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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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