夜深了 ,车城十堰城区雾锁夜罩 ,一幢幢楼宇窗门紧闭。在五堰街某幢宿舍的一间房子里 ,万非迷迷糊糊地躺在床上 ,似睡非睡。多少天来内心炼狱般的思想斗争 ,已把他折磨得疲惫不堪。冥冥之中 ,他想得最多的还是死。只有死 ,才能一了百了 ;只有死 ,自己才能不再受感情和生活的煎 Late at night, the city of Shiyan fog lock the nightclub, block building windows closed. In Wuyin Street, a dormitory in a house, not even stumbled in bed, like sleeping non-sleep. How many days have you spent in inner-purgatory ideological struggle? Somewhere, he thinks most of the still dead. Only death, can be accomplished; only death, their own can no longer be affected by feelings and life frying