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她以为分手,会在一带攀满常青藤的墙边,月亮是微湿的银钩,她微笑颔首:“好,保重。”转身离去,长风掀起她深烟灰红的大衣下摆,小蛮靴一步步,踏着苍凉。然而,事实却是两人拉拉扯扯的,在一家咖啡馆门口。她全是哭腔,却硬撑着:“你说清楚。”手死死揪着他不放,生怕一松手他会跑掉。他皱着眉,意识到周围好奇的打量,最后一次按捺:“我还有事,以后再联络。”她以为会痛,会如虫般咬噬大红锦缎,隐约黯淡而华美。她渐渐无言,清瘦,穿一条绕踝的缠绵花裙,抬头绽
She thought broke up, will be in the vicinity of the walls covered with ivy, the moon is a damp silver hook, she smiled and shouted: “Well, take care. ” Turn left, the wind off her deep fuchsia coat hem, small Pretty boots step by step, marching desolate. However, the fact is that the two are pulling apart, in front of a cafe. She was all crying, but hard propped: “You say hand tightly holding him, for fear of a let go he will run away. He frowned, aware of curiosity around the look, the last suppressed: ”I still have something to contact later. " She thought it hurts, will be like insects bite the big red brocade, faint dull and beautiful. She gradually speechless, lean, wearing a lingerie wrapped around the ankle, looked up