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                                第1615章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈张了张嘴,刚要说话,叶灵的手机响了,盛君烈看着她,说:“你先接电话。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                电话是苏芮真打来的,跟她说非遗综艺成片剪出来了,明晚七点半在奔驰文化中心举办看片会,到时候要招商,请她光临。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                两人聊了很久,从综艺到电影,等挂了电话,车子已经停在家门口了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵偏头看着灯火通明的别墅,轻轻松了口气,她推开车门,冷风灌了进来,她刚要下车,手腕就被盛君烈握住。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她回头看着他,“怎么了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈一瞬不瞬地看着她,说:“叶灵,找个时间,我们坐下来好好聊聊,聊聊这三年,好不好?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵一怔,他是打算跟她开诚布公,一次性聊透?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她抿了抿唇,冷风吹得她头脑清醒,她听见自己说:“好,我明天应该没有时间,后天晚上怎么样?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈短促地笑了一声,自嘲道:“好。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                以前是他忙得连轴转,如今叶灵倒是大忙人了。
                                
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                                这一夜,盛君烈辗转反侧,根本就睡不着,他几次拿起手机看时间,发现才过去几分钟。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他索性不躺着了,起来拿了一包烟,披上外套去露台抽烟。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不知不觉,半包烟被他抽完,他碾灭烟头,整个人都被寒风吹成了冰棍,他转身进去,重新躺回床上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                好不容易熬到天亮,他才浅浅睡了一觉,等他再醒来,只觉得脑袋沉得厉害,眼皮也重得有些睁不开。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                耳边似乎有人在说话,他下意识扭头看去,就见叶灵坐在他旁边,叶灵的声音隔着一层海水传来,显得有些不真实。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “樊华说你昨晚半夜去露台抽烟,你怎么这么作啊?”叶灵拆开退烧帖给她贴上,“烧到39度了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我......”盛君烈本来想说他没事,声音一出口,他自己都吓了一跳,这破锣一样的声音是他的吗?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵无奈道:“闭嘴吧你,前天扭伤腰,今天又发高烧,你这是流年不利啊。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她其实想问他到底在心烦什么,为什么大半夜跑去露台吹冷风抽烟,到底有什么事解决不了?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                可看着他烧得脸颊红通通的可怜模样,她没有问出口,也许真跟他找到三胞胎的亲生父亲有关。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                对方到底是什么人,让他烦恼成这样?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈眼睛很痛,他看了叶灵一会儿,实在撑不住痛意,把眼睛闭上了,手却不老实的在半空中摸索,似乎在找她的手。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你找什么?”叶灵抓住他乱摸索的手,正要塞回被子,就被他握住。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他的手指一根根钻入她的指缝中,手掌密不透风地握住她的,仿佛握住了就安心似的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵的心酸酸软软的,“你睡一会儿吧,我请了家庭医生,一会儿过来给你吊水。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你陪我。”盛君烈声音嘶哑。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵无奈道:“好,我陪你。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈闭上眼睛,整个人都昏昏沉沉的,快睡着前,他总觉得自己遗忘了什么事,还没想起来,他就已经睡了过去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵坐在床边,听见他均匀的呼吸声,想要把手抽出来,奈何他握得很紧,她一动,他就要醒。

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