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第二天中午，我在刺眼的阳光中醒来。窗帘晚上没有拉，屋里的家具在午间炫目的亮光中看起来很假。
                                                                                                                                                                我挣扎着坐起来，脑袋像裂开一样的疼，竟然有一种宿醉后的感觉。难道真是我喝醉了？这一切都是梦？我踉跄着起身走到隔壁，地上仍然胡乱摆着那四个小凳子、毛巾、滑板，都是空中加油的重要设备。
                                                                                                                                                                床上的被子乱七八糟，一只淡黄色的套套软趴趴地窝在房间的一个角落里。我突然很想呕吐。
                                                                                                                                                                在厕所吐完，我又回到儿子房间躺下。看着天花板，就那么看着。
                                                                                                                                                                过了一会儿，眼睛有点酸，我就把眼皮合上。合了一会，我又把眼睛睁开。
                                                                                                                                                                我也不知道自己在作些什么，或者想要作些什么。下午的时候，洪歌回来了。
                                                                                                                                                                现在她平静多了。
                                                                                                                                                                我在床上躺着，盯着天花板。她站在床边看着我。
                                                                                                                                                                但是，每当我把视线移向她的时候，她却又总是把眼光避开。沉默了好久，她满怀歉意地开口了，“老胡——”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                               

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