第十九章爱情似乎也变成一场可以计算的游戏(9/15)

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                                                                                              “没有,就是想到马上就要跟你分开,心里难过。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “我也是。不过你想再跟昨儿那样折腾的话,就只能靠自己了,我最多躺这儿扮演不设防的城市,让我配合那是有心无力。”贾敏压低了声音,“我今天就没怎么下炕,两腿中间儿……一走路就疼。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我也不成了。”何天宝搂过这个温暖而冰冷、诱惑而危险的女人,抚摸著她的头发,心如刀绞。
                                                                                                                                                                过了不知多久,贾敏沉沉睡去。
                                                                                                                                                                墙上的钟响起来,何天宝在黑暗中默默地数著,钟响了十二下。
                                                                                                                                                                时间已到八月十五。
                                                                                                                                                                母亲的生日。
                                                                                                                                                                父亲的忌日。
                                                                                                                                                                何天宝一隻手伸到枕头下,打开保险,握住枪柄。
            

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