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低。                                                                                                             “凌墨学姐，谈钱伤感情啊。”靳骐声调懒洋洋的。                                                                                                             “别和我谈感情，太伤钱了。”                                                                                                             我回嘴，和这家伙稍微牵扯了一点而已，就已经很nve恋情深了，要感情多了，估计连灰都不剩下了。                                                                                                             虽然我没有对靳骐自报家门过，可听到从他嘴里面念出自己名字的时候，我一点都不觉得意外。                                                                                                             why                                                                                                             在那饭卡上明明白白的记录着我的姓名、学号和班级呢！                                                                                                             靳骐又眼巴巴地看着我，那眼神看上去还有点被丢弃的小狗一样可怜兮兮。                                                                                                             这眼神实在太给力了。                                                                                                             你说这男人怎么就没有下线的呢！                                                                                                             我闭了闭眼，挥了挥手，自认倒霉算了，反正这月还没充饭卡，撑si了也就被他花掉五十块钱，就当把那天的晚饭钱还给他了。                                                                                                             也就五十块钱而已，姐还亏的起。                                                                                                             “学姐，你可真是个好人。”                                                                                                             靳骐笑