“凌墨，你还笑的出来？”                                                                                                             李澈看着我，那一双眸子漆黑，像是玛瑙一样，特别的好看，那种眼神特别的犀利，像是能够看透别人的心思一样。                                                                                                             “行了啊，我知道你肯定不乐意被人笑，不需要这么介意吧！”                                                                                                             我敛了敛神se，把嘴角扯开的弧度收回来，一个二十岁还是在室男这件事情的确不是什么光彩的事情，当然我不是鼓励他把贞c给捐献出去了。                                                                                                             “恩哼！”                                                                                                             李澈哼了一声，他走上了前，把房间里面的落地窗给开了，这窗一开，外头的冷气只往房间里面冒，清新却有寒冷。                                                                                                             李澈站在落地窗前，大雨过后天气一直放晴，yan光从窗口照进来，有点怏怏的，不算是特别的暖和，但是却拉长了他的身影。                                                                                                             我抖了抖，把脑袋往着被窝里面缩了缩，这人不厚道啊不厚道，我都感冒了呢，他还给我开窗。                                                                                                             “凌墨，你是在想这件事情呢，还是在想靳骐呢？”                                                                                                             明明都已经钻进了被窝里面，李澈的声音还是清晰无b，敲动着我每一个神经，有一种痛觉慢慢地从神经末梢上传上来，心脏像是一下子被揪紧了，有点喘不过来气。                                                                                                             听一个念大大专的高中同学说，如果年轻的时候就有这种情况的话，等待以后老了之后，有可能就会像是这样，心肌梗si。                                                                                                             听上去真的有点可怕。                                                                                                             我从被子里面伸出了手，直指向门口。                                                                                                             “请直走出门，顺带把门窗关上，谢谢。”                                                                                                             我杜绝任何人窥探我的伤口，想什么是我的事情，说不说得看我的心情。                                                                                                             李澈似乎终于离开了，我听到了他关门关窗的动作，然后整个房间里面又再度陷入了静谧的氛围，静的都可以听到自己的心跳声还有血管里面血y流动的声音。                                                                                                             我在床上翻了个身，原本就因为鼻子堵的慌而难受，现在更加难受了。                                                                                                             我从枕头下面m出了自己的手机，原本淋了雨这大学第四号手机又要报销了，可相b较感情，还是它更加□□的多。                                                                                                             果然崇洋媚外是没有用的，只有支持国产才是王道。                                                                                                             想了想之后，我拨打了自家小饭馆的电话号码。                                                                                                             家里面的电话已经不常用了，下午两点半爸妈都是在店里面的，也许还有零散的客人正在用餐，或者一个ch0u着烟一个磕着瓜子有一搭没一搭地搭着话。                                                                                                             爸妈节省，所以也不会给电话定彩铃，所以电话那头永远都是平平常常的“嘟嘟”声，平常的时候听着觉得无b的乏味，但是现在听听，却觉得很让人安心，就像是我爸一样，平实的外表，木讷的个x，老实的只会赚点蝇头小利。                                                                                                             我直到现在才明白，老娘其实还有一点没有对我说，其实她会选择老爸还有一个方面，因为爸太老实，不会ga0浪漫，也不会ga0其他动作，可以安心地过一辈子而不担心。                                                                                                             “喂？谁呀……”                                                                                                             接电话的人是老爸，明明才刚开学没有多久，但是听到老爸的声音的时候，总觉得特别的亲切。                                                                                                             突然之间，我觉得鼻子有点酸酸的。                                                                                                             “老爸……”我开口，明明想要撒娇的，但是除了叫唤一声之后，