等西姆勒歌德醒来的时候，发现爱德华兹米娅正站在自己身前不知所措......
    一股不好的感觉涌上心头......
    “mia,whathaveyoudonetomybody?whenidied?”
    ps：“米娅，你是不是又对我的身体做了什么在我死亡的时候”
    爱德华兹米娅抿了抿嘴唇。
    “just...justnowisaidthatafteritookouttheforceps...ihelpedyousewit.asaresult...ithealedpletely...”
    ps：“刚......刚刚我说把手术钳取出来之后......帮......帮你缝一下，结果......结果就完全愈合了......”
    “so...istherethreadonmychestnow?”
    ps：“所以说......现在我的胸膛上在穿着线吗”
    爱德华兹米娅就像一只啄米的小鸡，疯狂的点着头......
    西姆勒歌德：“!$!$#!#$!#!#!$!$!$!$!$!#$!#$#%!#$%#$%#$%#$%%$%$%$&%&&%&
    everydayonlinelookingatthementsareaemptyheartalsolackalotofthings.
    hopetomunicatewithyou...discuss...orhaveanysuggestions,addabranchplot?rolelinkage?allthesecanbeha
    even,yousaid,“ah...thiswritingissopoor!it'simpossibletoseethis
    allright.iwillacceptitandimproveit.iwillstrivetobeeanovelthateveryonecanreadatallcosts
    pleaseeverybody!bringatmospheretoyouxun'smentarea!
    youxunthankshere.