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    这种东西，一旦重来，就会g起许多曾经过往，人总是ai自己的多，所以对那样与自己分享过美好过去的人，总有亲近感。                                                                                                             那个让顾烟有亲近感的人，几乎每天都来，坐在车里，好像并不是要打扰她的生活，只是想要远远观望。她有时忍不住看过去，他就大大方方的下来攀谈几句。                                                                                                             梁飞凡第一时间知道了，便不希望她去上班，为了这个问题两人这段时间又闹起了别扭。                                                                                                             下午的时候，顾烟站在公司的落地窗前，习惯x的看楼下那棵树旁。                                                                                                             今天方亦城没有来。                                                                                                             顾烟有点心慌，怎么好像，隐隐的有些盼着他来呢？                                                                                                             她匆匆的打的去了梁氏，为了心里那说不清道不明的恐惧。                                                                                                             推开门时梁飞凡皱着眉瞪过来，看到是她，眼里的冷漠的不耐全变成惊喜。                                                                                                             把她抱在腿上狠狠的吻了一遍，他笑的很高兴，“怎么有时间来看我？”                                                                                                             “本g0ng视察民情来的。”她g着他的脖子，笑的狡黠。                                                                                                             他笑着咬她的唇，“唔，突击检查？”                                                                                                             “唔，你把那七十二嫔妃都藏哪了？拉出来也让本g0ng见见嘛。”                                                                                                             “小东西，”他搂紧她，“想我了？”                                                                                                             林秘书小心翼翼的敲敲门，送了加热的食物进来，看到老板此时笑眯眯的样子，打了个冷颤，这几天来办公室里每天都换许多被摔坏的设备，整个大厦的经理几乎一天都只休息几个小时，随时应对老板的发飙。她循例问老板的午餐安排，常常被冷的差点老泪纵横。                                                                                                             苦日子终于熬出头了呀……                                                                                                             顾烟来的路上经过常去的饭店，顺便买了水晶蒸饺和香辣su肉，本想着给秘书室的人一起当小点心的，他却一个人吃的极香。                                                                                                             “没有吃午饭吗？”她有些惊讶，都下午了呢。顾烟过去在他身边坐下，拿了一个蒸饺喂他，梁飞凡一口把饺子和她的手指一起含进嘴里，j□j的t1an着，用舌头调戏她的长指。顾烟脸红了，拍了他一下，ch0u出手指在他身上擦擦。                                                                                                             “一个人没什么胃口。”                                                                                                             听他小孩子一样的抱怨，她忍俊不禁，“想约我吃午饭的话可以提前预约啊。”                                                                                                             梁飞凡已经解决掉了所有的点心，开了红酒慢慢的品着，漫不经心的靠着沙发，“我以为，你的预约早就满了。”                                                                                                             顾烟听他意有所指，为了不再吵起来，索x不理他。                                                                                                             他看她不为所动的样子就火大，“怎么，今天是来感激我没有阻止你们重温旧梦吗？”                                                                                                             顾烟被他酸的一阵恶寒，“你以为是就是吧。”                                                                                                             梁飞凡高大的身躯忽的从沙发上站了起来，几步走过去逮住她，“反了你了！”打横抱起来就往回走。                                                                                                             顾烟尖叫，被他冷着脸揍了几下pgu，“给我老实点。”                                                                                                             方宅。                                                                                                             “亦城。”                                                                                                             方亦城跌跌撞撞的脚步停下，诧异的转身，“父亲，您怎么还没休息？”                                                                                                             “我在等你。”老将军年近古稀，腰板却依旧笔直，只是花白的头发与浑浊的眼掩不住的龙钟。