我从来没有想过会在这么浪漫的氛围下跟人接吻，和上一次满手鱼腥味相b，完全就是不能b。                                                                                                             以前上网看风景照的时候，看到日本三四月间那漫天飞舞的樱花的时候，我想，如果如果哪一天能够和人在这种环境下亲密接触应该是一件很浪漫的事情，后来在看到某一部港台电视，看到里面男nv主角在一片梧桐落花下接吻也觉得很美。                                                                                                             每个nv人心中都有着一个幻想在，不仅仅是对接吻，更包括ai情。                                                                                                             这种场面，萌的人心肝脾肺肾都在疼。                                                                                                             “啧啧，阿墨你真不上镜，这表情扭曲的，感觉像是见到鬼似的。”                                                                                                             靳骐看着自己刚刚拍的照片，在那边嘀咕了一声。                                                                                                             “不过没关系，我看上去还是很帅。”靳骐笑了一声。                                                                                                             真厚脸皮，居然还自夸自己很帅的！我从鼻孔之中哼了一声表示对他的厚颜嗤之以鼻，但是随即地被他捏住了鼻子。                                                                                                             靳骐的手没戴手套，被风吹的冰凉冰凉的，当然我的脸也是，已经麻木的没有一点的感觉了，被靳骐这么捏着鼻子的时候，我都感觉不到疼了，反倒由生自己的鼻子会不会被冻脆了，嘎嘣一下被揪了下来的想法。                                                                                                             好吧，我的幻想能力又升级进化了。                                                                                                             “别哼了，再哼就成尔康了！”靳骐用力捏着我的鼻子，一点怜香惜玉都没有“变成尔康，我就不要你了。”                                                                                                             “在你不要我之前，我先不要你。”                                                                                                             我伸手扯下他捏着我鼻子的手，一边恶狠狠地说着一边作势要咬他，慌的他急忙收回了自己的手，开始讨饶。                                                                                                             “阿墨……”                                                                                                             靳骐叫着，声调拉的长长的，我一直觉得自己的名字不算是有特se，可是从靳骐的嘴里面念出来的时候，分外好听，尤其是在他那拉的长长的调子，有点九曲十八弯的味道，像是小时候坐在码头上，轮船那悠远的汽笛声一样。                                                                                                             “恩？”                                                                                                             我抬头看他，他的脸上带着笑，又伸手捏了我脸一把之后像是玩小狗一样又m又拍的。                                                                                                             “没事，怕你只是嘴上说的好听罢了。”靳骐说着，话语轻快，“想要看看刚刚的照片么？”他扬着手上的相机问着我。                                                                                                             我点头，刚刚那这男人的动作太过于突然，完全没有给我半点心理准备的机会，所以我觉得当时的画面一定很惨不忍睹，我要消灭罪证，不能留下那么丢脸的画面，就算是拍大头贴也得准备好造型之后才下手的。                                                                                                             他瞅着我，那一双看上去总是带了电的眼弯了起来。                                                                                                             “不给！”他摇了摇头，吐出了两个字。                                                                                                             神气！                                                                                                             我瞪了他一眼，不给看拉到，反正吊脸也不是我一个人的事情。                                                                                                             在苏堤附近走了走，风雪渐大，我和靳骐准备回去。                                                                                                             来的时候可能觉得没什么，但是等到回去的时候才发现自己刚刚走了长长的一段路，甚至来时候那踩过的脚印又重新覆盖上了新的一层雪花。