那原应是个游戏却成了意识的融合当天空的缺口被打开他们想知道谁会让雨停下。 “好了,特雷沃,把你的芯片借给我,好吗?” 特雷沃转过身,背对着路易伦,胳膊抱在胸前: “不借。” “噢,借一下吧,”路易伦带着装出来的哭腔苦苦哀求着,“我们一人玩一会儿。求求你了,我的记忆信用卡环了。特雷沃,好哥儿们,行行好吧?” 特雷沃转身面对着路易伦,胖鼓鼓的脸颊红彤彤的: That was supposed to be a game but a fusion of minds. When the gap in the sky was opened, they wondered who stopped the rain. “Well, Trevor, lend your chip to me, okay?” Trevor turned around, back to Louis, with arms around his chest: “ Oh, let’s borrow it, ”cried Louis with tears in her outfit.“ We play alone for a while. I beg you, my memory credit card is ringing. Trevor, good guys, OK! ? ”Trevo turned to face Louis, the ghastly cheeks glowing: