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胡古月没有急着进屋,而是站在门前待了一会。上楼梯的时候,台阶上落了厚厚一层灰尘,脚踩在上面发出刺刺啦啦的声响。他想,是不是把地擦一遍,但转念一想,反正也没人住,就让它去吧。他点了支烟,吸了几口,然后开门。门锁有些不灵便,他费了些劲。其实上次来的时候,锁就不好了,他想着再来的时候要在锁孔里添点油,结果也忘了。屋子里散发着陈旧的气味儿。窗纱网上的气孔被尘土堵住了,没什么风,屋子里灰尘的味道让他不舒服。他把前后阳台上的窗户都拉开了,这样空气就在房间里流动起来。他
Hu Gu month did not hurry into the house, but stood in front of the door for a while. When going up the stairs, a thick layer of dust fell on the steps, and the sound of piercing la la las sighs on the feet. He thought, is not to wipe it again, but then I thought, no one live anyway, let it go. He lit his cigarette, took a few bites, and then opened the door. Some inconvenience locks, he spent some strength. In fact, when the last time, the lock is not good, he thought again when you want to add oil in the keyhole, the result is forgotten. The room exudes an old smell. The stomata on the screens were clogged with dust. There was no wind. The dusty smell in the room made him uncomfortable. He drew the windows on the front and back balconies, so the air flowed in the room. he