第(2/11)节                                                                                                  书房里，各种各样的书丢地，顾烟正蹲在墙角，头埋在膝盖上，静静地，不知道是不是在哭。自从来以后，梁飞凡好几次看到过样的场景，可是每次看到，还是会很心疼。                                                                                                            听到他的脚步声，顾烟抬起头，看见是他，抿着嘴微微笑笑。                                                                                                            梁飞凡在身边蹲下，微笑着看着，把手里的通知书给。大红的通知书好像刺伤顾烟的眼，神se凄惶起来，飞快的拿过通知书下远远的扔开。                                                                                                            “怎么？”梁飞凡温柔的问。顾烟半没有话，他耐心的等着。                                                                                                            “我……不想去。”终于低声的开口。其实，是不能去。那所学校，在和某人约定好起白头到老的那座城市。                                                                                                            梁飞凡不以为意的笑，“好，不去。那你想去哪座学校？告诉我。”他轻轻0的头发，柔声问。                                                                                                            顾烟咬着唇，眼眶里蒙层雾气，“哪里……哪里都可以的吗？”                                                                                                            梁飞凡微笑着，肯定的头。                                                                                                            顾烟困惑的看着他，不懂，个对千般柔情万般包容的，是从哪里忽然冒出来的？之前对梁飞凡三个字的印象，只限于他高大英俊的形象和之骄的身份。可是那场噩梦醒来，他就忽然在身边。陪着伤心，陪着安静。就好像他们已经熟识多年，无需语言。                                                                                                            “想好么？”梁飞凡和缓的问。顾烟听着他磁x的声音，无缘无故的就哭。                                                         
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