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作，你就嫁给我，是不是？”                                                                                                             “恩！”毕竟年轻，勇气远b羞涩来的多，顾烟高兴的点头，小脸都绯红。sh润的大眼睛闪闪发亮。                                                                                                             方亦城的笑声很悠远，低低的声音愉悦而莫名压抑，“小烟，记住，一定要嫁给我，我ai你。”                                                                                                             方亦城又像七年来无数次一样，梦到他这一生最为快乐幸福的片段。                                                                                                             小烟，你还记不记得，你说过，一定会嫁给我……                                                                                                             又一次心痛的醒来，方亦城睁开眼，觉得全身都疼，喉咙更是跟火烧过的一样，他闭着眼痛苦的哼了一声。                                                                                                             “恩？要什么？”旁边竟然有人问他。                                                                                                             “小烟！”方亦城着实吓了一大跳，刚刚在梦里见过她，她就凭空出现在眼前，他一时之间没反应过来。                                                                                                             “不要那个样子，我可没对你酒后乱x。”她见他醒过来，很是高兴，拍着他的脸打趣。                                                                                                             方亦城的脑子渐渐清醒，烧退了，也有了力气开玩笑，重重的倒回床上，握紧的拳敲在脑袋上，装腔作势的叹气：“你怎么会错过那么好的机会？”                                                                                                             顾烟笑着捶了他一下，“不要耍贫嘴。醒了就好，你家里有米么？我给你熬点粥吧。”                                                                                                             “有的，在厨房下面的柜子里。”                                                                                                             方亦城洗漱完就坐在沙发上等。规规矩矩的双手放在腿上，乖的不得了。                                                                                                             顾烟看他耍宝的样子觉得很好笑，“方亦城，脑袋烧坏掉了是不是？来，告诉姐姐，十二除以七等于几？”