夜幕已落,无月的夜空黑得深沉。舞玲抬起头,从监牢高处的一线天窗望出去,目力所及,除了几颗无力闪烁的星辰外,连一丝薄云也看不到。“明日,该是个好天气。”她喃喃地说着,鼻中轻轻“哼”了声,微微上翘的唇角勾出一丝讥讽的笑意。重重牢门在铁链开解的“哐啷”声中缓缓开启。一道,接着一道,间隔着一轻一重两种脚步声,由远及近,终于来到了身后。 The night has ended, no dark sky deep moon. Dance Ling looked up, looking from the top of the prison jail skylights, eyesight, in addition to a few flicker of stars, and even a trace of thin clouds can not see. “Tomorrow is a good day. ” She whispered, her nose softly “” hum “, slightly upturned lips hooked a sarcastic smile. Heavy door in the open chain solution ”哐 啷 " sound slowly open. One, then one, separated by a light and heavy two kinds of footsteps, from far and near, finally came behind.