第(7/7)节                                                                                   梁飞凡扳过她的脸，凑的更近，嘴唇都几乎贴在一起，他熟悉的味道强烈的涌来，顾烟的眼泪几乎又要夺眶而出。梁飞凡似有似无的摩擦着她的嘴唇，“回答我的问题。”                                                                                                            顾烟推他，使足了劲也没有动的了半分，她倔强的低头沉默。                                                                                                            良久，梁飞凡冷笑一声，放开了她。他后退两步，抱着肩，目光如炬紧紧盯着她。                                                                                                            顾烟靠着门支持自己超负荷的身t。两个人都不说话，屋里便是si一样的寂静。                                                                                                            “我可以走了么？”顾烟在对视里败下阵来，冷冷的先开口发问。                                                                                                            梁飞凡仿佛要把她刻到心里去那样看着她。                                                                                                            顾烟等了一会还是没有听到他回答，一咬牙，开门走了出去。-
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