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                                                                          因为时间还早了点，这酒吧里面g本还没有多少人，只有那不知名的小乐队在那边调试着音。                                                                                                             靳骐走了进去之后就在小角落那一桌坐了下来。                                                                                                             我当然也坐了下来，不然的话，一个人站着犯傻么？                                                                                                             虽然时间还早，但是酒吧里面的服务员自然不会放过能宰的肥羊，凳子还没有坐热就已经腻了上来了。                                                                                                             靳骐对这种环境似乎挺驾轻就熟，点了一瓶红酒，然后点了几个小零食一类的。                                                                                                             在酒吧里面点红酒的家伙居然还拿我的饭卡去吃了一顿饭还买了一包大白兔n糖，想到这一点，我又开始满心满眼的怨念。                                                                                                             而靳骐无所觉的模样，单手托着下巴，一副很百无聊赖的样子，但是这悠哉的模样看上去还真的挺好看，像是一幅画一样，静谧之中透着最浓烈的se彩。                                                                                                             当然只有在他不开口说话的时候才有这种感觉，等到他一开口，就像偶然见到那大清早牙没刷脸没洗手上还端着一痰盂准备去倒的素颜明星一样，这种偶像破灭的感觉，真的打击挺大……                                                                                                             服务员动作挺快，一下子就给我们把东西端过来，还很服务到家地在两个高脚杯里面倒了一杯红酒。                                                                                                             靳骐端过了高脚杯，拿在手心轻轻地晃了晃，像是品酒师一样，闻其香，观其se，最后才慢慢地y了一口。                                                                                                             那姿态，好像现在不是小小的学生酒吧，而是在一间高级餐厅里面。