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这个冬天好长好长，长到几乎像无止无尽，长到似乎永远到不了春天。
                                                                                                                                                                又冷又冻人的，不舒服……
                                                                                                                                                                月下捧着饭碗，不肯离开躺椅，不肯从被子下钻出来与大家并桌用膳，她觉得这样窝着才能让身子暖和，至于咽下了什么，她一点也不在意，就算碗里的菜先一步被她吃完，现下只剩白饭一堆也无妨。
                                                                                                                                                                没有人会挟菜给她，就连以往唯一会的那一个，也对她视若无睹。
                                                                                                                                                                说不难受是骗人的，一直以来他都会讨好她，知道她喜欢吃什么、讨厌吃什么，挟鱼肉来会先挑刺、挟青菜会将她不爱的蒜头拨开，只要有他在的饭局上，她的碗里不会有光扒白饭的惨景。
                                                                                                                                                                那时她不知好歹，将这些当成驴肝肺，现在凄凉嚼白饭才明白可贵……月士贤已经放弃教训月下的不端庄，放任她随便去了，他心情正好，不想为了一个丫头而破坏此时大家庭的和乐融融。
                                                                                                                                                                “冷吗？”斐知画百般关心地问。
                                                                                                                                                                好冷。月下赌气不回他，只在心里说。
                                                                                                                                                                “我脱件软裘给你。”
                                                                                                                                                                不用你假惺惺，我不稀罕，我有厚棉被就够了。月下冷哼。
                                                                                                                    

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