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                                           我从写字楼出来，沿着马连道路往北走，街道两旁都是卖茶叶和茶具的小店铺，看见有好看的紫砂壶在在打折，我进去一把把摩挲端详，这时候她打电话过来，说已经进入市区了，可以接驾了。我说，喳！就往回走去。
                                                                                                                                                                在往外涌动的人流中，我东张西望半天，最后看见她了。我向她招手，她看见，就推着行李箱过来了。
                                                                                                                                                                我们让开人流，靠边站着说话。我盯着她，她也盯着，我笑，她也笑。
                                                                                                                                                                我说，来，抱抱。她就放开行李箱的拖拉杆，走过来和我抱在了一起。
                                                                                                                                                                我拍拍她后背，松开手，说，你没什么变化啊，风韵犹存嘛。她说，老啦。
                                                                                                                                                                你也没怎么变，就是头发少了。我说，快秃了。
                                                                                                                                                                她说，有才嘛。我说有屁才，有才没钱等于没才。
                                                                                                                                                                她说，懒得理你。我看她穿着着阔腿裤，就说，咋还穿上这裤子了，真把自己当中老年妇女了啊，是不是已经加入广场舞大妈的队伍了。
                                                                                                                                                                你呀，还是穿牛仔裤好看，你的腿细，屁股翘，穿牛仔裤T恤好看，显得清纯。她翻个白眼反问，现在不清纯吗？我说清纯，清纯。
                                                                                                                                                                她接着说，现在穿不了牛仔裤了，胖了，以前的牛仔裤都穿不进去了。我接过拉杆，拖着往外走。
                           

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