一夜浓得用力一握,就能握出水来。沈七七坐在阳台的地板上,点燃一支烟,在忽明忽暗的微光里,隔着镂空的栏杆,与外面的夜色相互打量、窥视、探究,可谁也走不进谁的心里,一如她和耿晨。烟灰如毛毛虫的尸体,一截一截地堆放了小半个烟灰缸。最后一支燃尽后,她重新回到床上,可失眠依然没有放过她,她只好从背后拥住耿晨,想借助他的力量与夜晚对抗,昏昏沉沉中,总算朦胧睡去。 Concentrate overnight with a strong grip, you can hold out the water. Shen seventy-seven sitting on the balcony floor, lit a cigarette, flickering in the flickering, across the hollow railings, and the outside of the night looking at each other, peep, explore, but who can not walk into who’s heart As she and Geng Chen. Ashes, such as the body of caterpillars, piled up half an ashtray. After the last burn, she returned to bed again, insomnia still can not let her go, she had to hug from the back of Geng Chen, trying to use his power to confront the night, drowsiness, and finally sleep hazy.