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                                                                                                                                                   “还有吗？”我有点儿愤怒。
                                                                                                                                                                “这还不够吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “成熟？你所谓的成熟，应该是什么样的？”我开始激动。
                                                                                                                                                                “不是说应该是什么样的，是你太幼稚了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “成熟的男人？你不认为一个十八九岁的人，拥有30岁的心智，是一件很可怕的事情吗？什么才是成熟的标准呢？你口口声声说喜欢成熟的男人，我就想知道，成熟的男人是什么样的！”我的音量渐高。
                                                                                                                                                                我的语速开始加快，音量开始上升。我只有愤怒，没有任何想挽留的情感。也许是父亲的离去对我的打击掩盖了我对她的感情，也许是3年来这种若即若离的关系让我变得麻木了，厌烦了。
                                                                                                                                                                “你喊什么呀？喊，就成熟了？”她开始反唇相讥。
                                                                                                                                                                “不是喊，是我觉得，幼稚的是你，而不是我。”
                                                                                                                                                                “你看，两句话你就恼羞成怒了，这不是小孩儿的表现？还说不是幼稚？”她戳痛了我的软肋，年龄。
                                                                                                                                                                “幼稚？成熟？我告诉你，在我高中二年级的时候，就已经赚到了第一个10万，有多

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