我睁开了眼睛，他弯下身亲了亲那个被香烟烫的小伤疤。 在午夜漆黑的房间里，我轻抚着他的脸庞，说道：“谢谢你。”

I openmy eyes and he bends down and kisses the little cigarette burn scar, and in thedim night light I touch his face.

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两年前，我在自己的生活中运用了他的技巧，这就是为何我发现自己在午夜站在一座桥上，盯着一个男人的眼睛看了四分钟。

Two years ago, I applied his technique in my own life, which is how I found myself standing on a bridge at midnight, staring into a man's eyes for four minutes.

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