她顫抖著手接過許願瓶，努力平靜卻無法遏製雙手的顫抖。
這，大抵是慕容璽給她唯一的遺物了。
他給過她很多東西，溫暖，包容，愛情，痛苦，但沒有一樣是實質的……
她輕輕地抽出容璽寫下的紙條，漂亮張揚的容璽，每次都拿全校倒數第一的容璽，他其實是當之無愧的天才，而他的字更是極其好看的，龍飛鳳舞，意氣風發，透過那些墨水，仿佛能看到當年那個妖孽華麗的少年。
他說：hen you
are old
and grey
and
fullsleep,
nd
noddingthe
fire, take
down this
book,
nd slowly
read, and
dreamthe
soft look
Your eyes
had once,
andtheir
shadows
deep;
How many
loved your
momentsglad
grace,
nd loved
your
beauty
with love
falsetrue,
But one
man loved
the
pilgrim
oulyou,
nd loved
the
sorrowsyour
changing
face;
nd bending
down
beside the
glowing
bars,
Murmur, a
little
sadly, how
Love fled
nd paced
upon the
mountains
overhead
nd hid his
face
amirowdstars.
美麗的詩句，赫然是葉芝的那首when
you are