他用着她給他的情信，用乾玫瑰卷成了手捲煙。他純熟地拿出火機點燃了煙草起來，煙燻的玫瑰香中混雜著大麻味隨著他的呼吸混入空氣中。他身旁的啤酒罐早已空空如也，啤酒味夾雜煙草香將海旁的空氣帶來一種韻味。此時，微微細雨下了起來，淚水和雨水在他的臉上縱橫交錯。他將載滿他和她回憶的箱子投進大海，箱子隨著一波波的海浪潛了下去。他將口袋中的手槍掏出，對準自己的太陽穴，扣下板機。手捲煙應聲落地，雨水也將它的火焰澆滅。他的血液也將地板染血，雨水也將鮮紅的地板沖淡，變成一片玫紅玫紅的。
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