抓着，隐隐绰绰的古怪声?音在耳边响起来。

“······小钟！伊伊！！······”

“······海里······”

谁在说话？钟杨动?作顿住，他翻过身趴在巨树上，屏息去捕捉细碎的震荡波。

“······嘴上都是血······伤成这样？”

“······拉住他！”