第一百一十一章洗澡？(1/7)

墙上的钟“嘀哒…嘀哒…”的走着，孙雨泽心中无比的空寂，手就仿佛握住救命稻草一样摸出了手机，拨通了袁晓芸的电话。
                                                                                                                                                                “嘟……嘟……”手机中传出单调的声音，可是，却没有人接听。
                                                                                                                                                                天呀！就让晓芸接起来吧，哪怕只和她说一句话也好呀！
                                                                                                                                                                孙雨泽默默祈祷着。然而，随着传出转入留言信箱的声音，他的心变得更加沉重了。
                                                                                                                                                                为什么晓芸不接听呢？发生了什么？她出了危险么？还是有别的意外？
                                                                                                                                                                越是乱想，越是担忧；越是担忧，越是不肯放弃的拨打着手机；可是，越是听到无人接听那冰冷的声音，他越是心急如焚。
                                                                                                                                                                孙雨泽深深的喘着气，伸展着四肢仰在沙发上，紧紧闭着眼睛，平复着急促跳跃的心脏。心里中的苦闷令他想忘记一切，放弃一切——可是，眼前却抑制不住的不停浮现着晓芸那如诗如画般的倩影。
                                                                                                                                                                她那集合了东西方优点，融合了灵秀和英姿为一体的容颜是孙雨泽一生所见过，所能期望的最靓丽的美景；她那欺霜赛雪而又毫无瑕疵的娇肤，那亭亭玉立而又凸凹有致的娇躯，那优美典雅而又柔韧异常的身姿，融合在一起，是让孙雨泽永不能忘怀的，最诱人的尤物；而袁晓芸那空灵如夜雨，深湛如幽潭，清丽如秋水般的明眸中对孙雨泽不离不弃的爱意，更是孙雨泽一生的至宝。
                                                                                                                                                                袁晓芸也许并不是孙雨泽的初恋，但是她却让孙雨泽尝到了相思之苦，令他真正明白了什么是“思绵绵而增慕；夜耿耿而不寐”。
                                                                                                                                    

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