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                                                                                                        他撇撇嘴：“我小时候不爱拍照。我爷爷也不爱拍。”
                                                                                                                                                                “可是他总拍啊！”
                                                                                                                                                                沈铎耸耸肩，说的极其无所谓：“接待外国领导人，总不能不拍照吧！”
                                                                                                                                                                也是……
                                                                                                                                                                他的确是不爱拍照的，厚厚的一本相册就没几页，我看了一会儿就没了。
                                                                                                                                                                最后一张照片是他跟一个女孩子的合照，我心里涌起一种像是难受的感情，指着那个女孩儿，问的很随意：“这是谁啊？真漂亮！”
                                                                                                                                                                他想了一会儿，好像是有好多种说法，最后下＝才确定了一个：“朋友。”
                                                                                                                                                                是什么人？值得沈铎这么在意。
                                                                                                                                                                我低着头不说话。
                                                                                                                                                                他凑过来看了看我：“生气了？”
                                                                                                                                                                我看都不看他：“没有啊，为什么这么

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