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的东西还是收不回来的。                                                                                                             我倒是觉得无所谓，反正我也不靠红包过活，就像是这个嫁入了豪门的主持人一样，据说她找的对象是富二代，家里面贼溜的有钱，光是砸在这婚礼上的钱就已经上百万了，像是我的红包，不过是一个形式主义而已。                                                                                                             反正我也只是打算过去吃一场而已，吃饱喝足，差不多就该回去了。                                                                                                             只是我没有想到我会在婚礼上上遇上了熟人了，而还是一个多年不见的熟人。                                                                                                             靳骐似乎和多年之前没有多少改变，一样的进口灯泡脸，x能优异的让人咋舌，我突然觉得有点同情今天婚礼上的新郎了，两个人站在一起一b，完全不是一个档次的。                                                                                                             你想，一个有点矮又有点胖的新郎找一个帅哥当伴郎，这不是抢自己的风头么。                                                                                                             我远远地瞧见了靳骐，心跳的有点快，但是还不至于到晕倒的地步，呼x1也b平常稍微快了一点点，但是生命指数还算是正常，绝对不会出现突然之间晕倒需要送去医院抢救的画面。                                                                                                             情绪指数也还算正常，至少没有那种找茬地想要上前给这个男人一巴掌的冲动。                                                                                                             有时候太过平静，似乎是不大正常的，但是我相b较像是泼妇一样冲过去把整个婚礼ga0砸的画面，我觉得我还是b较现在这个样子。                                                                                                             就这样远远地看着那个男人，看着他在出现在我面前，然后又和我完全无关。                                                                                                             我去了一趟洗手间，洗完手出来的时候在洗手间门口遇上了靳骐。                                                                                                             他就这么依靠在墙壁上，就像多年之前他依靠在nv生宿舍门口那水杉树上一样，悠闲而又惬意。                                                                                                             我朝他笑笑，然后准备走开。                                                                                                             “阿墨！”他叫住了