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authoreltrac <hi@eltr.ac>2026-08-21 13:41:31 +0800
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+## I
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+今晚没有月亮,窗户外面其他人家的灯火也灭了,屋子里很黑,杉松迷迷糊糊地醒了。耳塞不能阻断味觉,好几个晚上,他都被香水、汗液和石楠花的味道唤醒,醒来时,他还紧紧地抱着一只兔子玩偶,脸埋在沙发的靠背上。他感到背后有风,一阵远远的响动,随后皮革的气味取代了那些扰人心智的东西。他翻了个身,刚好碰到男友的手臂。
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+几秒的沉默过后,铭锐开口了:
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+“你要进屋睡吗?”
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+“她走了?”
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+“嗯。”
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+杉松裹着被子,从沙发上爬起来,怀里还揣着玩偶。他刚才就已经失去了睡意,但还是半眯着眼睛,装成半梦不醒的样子往卧室走去。铭锐想用手护着他,手掌放在他背上时,杉松觉得他的手像火一样烫。
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