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                                                                                                                                                                我顺着她的目光看去，沈铎站在那里，穿着一件看起来质地极好的T恤，李维斯的牛仔裤，机场的落地窗户洒进来薄薄的晨光，他站在那儿，整个人都显得不真实，我屏住呼吸，默默的告诫自己，要镇定。
                                                                                                                                                                他的耳朵上还塞着耳机，看到我们，拿下来一只，随后朝我们走过来。柳昕的手紧紧的抓住我的手，她心里一定是极为紧张的。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                是啊，就连看尽风景的我，也忍不住为眼前这个美少年倒抽一口气，又何况是小小年纪的柳昕了。
                                                                                                                                                                他走过来，先是接过我手里的行李，而后问道：“你们去哪里？”
                                                                                                                                                                柳昕大概是还未从惊喜中回过神，只是愣愣的看着沈铎。我看着自己那没出息的妹妹，推了推她：“你同学问你话呢？”
                                                                                                                                                                沈铎听我这样说，看了我一眼，那一眼凉薄，让我从脚底板一直麻到头皮。
                                                                                                                                                                柳昕在这个时候说道：“我们去北京啊，你呢？”
                                                                     

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