第八章公司戏剧演员—水仙(3/5)

                                                                                         “是玫瑰吧！我那睡得下，进来吧，门未锁。”
                                                                                                                                                                我用肩推开房门，大厅没人。又推开卧室门，看见水仙仍跪在地毯上，弯着腰将枷的一头支在地上。完全不像傍晚时那种冷漠的样子，抬起插满首饰珠花的头，微笑的看着我说：“我想你一定还会来，我也特别想你来。我身上镣铐锁得我动不了，否则我早到你那里去了。”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           “我怕你不欢迎我，不敢来。”
                                                                                                                                                                “谁不欢迎你呀！五花大绑的大美人。你长得真漂亮，今年多大。”
                                                                                                                                                                我想了想说：“二十一。你呢？”
                                                                                                                                                                “二十。那我就叫你玫瑰姐。他们真狠心，把你捆得这样紧。你刚来，这是第一次吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “是。长这样大的第一次，而且绑了一天了。我的双手己没有知觉了，无论什么姿式，都睡不着。浑身又疼又麻。想来想去还是到你这儿来谈谈心，也许好一点。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我也是。这笨重的枷越来越重，腰压得无法直，脖子和手腕给扼得越来越紧；头和手都不能动，一动就像断了一样，疼得钻心。这只大铁球我拖不动，双脚又带了重镣，想推也使不上劲。不然的话，能走动走动也好一点。从你们走后，我己跪了四个小时，我只能这样才能坚持，真是生不如死；双膝都麻木了，那还能合一下眼。”
                                                                                                                                           

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