“yesitis!”英国男人相当认同地，“peoplealwayshavethementalitythatit’sbadfordemocracy.buti’mlovingit,it’sfullofnewthings.”

男人怔了怔，抬看见了站在浅辰旁边的柏川，立即受若惊地和他握手：“nicetomeyoutoo!”

“hahahawhocaresaboutwomen.”英国男人看了看浅辰，“guysarealwaysfitter.”

完全听不懂了。

“really?ithoughtitwasbadforwomen.”

浅辰总算听懂了一，立刻抓抓脑袋：“thankyou.”

“ok.listentome.”英国男人用湛蓝的睛望着他，认真而缓慢地说，“youareveryverylovely,andcute.”

“mypleasure.”男人轻轻一笑，拿手机，在他面前晃了晃，“well…mayihaveyournumber,ifit’spossible?”

浅辰刚伸手想接他的手机，一只手就伸在了男人面前：“nicetomeyou.”

“哈哈哈哈。”听不懂。

“yourenglishsoundedquitegoodwhileyouwereacting.youevenhadaverystrongbritishaent.ithoughtyoucouldspeakenglish.”

“ithinkyou’reprtyfit(1).”

柏川轻声笑：“idon“twannadisappointyo

“yes,buti’mfromsouthofengnd.imovedherealonewheniwas16.”

“yeayeayea.”

“isthisthefirsttimeyouetoengnd?imighthaveseenyousomewhereelse.”

浅辰看了他一会儿终于面对现实：“noenglish,noenglish.”

“itisthefirsttimeheestolondon.iguesshelikesit.”柏川微微笑着，态度自信却相当有涵养，“areyoulivinghere?”

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浅辰双颊发红、面无表情地看着柏川，一坐回椅上等待烧烧熟自己。

“alittle,alittle.”

“londonissortofmulticulturalism,doyouthinkit’stoomuchhassletoworkhere?(2)”

不过真和柏川说的一样，正宗的英腔所有的“t”都省略了，所以念起来是断开的。