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比起嘴里的牛排，阮梦更怵得慌的是卫宫悬的反常。他真的是太不正常了……不是她多疑或者是多心，是真的不正常，非常、非常、非常的不正常！
                                                                                                                                                                按理说……他是不会在中午回家的，就算回了也不应该直接扑上来要跟她做爱！而且还做了那么多次……前世一星期顶多就那么一两次好吗？！
                                                                                                                                                                好不容易把牛排沙拉都硬着塞到肚子里，阮梦压力很大的站起来准备收拾，可惊爆她眼球的事情又发生了：卫宫悬居然先她一步将盘子收拾好放到了洗碗槽里！
                                                                                                                                                                开、开玩笑的吧……她一定是在做梦……
                                                                                                                                                                “你去哪里？”看着她摇摇晃晃朝厨房外走的脚步，卫宫悬问。
                                                                                                                                                                是梦，是梦，其实说不定她早就死了，这都是幻觉而已……不是都说人死之前会幻想吗？也许这就是……对，这一定是！
                                                                                                                                                                “你说我是梦？”卫宫悬不知何时挡到了阮梦面前，她摸着鼻子，可怜兮兮地抬起头，鼻尖已然通红一片。“你才是梦。”
                                                                                                                                                                我才是梦……意思是，她才是假的？阮梦晕头转向地想着，脑子里浆糊一片，完全没有意识到卫宫悬是在说她的名字。整个人傻乎乎地被他牵着到客厅沙发上坐下，眼神犹然呆滞。
                                                                                                                                                                老天爷，谁来告诉她，她现在到底是活的还是死的？！
                                                                                                                                                                “你在想什么？”不是卫宫悬好奇心重，实在是阮梦的眼神太过诡异，让他不问都不行。
                 

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