第十二章整个世界的重量全压在柔弱的身子上(1/4)

周文要死了。身体冰冷，没有一丝血色，不停地打着剧烈寒战，虽然压了好几床厚厚的被子，他还是痛苦地呻吟，冷，好冷。
                                                                                                                                                                喂了药，意识还是极度迷糊，看不出一点成效。脸上的血迹虽然精心擦干，但多处青紫的伤痕依然触目惊心。
                                                                                                                                                                梅子一筹莫展。是她凌晨下班回家时在臭水沟边发现瘫软如泥的周文的，他已是寒冻和伤痛中煎熬了不知有多久，她求人送到医院，医生讲他必定死，除非奇迹发生。
                                                                                                                                                                于是不肯收留，开了些药就将他们打发了出去。梅子无奈只有背回自己那间小屋，热水擦洗身体后，周文略有清醒，旋即又一忽儿高寒，一忽儿高热，备受煎熬。
                                                                                                                                                                冷啊，冷啊…周文失血的嘴唇翕动着，表情很痛苦，像是在意识的深处拚死挣扎。
                                                                                                                                                                除非是奇迹，必定死必定死必定死…医生如是说。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                梅子的眼泪流了下来。还有什么办法吗？所有的被子都盖上了还是冻得受不了，也许，只有她的身体？梅子掀开被褥，裸裎着身体，俯下去，贴着周文的身子，一股凉意窜了上来，她忍不住啊了一声，咬着牙强忍着开始将身体上下滑动，光洁的胴体像一条蛇，盘在男人身上，竭力挑逗起男人的生命之火。
                                                                                                                                                                也许是受到刺激，男人的手突然搂住她的裸背，两人紧紧地抱在一起…欧式别墅中。陈先生坐在沙发上看报。
                                                                                                                                                                “我回来了。”薇静悄悄地进来，略施粉黛的脸上掩不住憔悴之

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