第七章北京爱情故事(2/16)

人来说却没什么大不了的，不就是不出学校嘛，网路线一拉网照上天照聊妞照泡，姐姐们心痒难耐就手拉手去老旧的花园里走一走，还省得我破费。
                                                                                                                                                                依稀记得，那是初夏，一个月黑风高的杀人夜。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                风很炽热。
                                                                                                                                                                风再炽热也没有办法，我在宿舍窝着上网脖子有点疼，架起滑板准备去楼下活动活动。学校的路虽然磕开了一点，但由于我技术高超，根本不把它们当一回事。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                还记得猴子那时候也跟着我下了楼，拿着一柄木吉他，我在茵茵的树影里上蹶下跳，他就捧着吉他在花坛边沿上坐着，一曲我也不知道什么名字还算动听的调子，霎时间勾走了打水回寝室路过花坛边小路美女们的魂魄。
                                                                                                                                                                “啧，就知道装深沉。”
                                                                                                                                                                我清楚记得那时候我嫉妒心作祟，在拐弯的时候皱着眉头瞥了猴子一眼。而就在我这分心的一刹那，小路的拐弯处忽然冲出来一个白色的东西，我收势不及一下子撞在了那软绵绵的东西上，和那东西一起滚了个人仰马翻。
                                                                                                                                                 

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