第八十五章(2/7)

                                                                                                         老子听着来气，一句话把丫给憋回去了。
                                                                                                                                                                听着后面呼啸的警笛越拉越近，我在连续几个路口闯过红灯，差点跟横向穿行的车辆撞上，行至上庄路口时我忽然灵光一现，把车驶进了分叉的乡村道路，直奔翠湖湿地保护区。
                                                                                                                                                                这里是北京最大的一片湿地公园，几百公顷的水面，星罗棋布的荷塘和鱼池，成了钓鱼爱好者的天堂。周边村子里的农家院不少都被城里人买下来，改造成了寓所或者行院。庄大姐还带我到了一个著名前辈作家在河北村的宅邸，那是一幢用原木改造成的美式别墅，有宽敞的大厅和阁楼，弯曲的回廊，屋顶的露台可以眺望波光粼粼的水面，落地玻璃窗则印照着摇曳生姿的莲花荷叶。相比附近的高档名盘翠湖别墅，这样的风情小院倒更值得人流连不舍。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                也许有可能把车开到岸边，冲进水里之前我或许能过夺门而出，再不济人车同落水地，王老柄的雷管受潮可能哑炮，凭我的游泳健将的水平也有死里逃生的一线希望。
                                                                                                                                                                我人生中第一次与死神的亲密接触就是在水中，那时候还是嘴唇上挂着两条鼻涕的小屁孩儿，一伙小兄弟们因为偷摘了人家果园里的橘子，被老汉追得四处乱跑，大家窜到邻近的河岸边以后，扑通扑通都往水里跳，当我也奋不顾身跳进去以后，才想起当时根本就还不会游泳。结果慌乱中上下拨弄呛了一肚皮水，失去知觉前却忽然眼前清澈心内通透，恐惧远遁，觉得实在不必害怕，如果沉落水地还可以沿着底岸走将上来，醒来时已经是趴在地上，如同一条面口袋般被老汉拎着小腿儿不停抖落，嘴里不停地往外吐水……
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                          

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