明姬慢慢起身,看着微弱的光线下睡得很死的赵之全。他身体舒展、松弛、满足,像刚刚泄过一泡憋了很久的小便。她很想自己一个耳光。手举起来了,中途又放了下去。深更半夜的,给谁看呢?还是先去洗个澡吧。樱花小区是一片白墙红瓦的多层建筑,依着地势斜铺在一处缓坡上,一眼望去,红红白白,当真像开了一大片樱花。明姬坐公交上下班,来来回回都寡着一张脸,只在胜利三路这一站,才生出一丝活气来,一双眼睛像觅食的鸟,在樱花小区上空饥饿地盘旋。关注久了,有一天,明姬脑子里冷不丁蹦出一颗炸弹来。要是弄颗炸弹扔进去会怎样呢?这想法把她吓着了,她想起 Ming Ji slowly got up and looked very sleepy under the weak light of Zhao all. He stretches, relaxes and gratifies, urinating just as it had been for a long time. She really wanted to slap her face. Hands up, halfway and let go. Deep in the middle of the night, who to see? Or go to take a shower. Sakura district is a red-brick white-brick multi-storey building, according to the terrain oblique shop on a gentle slope, a glance, red and white, really like to open a large cherry. Ming Ji take the bus to work, come and go and have a face, only in the victory of this station, gave birth to a hint of vitality, a pair of eyes like foraging bird hungry in the cherry community hovering. Concerned for a long time, one day, Ming Ji mind suddenly chill out of a bomb. What if I get a bomb thrown in? This idea frightened her, she remembered