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“Beyond,只剩一分钟了,你专心写诗,不许贫嘴。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                我坐在厦门高崎机场负一层地库的车上,兴致勃勃地等着Grace 开始倒计时。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “床前明月光,地上鞋两双……”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “不算!还有50秒”“你是什么时候喜欢上我的?”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “40秒”“昨天晚上咱们做了几次?”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “30秒”“你儿子多大了?”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                             

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