第(3/11)节                                                    滴眼泪掉下去，梁飞凡的心上就好像划开道口。过好久还只是哭，梁飞凡叹口气，伸手把小小的搂过来，轻轻抱搁在怀里，拍着的背轻轻的哄。顾烟呆呆的靠着他的x口，肆意的哭到嗓哑掉。                                                                                                            “不要哭。想怎么样都告诉。顾烟，有在，想怎么样都可以。”他素来冷酷的眉眼柔和成最温吞的画，安静的午后有风微微的吹动窗帘，yan光就跳跳的在地板上游戏，古se古香的书房里片温馨，墙角搂着的那对年轻，跳进时光的空格般，成为甜蜜的细小回忆。                                                                                                            开学的前一天，顾烟在自己房里收拾要带去学校的衣物行李。梁飞凡敲敲门走进来，倚在的梳妆台上，微笑着看胡乱的收拾，“还是想要住宿舍？”                                                                                                            顾烟的动作个停顿，抬头看看他，“不……可以吗？”                                                                                                            梁飞凡被可怜兮兮的眼神击，su的动都不想动，他对笑笑，：“随你高兴。想住校就先住着，什么时候不愿住，告诉我，再接你回来。好不好？”                                                                                                            顾烟默然头，继续东件西件的往箱里塞衣服。梁飞凡看会儿，实在是忍俊不禁。懒懒的走过去，把她箱里的衣服都倒在床上。亲自动手件件的叠好，再分门别类的放进行李箱。                                                                                                            他动作很快，俨然有些军队的利落之风在里面。顾烟时恍惚，想起某个也有着俊朗侧脸的少年，眼神顿时黯淡下来。                                                                                                            梁飞凡把夏秋两季的衣服整理出来，叠好放进箱里，布料容易皱的统统卷起来，整齐的排列在最上方。“厚衣服先放在里，等到气冷给送过去，好不好？”                                                                                                            他盖上箱，转脸看到立在那里愣愣的掉眼泪，心里顿时ch0u。                                                                                               
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