紾藏版1八Я影視ρó18んυЬ.cóм                                                                                                             下午还是继续开会，顾烟打起jing神，听着看着自己一点也不感兴趣的东西，不时的走神，又及时的拉回来，在笔记本上涂涂写写。                                                                                                             终于结束时，已经天黑。                                                                                                             h易他们缠着容岩一定要去共进晚餐，顾烟实在是反胃中午的那顿，又觉得头昏昏的，就跟杰西卡商量能不能不去，杰西卡也知道她今天累坏了，找了林远替她去参加，就放她走了。                                                                                                             顾烟长出一口气，按了电梯下去拿车。                                                                                                             过了下班的点，电梯里一个人也没有，顾烟按了键就靠在后面的电梯壁上闭目休息。读书时最烦理科，听到都会不耐烦，现在被b着和这些数字设计打交道，真的是累人。                                                                                                             可是这样一天忙绿下来，她渐渐有了生活充实的感觉，以前每天无所事事时，时光仿佛是静止的。现在，她真切的感觉到，她是一个二十六的nv子，青春飞逝，时光悠长。                                                                                                             顾烟想着琐事，忽然觉得奇怪，这电梯怎么还没有到，反而像是在往上升。她睁开眼一看，还真的是在往上走。                                                                                                             眼看数字越来越大，顾烟恨不得掰开门跳下去。可是只能想想，电梯叮咚一声，不出她所料，停在了十九层。                                                                                                             门一开，梁飞凡挺拔的身躯站在那里。                                                                                                             顾烟暗自嘲笑他，幼稚。                                                                                                             明明有专用电梯——想起专用电梯，她的脸红了起来。                                                                                                             梁飞凡仿佛没看到她一样，走进来，也不和她说话，按下楼层就背对着她站着。                                                                                                             电梯的狭小空间里沉默一片。                                                                                                             顾烟盯着电梯上闪烁的红字，一层层的往下，好了，就快了。                                                                                                             到了停车场，门一开，梁飞凡率先走出去，从头到尾，连个招呼都没打。                                                                                                             顾烟气呼呼的打开车门坐进去，发动了车子就要走。这时，前面忽然嘭的一声巨响。                                                                                                             她大惊失se，拉开保险带下车，连忙冲过去。                                                                                                             真的是梁飞凡的车，撞上了柱子，前盖翻起，冒着白烟。顾烟几乎是扑过去，惊慌未定的绕到驾驶室，拉开车门去看他怎么样了。                                                                                                             梁飞凡坐在驾驶位上，绑着安全带，手抵着方向盘，应该是没有受伤。看见顾烟，他还是那副冷冷的样子，皱眉，“有事么？”                                                                                                             顾烟一口气噎的气管都疼，放开车门直起身子，b他更冷：“没事。”                                                                                                             梁飞凡看都不看她，掏出手机，“允之，我在停车场出了点小事故，你下来一趟好么？”                                                                                                             顾烟抱着肩，左手偷偷掐着右手的臂弯处，冷冷的看着他语气温柔的喊另一个nv子的名字。                                                                                                             “还有什么话要和我说吗？”梁飞凡下车，站到她面前。                                                                                                             顾烟摇头。                                                                                                             “那你还站在这里g什么？”梁飞凡的语气更为恶劣了几分。