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开，空气中骤然充斥着浓郁的枫糖味。散发着热气的面包被放到木质纹理的餐桌上，轻轻松松就变成窄窄几片。 锅里的煎蛋滋滋作响，黄油微微融化。 "I've not written to you for a long time." 拆过信的餐刀无言地倒在餐桌上。 生姜和梨子中混杂着小苍兰的味道，木芯香薰燃烧哔啵作响。 "In those blank days, every time I looked at the diary, I had an urge to write to you." 窗外的雪来得寂寂，呼吸间就已白了枝梢。 "But I didn't." 杯中的牛奶偷偷化作水汽逃逸。花...