纤细的秒针有了一秒钟的停顿会怎样？依旧是不分昼夜，不曾停歇地一圈圈行走，可它的世界，分明却已在那一秒，永远地与曾经的时光告别……
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“宝儿，昨天和你说今天去买书……”
“嗯嗯，记得，书卡早就找出来了姐放心吧~”
“梁辰说她办了歌迷会，我想去。后天买吧。”
“哦，好！”
……
“姐姐，今天去买书吗？”
“我今天想去看看兼职，明天吧。”
……
“姐，今天去吗？”
“明天吧。”
“哦，那姐什么时候想买就告诉宝儿。”
“嗯。”
……
“姐？”
“嗯。”
“你怎么了，好久都没和宝儿说过一句话了。”
“嗯。没事。”
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黑夜总是像一只硕大的蜂窝，无数漆黑的马蜂环绕在枕边低鸣盘旋，缠绕着同样漆黑的梦境。懿思晨仿佛在一瞬间变得冰冷，陌生得比第一次见到她的时候还要陌生，陌生得，有些不知所措。
盘踞在黑夜里的人大部分都会融入黑暗，只留下那双潮湿的眼睛，躲在郁郁葱葱的睫毛深处闪闪发亮，无声的眼泪灌溉着它们在黑夜里欢快地拔节，以便在白天里，遮住眼睛。
林宁抱着膝盖蜷缩在床的一角，仿佛这样就可以看到没有自己的世界会是什么模样。
姐姐究竟怎么了。
一种难以名状的疏远和抗拒，就这样不知不觉狠狠插进两个人之间，随后以日行千里的速度日益膨胀……比起四年的天南海北，更加让人毛骨悚然。
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窗外的星星稀稀疏疏，沉睡的建筑物把整片墨色的天空，缓缓切割成心碎的形状。
林宁，你不是说是你害姐姐难过吗，那就乖乖的，给她一点时间啊，不要乱想。
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