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开口问着。                                                                                                             “你没瞧见我给你留的纸条，怎么不给我打个电话？”                                                                                                             “忘记了。”                                                                                                             我回他，倒不是真的忘记，只是不知道要说什么，难道要像是一个情人一样打电话去用带着抱怨的口吻说“你昨晚好粗暴，我好难受”这种话？                                                                                                             打si我也说不出口。                                                                                                             “你吃了没？”我转过话题，看着随意把手上的公文包丢在沙发上，顺手扯松了自己领带的李澈。                                                                                                             李澈摇了摇头，表示自己还没吃。                                                                                                             “菜少了点，两个人应该够吃了，要是不够，再炒个小青菜？”我问李澈。                                                                                                             “不用那么麻烦，够了。”                                                                                                             李澈摆手，然后自动自发地去厨房洗手兼盛饭。                                                                                                             “我也要一碗。”我在后头补充，坐在那儿等着人给我服务。                                                                                                             李澈这大老爷们似乎吃的挺欢快的，我见他最后把那一碗汤喝下肚子，看着桌上那光洁溜溜的两个盘子和一个汤碗，我突然觉得，我最后的时候还真的是应该去炒一个青菜的。                                                                                                             “手艺好像没生疏……”李澈咕哝了一句。                                                                                                             “那是自然，一技傍身么！”我得意，然后收拾了桌子把碗筷盆子端进厨房。                                                                                                             “李澈，你把桌子擦一下。”