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“你想起来了么？”小星看着白若兰如梦初醒的神情，心头一阵热流淌过，连微笑也暖了几分。
                                                                                                                                                                白若兰点了点头，歪着脑袋打量着他，小声道：“模样我还对不上，不过这伤疤，除了我家人，应该就只有你一个人知道才对。你是小星，小星星亮晶晶的那个小星，对吧？”
                                                                                                                                                                小星走近她两步，颔首道：“没错，就是那个晚上和你一起在山里冻得打哆嗦，被你骂没用的傻小子。”
                                                                                                                                                                白若兰踮起脚尖比划了一下，道：“你头发长了，个头也高了好多。那时明明才到我眉头这里哎。”
                                                                                                                                                                “男人长得晚。”小星依旧望着她的左臂，柔声道，“你还没告诉我，那伤疤，如今怎么样了？”
                                                                                                                                                                白若兰脸上微微一红，左右看了一眼，确认四下并无旁人，飞快的挽起衣袖，露出一段雪玉莹白的臂膀，往小星眼前一横，嗔道：“诺，就是这副样子咯。生平第一遭行侠仗义，就长了这么个教训，估计要跟我一辈子，提醒我有狼扑过来的时候要用剑，而不是伸胳膊给它咬。”
                                                                                                                                                                手肘之下外侧那一块，留着一片褐红色的伤疤，即便已过去多年，仍能想象出当时被撕去一块皮肉的惨状，如今伤口早已新生，这片狰狞却只是小了少许，再不能恢复如初。
                                                                                                                                                                这伤口在小星梦中出现过不知多少次，每一次都惨烈如新，每一次都会将他带回到那个莽撞懵懂的年纪，重温他本就绝不会忘却的记忆。
                                                                                                                                                                那时他们两个年纪都还不大，一个是学了几招剑法便自以为可以行侠仗义一有机会就溜下断霞峰跑上一整天的野丫头，一个是从懂事起就被药草武功内力之类的东西围绕不休逼得快要发疯的傻小子。
                                                                              

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