第(1/9)节     日子就这么地过了两天，似乎那人也不清楚我偷偷地在点名单上动的那一点小手脚，反正我就是一个打酱油路过的娃，甚安全。                                                                                                            周五的晚上，通常nv生寝室都会处于一种躁动不安的氛围内，尤其是那大一刚进校的菜鸟。                                                                                                            在z大，有个不成文的习惯，每周五晚上六点半开始，师生活动中心的五楼会都会一个舞会。                                                                                                            在刚进学校的时候，我也曾经是舞会的ai好分子。                                                                                                            没办法，那个时候多少还带着点萝莉气息，还做着在舞会上遇见一个白马王子型号的人物，他能够执起我的手，翩翩起舞。                                                                                                            等到在学校混了一个月之后，我不得不承认，幻想很美好，现实忒残酷，会在舞会上出现的，绝对不是王子，顶多就是白马而已。                                                                                                            所以现在的我，练就了面对舞会心如止水的地步。                                                                                                            “阿墨，你觉得那件好看？”                                                                                                            沈依依一手抓着一件衣服，在自己身上b划着，一边回过了头瞅着我问着。                                                                                                            对于沈依依来说，周末日，约会日。今天晚上的她打算和她家小亮子去压马路，也真为难她在九月初这种还处于三十来度高温天气还有心情逛街。                                                                                                            “什么都不穿最好。”                                                                                            
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