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吃完饭后,小菊端了一杯茶水上来。                                                                                程云朔看着那一杯每日熟悉的茶,“你这几日这么忙还给我晒茶?”                                                                                “这又不妨事,世子喝得好就好。”李碧娢笑道。                                                                                烛火映照下,李碧娢连日夜巡带上的疲态尽显无疑,她己年逾三十,晚上皱纹格外明显,眼纹浮现,眼袋浮肿,两颊的皮肤更是下垂,嘴角出现两道极为明显的人字纹。                                                                                程云朔冷不丁看到她的老态,心头一跳。                                                                                他这个时候才意识到李碧娢原本年纪就比他大许多,男人比女人在衰老上要迟缓一些。                                                                                尤其是二三十岁这个时候。                                                                                程云朔依旧年轻,可李碧娢竟然己经老了。                                                                                他一时间怔愣,显然是没办法接受李碧娢变老这件事。                                                                                因为她一老,脸上完全不复他记忆里那个女人的模样。   
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