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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             “对不起，秦天……”江风把她的长发吹拂到脸上，何继红在风中道，“我承认没想到你会这么豁达，你真是一个好人。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我是好人？不，我只是个让你讨厌的无聊的男人。”不知是因为风大，还是心情关系，秦天一连划了几根火柴都没能把烟点着。
                                                                                                                                                                “不，不是这样的，”何继红忙道，“我只是觉得，我们俩在一起不太合适……”
                                                                                                                                                                “我也觉得不合适……就这么着吧，我无所谓了。”秦天用颤抖的手将没有点燃的香烟放在嘴里。何继红一阵心痛。她上前一步，劈手夺下秦天嘴里的香烟，用力扔在地上。秦天马上又拿出一支烟。何继红毫不犹豫地再次夺下，直接扔进江里。
                                                                                                                                                                “你干吗呀？”秦天惊讶地望着她。
                                                                                                                                                                “你明知道我最讨厌男孩抽烟！”何继红大声道。
                                                                                                                                                                “你管得着吗？咱们不是都已经断了吗？我想抽就抽！”秦天也来气了，说着就第三次从衣袋里拿烟。何继红毫不示弱，气势汹汹地盯着他。两人对峙了半天，秦天终于软了下来：
                                                                                                                                                                “算了，还是好聚好散吧。我可不想让你在我记忆中的最后形象是一副怒气冲冲的样子。”
                                                                                                                                                                

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