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年幼无知的馨芬即时起身爬到她母亲身边，她的双脚彻底麻木，她的双手完全冰冷，彷佛一个活死人一般，一眼震惊地盯着眼前的门板，声音抖动：“妈，快救救姐姐吧！她……这样下去……真的会被打死的……”                                                                                                                                                                “嗉！嗉嗉嗉！嗉嗉！”地响起，然后，房间里不停地发出某些东西被胡乱扔下的轰音。                                                                                                                                                                “妈妈！快想个办法去救姐姐啊！”馨妮伸手抹把泪，迅即倒吸了一口气，心里头越来越担忧起来了，连她的嗓音也显得越来越颤抖不定。                                                                                                                                                                “妈妈没勇气……是妈妈不好……拖累了你们……请原谅妈妈……是妈妈对不起你们……”秀珠仍然一脸哭丧似的楞住，眼角的泪珠依然不受控制的掉下，嘴边始终喃喃自语，发出梦呓似的沉音。                                                                                                                                                                客厅内只留下秀珠以及抱着她身上的小女儿──馨芬，屋顶板上直透下来的细微阳光，照耀着她俩蓬头散发、眼神不济、狼狈不堪的表情。                                                                                                                                                                汗湿了整个身体，汗珠直沾满她俩的头颅，额头上豆大的汗珠一颗颗往下滑落，瞬间已将她俩的头发湿成一簌簌似的，各自都在发愣发抖，似有无穷无尽的痛苦正折磨着她俩最脆弱的心灵。                                                                                                                                                                无可奈何地，秀珠渐渐伸出手把自己唯一的希望紧紧地抱住，在细微的阳光底下，让一颗颗泪珠沿过脸庞，流在她的脖子上。                                                                                                                                                                “妈，你还呆在这里干嘛？快进去救救姐姐她呀！”馨芬眼角泛光的问道。                                                                                                                                                                “你老爸说过就做得到，妈妈……也实在没办法去面对他了。就让他歇一歇他的怒气，很快就会云过晴天，没事的了。”颤声一落，秀珠她彷佛五内俱崩，亲耳听见自己的大女儿被关在房间里受着皮肉之痛，犹如人间地狱，此刻的她实在比死更难受。                                                                                                  

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