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中秋节那天，北京街头已经黄叶飘零。我拎着一包被退回的扣押物品，在永定路一个大院停车场找到我的轿车，那上面已经蒙上了厚厚一层灰土，还有顽童在挡风玻璃上用手指头画上一个吐舌的圆脸蛋，仿佛在嘲笑我这个胡子拉碴、腿伤未愈，走起路来一瘸一拐的瘪三。
                                                                                                                                                                我坐进车里，打开手机，想了一想，用残存的一点电量给俞悦拨了过去，铃音没响几声，听筒里就传来她那熟悉而急切的声音：“喂，是杨尘吗？真的是你呀，还好么？你在哪里呀？”
                                                                                                                                                                我捏着手机紧紧贴在腮边，仿佛那就是俞悦那柔滑的手掌在抚摸我的脸颊：“是我，老子还活着呐。这会儿在军部大院儿里准备往外倒腾呢。你怎么样？我们能在哪里亲切友好地会见一小下呢？”
                                                                                                                                                                “我挺好的，没事儿。你可算是有消息了，这些日子可惦记死我了……”
                                                                                                                                                                她的声音似乎伴着馨香如兰的气息一直滑落到我心里，像是一股暖流贯通了七经八脉。蓦然间发觉能被人如此惦记着真是一件美好的事情，纵使两条腿都给废掉也不枉此生了。
                                                                                                                                                                约摸一个时辰后，我们俩面对面坐在国子监附近的一家名叫八槐堂的茶舍里，院子中一株石榴树上挂满了累累果实，秋阳的碎屑通过葡萄架的茎叶枝蔓洒落在我们脸上身上，俞悦穿着一件蓝色法兰绒外套和泛白的牛仔裤，依旧是妖娆迷人，只是面容略带几分憔悴。
                                                                                                                                                                “他们竟然打你了，给我看看伤着的地方。”
                                                                                                                                                                她看见我腿脚走动时的蹒跚样儿，心疼地下拉开裤管查看握的脚脶。“他妈的，这帮混蛋下手也忒重了吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                看见我高高肿起的脚脖子，俞悦禁不住骂起粗口来，我呵呵一笑，说：“不碍事儿，只要保住两头就是幸事，上头还没被打傻，下头还没被整废，休息一两天老子又是一条好汉呐！”
                

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