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                                                                                                                                                                那位坐着的美丽而夺目的女子，就是米迦勒自己，而她的身后，那个高大俊朗的男子，正用手轻轻地抚摸着米迦勒的翅膀，他的脸不知为什么，变的有些朦胧。
                                                                                                                                                                他是……
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                米迦勒用手捂着头，似乎正在进入她自己都不想开启的记忆之中，显得有些痛苦。
                                                                                                                                                                “米迦勒……”脑海中的男子开口轻轻呼唤着她的名字，这个声音却像是从自己的心里发出的，透过她的身体在湖面上一遍又一遍的迴荡着，掀起一波又一波的涟漪。
                                                                                                                                                                非常熟悉而亲近的感觉，这是她永远也不会忘记的声音……
                                                                                                                                                                脚下，米迦勒的倒影突然像有了生命一般，慢慢地从湖面下顺着米迦勒的腿升了起来。
                                                                                                                                                                “呃？！……这是？……”这是另一个自己，在用相同的脸，相同的眼睛在看着她，盘绕着自己的身体缓缓而上，不同的是，那冰冷的触感。
                                            

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