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                    李澈似乎叹了一口气，声音之中也带了一点挫败的味道。                                                                                                             “哪里的星巴克？”他问。                                                                                                             我顺从地给了地址，挂了电话之后，我心情觉得有点得瑟，没有想到李澈偶尔也是会良心发现的。                                                                                                             可是，我左等右等，等了近一个小时，没等到李澈，倒是等到了一个花白头发花白胡子还有着一个篮球大小的啤酒肚的老外。                                                                                                             老外脸上带着笑，客气地询问着我身上的衣服是从哪里买的。                                                                                                             被人称赞是一件很不错的事情，所以我很飘飘然，飘飘然的结果就是完全不顾自己那破的和什么似的英文和对方交流，连b带划的，告诉他店名、地址，还有衣服的成分。                                                                                                             自打出了大学校门之后，我已经很少接触英文那东西了，就算是看美剧，也主要看的是底下的中文翻译。                                                                                                             交流了半晌之后，老外晕乎了，我也晕乎了，晕晕乎乎的老外最后留下一个晕乎我的出门了。                                                                                                             而在这个时候，李澈来了。                                                                                                             他穿着白衬衫和米se休闲k，袖子卷到了手肘处，额头有着一层细小的汗水。                                                                                                             李澈几乎是一眼就发现了坐在床边的我，他皱着眉走了过来。                                                                                                             “李澈李澈，”我得意地朝着他说，想要把刚刚的事情跟他分享，“刚刚有一老外说我衣服好看！”                                                                                                             李澈坐在了我的对面，打量了我一下，然后缓缓地开口。                                                                                                             “怎么不是看上你的人？”他问，犀利无b。