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喉咙里的灼烧感越来越强烈，乔桥下意识咳嗽了一下，结果把自己咳醒了。
                                                                                                                                                                眼皮好像千斤重，她竭力让视线对焦，可暗沉沉的房间里什么也看不清，乔桥动了动手腕，发现自己还被锁在床上，身体倒是很清爽，晕过去之前淫乱得一塌糊涂的床铺应该也被收拾过了，无论被罩还是床单都干净柔软，唯一没变的大概就是她仍然没什么东西可穿。
                                                                                                                                                                这也无所谓，反正裸习惯了。
                                                                                                                                                                她眯着眼睛环视了一周，终于在不远处的一张小桌子上找的到了自己在梦里也渴望的东西——一小杯水。
                                                                                                                                                                只是……
                                                                                                                                                                “……就算要锁，这链子能不能、能不能长一点？”
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥费劲儿地伸着胳膊去够，梁季泽给的锁链尽管不算短，可想摸到小桌子还是差那么点事儿，乔桥看胳膊不行只好上腿，脚趾拼命伸也才堪堪能触到玻璃杯的底座。
                                                                                                                                                                就在乔桥绝望地打算放弃的时候，带着薄茧的一只手伸过来，举重若轻地搭在了玻璃杯的沿口上，用三根手指捏住，把玻璃杯提离了桌面。
                                                                                                                                                                乔桥傻愣愣地顺着那只手往上看，一身黑色风衣的程修从房间的阴影里缓缓走出来。
                                                                                                                                                                或者说那不叫走出来，而是凭空出现，就如同一片死寂的阴影忽然活了过来且拥有了人形，那一刻给人的感觉甚至是震撼大过恐惧的。
                                            

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