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                                      又像夜晚的海浪拍打着焦岩。                                                                                汹涌澎拜。                                                                                职业病的原因,苏韵下意识摸了摸耳朵,没戴听诊器啊。                                                                                可心跳的声音就是清晰到不行。                                                                                电话接通后,那边没有任何声音。                                                                                安静的令人窒息。                                                                                苏韵小声‘喂’了一声,又自报家门:“蒋先生您好,我是‘传闻半真’”半假两字还没出口,被就打断。                                                                                蒋慕承低沉的声音传来:“我知道。”                                                                                苏韵又是一怔,这声音不是一般的好听,有点像高速服务区遇到的那个男人。                                                                                然后又在心里狠狠鄙视了自己一番,都死到临头了,还想服务区的那个男人,除了她,也没谁了。                     
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