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                             她太了解他,等不到她,他不会离开。                                                                                苏韵叹口气,掀被起床。简单洗了把脸,把头发扎成一个马尾,穿上平日里穿的衣服,便去赴约。                                                                                她不知道傅明琰找她到底何事,但无论何事,一切都已经时过境迁,还有什么好谈的?                                                                                徒增伤感罢了。                                                                                那些执念,那些不甘,最终统统输给了现实。                                                                                公寓到对面小区的这条路并不算远,可她花了挺长时间。有那么一瞬,她真希望这条路是没有尽头的,她可以不用再去面对他。                                                                                但再不愿意,它还是到了终点。                                                                                傅明琰单手抄兜正立在花坛边抽烟,白色烟雾依依袅袅上升。                                                                                夜色吞噬了烟雾,也遮掩了他所有的情绪。                                                                                他脱掉了白大褂,穿着
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