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心里千疮百孔的,她找个方式释放自己压抑许久的情绪而已。                                                                                也就是苏韵,那些事摊到她身上,她大概早就崩溃。                                                                                “手机屏这么好看?”傅明琰已经坐到赵晶对面。                                                                                赵晶收起手机,见他打了三份饭菜,不好意思说道:“我小老婆不过来了,说是困,我一会儿打包带回宿舍。”                                                                                傅明琰用力握了握筷子,淡笑说:“女孩子老是上大夜班是受不了。”                                                                                “谁说不是,也不知道哪个缺德的,竟把她调去急诊。”赵晶叹口气开始吃饭。                                                                                傅明琰心不在焉的吃着,人在食堂,思绪早就飘出了很远。                                                                                宿舍里,苏韵醒后,再也睡不着,索性起床洗漱,晚上还要出去吃饭,她就敷了个面膜。                                                                                面膜还没揭下来,赵晶就提着饭晃晃悠悠回来了,把打包盒往她桌子上一搁,“大帅哥自作主张给你买的饭,看看合不合胃口。”                                                   
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