第(2/9)节                                  梁飞凡放下毛巾去客厅，倒了水来给她。                                                                                                            他看着她皱着眉吞药片，她是不喜欢吃药的，可她更不愿意怀孩子，或者说，不愿意怀他的孩子。                                                                                                            “肚子饿吗？”他按压心头的翻滚，接过她的水杯喝了一口，柔声问她。                                                                                                            顾烟卷着被子躺下，“恩，我要吃炒饭。”                                                                                                            “恩。”梁飞凡0她的头发，“躺着，好了叫你。”                                                                                                            顾烟眯着眼，心安理得的躺着，点点头。                                                                                                            他轻手轻脚的出去。                                                                                                            嘭！咣当！                                                                                                            顾烟被一阵响声吵醒，好几秒才反应过来，是厨房里的声音。                                                                                                            “飞凡？”她套上t恤，出去看他。                                                                                                            梁飞凡蹲在地上，右手捂着左手。                                                                                                            “怎么了？”她急忙过去，抓他的手来看。                                                                                                            “痛。”梁飞凡低低的说。     
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