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                                                                                                                                                                我来劲了:“好啊,那你给我讲温州话。”
                                                                                                                                                                “……”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                我捏了捏他的手:“怎么不说啊?”
                                                                                                                                                                他含住我的耳朵,我觉得全身上下都涌起一股电流,一股脑的涌到小腹:“你真是磨人,我爷爷跟我说过,抗日战争那会儿,温州话是唯一没被小鬼子破解的方言。”
                                                                                                                                                                “你不得比小鬼子强?”
                                                                                                                                                                他还没来得及说话,床边上的电话就响了,我们两个的铃声是一样的,一首庸俗的老歌,林忆莲的《至少还有你》我看了过去,是他的名贵诺基亚Vertu系列,最便宜的也要两万块。目测他这个应该不止两万。当初刚看见的时候我还以为是山寨版的呢,因为从来没见过别人用这款,我身边最有钱的人也只是用诺基亚N系列或者是苹果。我还颇为鄙视的看着他说:“小弟弟你那个是山寨版的吧?山寨现在都这么不负责任了,仿得根本不像。”
                                                                                                                                                                那时候他只是笑了笑没说什么,可是我的脑子里却出现了一句话,最是那一低头的温柔。
                                                                                                                                                      

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