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“换首吧，不好听。”凌七澜莫名觉得心里不舒服。
苏亦寻关掉音乐，“心情不好，就别听了。”
“那聊聊吧。”
“好啊。”
“你有给谁写过情书吗？”
“有写过，你想知道吗？”
“想。”
“那我想想哦。”
凌七澜的情书，不是写给暗恋的人，是写给以后的爱人。
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