1其时,夜已经很深了,周异终于还是下了楼来,而在那之前,周异在那间屋子里呆了一年三个月,一步都没有踏出过门口。那一晚,在周异的心里,涌起了翻滚的波涛,他十几回地打开门又关上,心里始终忐忑着,是否该下去呢?当他再次打开门,又探头往屋外窥看个遍,走廊里灯光昏暗,阒无人影,他舒了口气,拔起腿跨出了屋来,蹑手蹑脚地走过一扇扇紧闭的门,转下了楼梯。他紧攥着手提电脑,尽量地贴着墙壁的一侧,心里念叨着这会可不要碰上了别人。在一楼的铁门前,他鼓捣了十多分钟,竟然就拧不开那锁头,头上直冒干烟。慌乱中,“嘚”一声,那锁却跳开了,原来是按中了电钮。 1 At that time, the night was so deep that the differences finally came downstairs. Before that, Zhou was in that room for a year and a half for three months, without taking a step in front of the door. That night, in the different heart, filled with rolling waves, he opened the door more than a dozen times and closed, my heart always shackled, whether to go on? When he opened the door again, the probe went to see a room outside There was a dim light in the corridor, no shadow, and he took a sigh of relief, pulled his legs out of the room, crept through a closed door and turned down the stairs. He clutched his laptop and tried to stick to the side of the wall, talking about it and not going to run into someone else. In front of the iron door on the first floor, he tinker for more than 10 minutes, even unscrewed the lock, head straight to dry smoke. Panic, “嘚 ” soon as the lock was jumped away, turned out to be the button.