唱歌，”沈渡说，“行么？”
“行，”司南哼笑，冲他吐了个烟圈，连上手机蓝牙，找了个伴奏放开，是首英文歌，“有什么不行的。”
沈渡听到伴奏的时候轻轻挑了下眉稍，无声笑了下，往后靠在椅背，目光静静落在司南脸上，没说自己最近在单曲循环这首歌，这种感觉很微妙，他喜欢的歌，此时此刻是眼前这人在给他唱。
Pour me pour me another drink
给我再来一杯酒
Cause I don't wanna feel a thing
因为我想醉得不省人事
No more hell naw
不愿感受痛
I just want to sip til the pain wears off
我只想一醉解千愁
Pour me pour me another round
再给我来一杯酒
Line em up and knock em down
把酒满上消灭痛苦
Two more let's go
再来两杯
Cause I ain't ever happy like this before
因为我从未如此开心过
Think of him all the time.
时刻想起他
Wear a ring without him
没有他我也不想戴戒指
Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar
不想去ktv
't sing without him
没有他我唱不了
So make them drinks strong
所以只好与烈酒为伴
Cause he only see from afar and not touch at close range.
因为他只可远观不可亵玩
To remind myself
为了提醒自己
I'm gonna need some whiskey glasses
我必须喝点威士忌
Cause I'm ready to
因为我蠢蠢欲动
He is sitting opposite me at the moment.
此刻他正坐在我对面
Watg me
看着我
I'm need some whiskey glasses
我需要点威士忌
stay rational
保持理智
For keep an eye on him
为了能一直看着他
I'm need a double shot of that heartbeat proof