拿第二颗，耳边却突然响起沈耀的声音。
“少吃些吧。”
“多想一下自己的身体。”
莫名其妙的，元燦突然笑出了声。
这种很平常的关心，她居然是从沈耀嘴里听到的。
而不是自己的亲生父母。
她的手开始不自觉颤抖，但她坚持着把第二颗药放了回去，又把第一颗药放了进去。
今晚，只吃褪黑素。
睡前元燦习惯性地看时间，手表不在，只能看手机，结果手机显示收到了几条信息。这个时间点，会给她发消息的人……
元燦解了锁。
是沈耀的语音。
“All men have the stars, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You – you alone – will have the stars as no one else has them…”
“元燦，晚安，祝好梦。”
“明天见。”
元燦默默听完，然后按下录音键，“明天见，晚安，沈耀。”