第二百二十二章失去知觉(1/7)

摸着项颈间的那块神兽玉佩，玉器冰凉光滑的手感，和触手生温的热度，无一不在宣告着，这是一块好玉。
                                                                                                                                                                莫飞烟斜倚着阳台的墙壁，隔着透明的推拉门眺望夜色中的那轮明月。
                                                                                                                                                                订下一把新吉他后，邵博把那块玉佩也一并送给她。起先她不要，可是拗不过邵博的一直劝说。
                                                                                                                                                                脖子上带着一个曾经伤害过她的男人送给自己的玉佩，心里总感觉怪怪的。也许是，打心底里还是厌恶他，憎恨他，所以恨屋及乌的反感他送的东西吧。
                                                                                                                                                                “铃——”
                                                                                                                                                                突然间，安静的客厅响起一阵急促的电话铃声。
                                                                                                                                                                莫飞烟走到客厅的柜台旁，拿起话筒：“喂？”
                                                                                                                                                                “飞烟，是我，盛元。”
                                                                                                                                                                她的声音还没落下，电话那头一道清亮的男音轻快地响起。这声音，早已不同与之前那般有着少年的稚嫩和童音，而是像是终于发酵了的酒糟，不似中年人那样的声音深沉低闷，含带磁性，是一种刚刚正成年的青年男子独有的声音质感，清亮的男音中有着繁盛蓬勃的生命力。如果一定要比喻的话，这股声音就像是深山间一股从上至下，一路奔流翻腾的溪流，富有生机，并且通透舒畅。
                                                                                                                                                                “是你啊，丁芮呢？”
                                                                                     

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