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                                                                                                      电梯的狭小空间里沉默一片。                                                                                                             顾烟盯着电梯上闪烁的红字，一层层的往下，好了，就快了。                                                                                                             到了停车场，门一开，梁飞凡率先走出去，从头到尾，连个招呼都没打。                                                                                                             顾烟气呼呼的打开车门坐进去，发动了车子就要走。这时，前面忽然嘭的一声巨响。                                                                                                             她大惊失se，拉开保险带下车，连忙冲过去。                                                                                                             真的是梁飞凡的车，撞上了柱子，前盖翻起，冒着白烟。顾烟几乎是扑过去，惊慌未定的绕到驾驶室，拉开车门去看他怎么样了。                                                                                                             梁飞凡坐在驾驶位上，绑着安全带，手抵着方向盘，应该是没有受伤。看见顾烟，他还是那副冷冷的样子，皱眉，“有事么？”                                                                                                             顾烟一口气噎的气管都疼，放开车门直起身子，b他更冷：“没事。”                                                                                                             梁飞凡看都不看她，掏出手机，“允之，我在停车场出了点小事故，你下来一趟好么？”                                                                                                             顾烟抱着肩，左手偷偷掐着右手的臂弯处，冷冷的看着他语气温柔的喊另一个nv子的名字。                                                                                                             “还有什么话要和我说吗？”梁飞凡下车，站到她面前。                                                                                                             顾烟摇头。                                                                                                             “那你还站在这里g什么？”梁飞凡的语气更为恶劣了几分。