep my love alone and free
I shall leave
Love Antipue