第二百七十二章枪不见了(1/10)

我循着四哥的手指方向往里看去，看到在密林深处，隐约有一座小茅屋。
                                                                                                                                                                我大步走过去，四哥带路。
                                                                                                                                                                走到茅屋跟前，这是一座用松树枝搭成的建议茅屋，里面很小，低矮，在里面只能弯腰，站不起来，空间也只能容一人，地上铺着干松枝，还有一床棉被，旁边放着吃饭的东西，这就是四哥现在的栖身之处。
                                                                                                                                                                “你就住在这里？”我扭头看着四哥，鼻子隐隐有些发酸。
                                                                                                                                                                “是的，这里没有人来，很安全。”四哥自嘲地笑笑：“白老三做梦也不会想到我会在这里的。”
                                                                                                                                                                我一把拉住四哥的手：“走，跟我走——”
                                                                                                                                                                “去哪里？”
                                                                                                                                                                “不要在这里住了，到我那里去住！”我说。
                                                                                                                                                                “不行，我说了，我不想牵累你，你还有女朋友在，我不能去你那里！”四哥说。
                                                                                                                                                                “你不能住在这里，这不是人住的地方。”我坚持着：“女朋友在怕什么，我那里很安全的，走吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                
               

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