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一周过去了,没有男人的电话。她设想过种种可能,意外?厌倦?有了新情人?嘿,她居然想到了“情人”这个词。刚到咖啡厅的老位子,他们共同的一个朋友打来电话。闲谈中她淡淡地问起男人,似乎是不经意的,友人也很随意,道:“他和以前一样,进公司、谈业务、看书看碟,和从前没两样。”她挂了电话,有一丝淡淡的愤怒,似乎落入了某个不入流的圈套,她想起了她看过的一些让人陷入无法摆脱的圈套的电影。
One week passed without a man’s call. She envisioned all kinds of possibilities, accidents? Tired? With new lovers? Hey, she actually thought of the word “lover.” Arrived in the old cafe seat, a friend of mine called them together. She chatted gently asked the man, seems casual, friends are also very casual, said: “He, as before, into the company, talk about business, read the book to see the dish, and no difference.” "She hung up the phone, There was a faint anger that seemed to have fallen into some influx of snares that reminded her of some of the movies she had ever seen trapped in an irresistible trap.