站在房门外的四个人，都陷入的深思······
“我觉得她不是！”忍足侑士轻声说道。
“她不可能只记得那一场比赛，我相信她认识不二也是因为那场比赛，因为日美比赛不二是单打二号！”忍足侑士继续说着。
“她如果忘就会全忘，她怎么会单单只记得那场比赛？”忍足侑士转头看向艾伯特，看向幸村精市······
“我同意！”幸村精神轻声应道，只是他的手全颤抖着握起······
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“砰砰砰······”
欧阳晨笛紧皱眉，翻了个身继续睡觉。
“砰砰砰······”
扯过被子，盖住头！
“滴滴滴滴······”
“滴滴滴滴滴······”
“烦死了！”欧阳晨笛气愤的掀开被子，接过电话，“有完没完了？”
“现在几点了？赶紧给我出来！”保罗·吉格吼道。
欧阳晨笛立即从床上坐起来，第一反应就是去看挂在墙上的钟表，四点······
揉了揉眼睛，还是四点！