第四百七十八章(1/5)

到底闹了多久，赵涛也记不太清，当他的记忆清晰起来，身上传来火辣辣的刺痛时，家里已经只剩下了他和余蓓。
                                                                                                                                                                他拼命往前回想，却只能想起，余蓓噙着眼泪用厨房拿来的菜刀架在纤细的脖子上逼父亲离开时候的样子。
                                                                                                                                                                家里只有一把菜刀，不然的话，兴许还会多一个留下来的人。
                                                                                                                                                                他对那段时间发生的事情不太确定，最有把握的两件事，就是他被打了，和他什么都没说。
                                                                                                                                                                好像，杨楠被带走的时候没有说话，张星语虽然不停在哭喊，可她母亲似乎说了什么话，类似于如果她不走现在自己就上去楼顶跳下来这样的。
                                                                                                                                                                “嘶……”胳膊上的抓伤被酒精棉球擦过，带来又一阵尖锐的刺痛，赵涛低下头，望着沉默而安静的余蓓，张了张嘴，喉咙里，肚子里，脑子里却都没有半个字冒出来。
                                                                                                                                                                依旧，是一片空白。
                                                                                                                                                                “疼吗？要不……我去找找有没有通宵营业的药店，买瓶紫药水吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                赵涛摇了摇头，看着她手里捏着的酒精棉球，眼前突然之间一片模糊，愤恨、无奈、绝望、耻辱、愧疚……百味杂陈一股脑涌上心头，让他眼泪止不住地往下掉，却还是什么也说不出来，什么也说不出口。
                                                                                                                                                                那些家长群殴他时候的脸还在眼前一张接一张晃动，狰狞可怖，全都是一副恨不得杀了他的样子。
                                    

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