镶嵌在灰色墙壁里的深灰色挂钟,指向了深夜两点。这个夜晚,仿佛和多年来无数个深夜都没有任何不同,他慵懒地窝在沙发里,面容消瘦而疲惫,而穿着玫瑰红的棉布长裙,金黄的长发随意绾在脑后的她,端坐在矮矮的方凳上,修长的腰肢使劲地挺直着。长达2万字的论文,只剩下最后一页了,她的眼神因此变 Dark gray wall clock inlaid in gray wall, pointing to two points late at night. This night, as if many years and countless late at night there is no difference, he lazy nest in the sofa, thin and tired face, and wearing a red cotton dress, the golden hair at random behind her, Sitting on the short side of the bench, slender waist straight up straight. Up to 20,000 words of paper, leaving only the last page, and her eyes so changed