Ⅰ上个世纪20年代。上海。上了一上午课的徐志摩从外面回来,正好是陆小曼刚刚起床、对镜描妆的时候。徐志摩走到她的背后,手扶她的肩,望着并现在镜中的两张面孔,开了一句玩笑:“我们越长越像了。”陆小曼的梳子顿在了头上,答道:“我倒是希望……”话又停住不说了。“你倒是希望什么呢?”志摩先生催问 Ⅰ 20 years of the last century. Shanghai. On an hour class Xu Zhimo came back from the outside, just Lu Xiaoman just got up, when the mirror makeup look. Xu Zhimo came behind her, hand on her shoulder, looking and now in the mirror of the two faces, opened a joke: “The longer we look like.” Lu Xiaoman’s comb paused in his head, Replied: “I’d rather ... ” and stopped saying no. “What do you want?” Mr. Zhimo reminded