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​‍‌阳​‍‌光​‍‌从​‍‌百​‍‌叶​‍‌窗​‍‌的​‍‌扇​‍‌片​‍‌里​‍‌漏​‍‌进​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌洒​‍‌下​‍‌参​‍‌差​‍‌的​‍‌阴​‍‌影​‍‌，​‍‌将​‍‌空​‍‌气​‍‌里​‍‌的​‍‌浮​‍‌尘​‍‌照​‍‌映​‍‌得​‍‌鲜​‍‌明​‍‌，​‍‌屋​‍‌子​‍‌里​‍‌静​‍‌极​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌剩​‍‌下​‍‌胶​‍‌片​‍‌一​‍‌格​‍‌格​‍‌滚​‍‌动​‍‌发​‍‌出​‍‌的​‍‌轻​‍‌微​‍‌响​‍‌动​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌所​‍‌有​‍‌的​‍‌光​‍‌和​‍‌影​‍‌都​‍‌被​‍‌投​‍‌射​‍‌进​‍‌反​‍‌射​‍‌着​‍‌流​‍‌光​‍‌的​‍‌镜​‍‌头​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌随​‍‌着​‍‌静​‍‌谧​‍‌的​‍‌滋​‍‌滋​‍‌声​‍‌被​‍‌刻​‍‌进​‍‌暗​‍‌处​‍‌的​‍‌胶​‍‌片​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌这​‍‌是​‍‌一​‍‌间​‍‌隔​‍‌开​‍‌的​‍‌档​‍‌案​‍‌室​‍‌，​‍‌往​‍‌里​‍‌的​‍‌内​‍‌室​‍‌，​‍‌阴​‍‌沉​‍‌沉​‍‌的​‍‌铁​‍‌门​‍‌锁​‍‌着​‍‌无​‍‌数​‍‌尘​‍‌封​‍‌的​‍‌文​‍‌件​‍‌，​‍‌外​‍‌间​‍‌是​‍‌陈​‍‌旧​‍‌的​‍‌办​‍‌公​‍‌室​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌镜​‍‌头​‍‌被​‍‌藏​‍‌在​‍‌了​‍‌进​‍‌门​‍‌处​‍‌的​‍‌隔​‍‌断​‍‌后​‍‌，​‍‌透​‍‌过​‍‌方​‍‌形​‍‌的​‍‌空​‍‌格​‍‌圈​‍‌住​‍‌这​‍‌片​‍‌光​‍‌影​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌轨​‍‌道​‍‌和​‍‌镜​‍‌头​‍‌马​‍‌上​‍‌就​‍‌要​‍‌调​‍‌试​‍‌好​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌导​‍‌演​‍‌和​‍‌摄​‍‌像​‍‌都​‍‌藏​‍‌在​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌见​‍‌的​‍‌隔​‍‌断​‍‌后​‍‌，​‍‌这​‍‌半​‍‌间​‍‌屋​‍‌子​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌有​‍‌她​‍‌和​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌，​‍‌沐​‍‌浴​‍‌着​‍‌满​‍‌身​‍‌的​‍‌热​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌穿​‍‌了​‍‌警​‍‌服​‍‌，​‍‌肩​‍‌上​‍‌的​‍‌章​‍‌反​‍‌射​‍‌了​‍‌点​‍‌光​‍‌，​‍‌刺​‍‌进​‍‌躺​‍‌在​‍‌桌​‍‌子​‍‌上​‍‌的​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌眼​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌下​‍‌意​‍‌识​‍‌闭​‍‌了​‍‌眼​‍‌皱​‍‌着​‍‌眉​‍‌，​‍‌抵​‍‌御​‍‌着​‍‌眼​‍‌睛​‍‌的​‍‌刺​‍‌痛​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌一​‍‌只​‍‌干​‍‌燥​‍‌又​‍‌温​‍‌暖​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌伸​‍‌了​‍‌过​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌帮​‍‌她​‍‌遮​‍‌住​‍‌了​‍‌后​‍‌方​‍‌投​‍‌下​‍‌来​‍‌的​‍‌光​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌感​‍‌觉​‍‌到​‍‌身​‍‌上​‍‌有​‍‌压​‍‌力​‍‌隐​‍‌隐​‍‌传​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌伏​‍‌到​‍‌她​‍‌上​‍‌方​‍‌，​‍‌隐​‍‌约​‍‌的​‍‌呼​‍‌吸​‍‌拂​‍‌过​‍‌，​‍‌像​‍‌蝴​‍‌蝶​‍‌扇​‍‌着​‍‌翅​‍‌膀​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌这​‍‌有​‍‌些​‍‌荒​‍‌谬​‍‌。​‍‌镜​‍‌头​‍‌在​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌见​‍‌的​‍‌地​‍‌方​‍‌，​‍‌头​‍‌顶​‍‌的​‍‌太​‍‌阳​‍‌亮​‍‌得​‍‌让​‍‌人​‍‌心​‍‌慌​‍‌，​‍‌导​‍‌演​‍‌的​‍‌视​‍‌线​‍‌正​‍‌紧​‍‌盯​‍‌着​‍‌监​‍‌视​‍‌屏​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌而​‍‌她​‍‌和​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌在​‍‌相​‍‌拥​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌事​‍‌情​‍‌是​‍‌如​‍‌何​‍‌变​‍‌成​‍‌这​‍‌样​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌突​‍‌然​‍‌有​‍‌点​‍‌反​‍‌应​‍‌不​‍‌过​‍‌来​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌没​‍‌给​‍‌她​‍‌多​‍‌少​‍‌反​‍‌应​‍‌的​‍‌时​‍‌间​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌刻​‍‌意​‍‌压​‍‌低​‍‌的​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌钻​‍‌进​‍‌耳​‍‌朵​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌带​‍‌着​‍‌颗​‍‌粒​‍‌感​‍‌，​‍‌麻​‍‌麻​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌让​‍‌她​‍‌心​‍‌烦​‍‌意​‍‌乱​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌别​‍‌把​‍‌她​‍‌当​‍‌作​‍‌你​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌别​‍‌把​‍‌我​‍‌当​‍‌作​‍‌我​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌她​‍‌猛​‍‌地​‍‌睁​‍‌开​‍‌眼​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌看​‍‌见​‍‌他​‍‌离​‍‌得​‍‌极​‍‌近​‍‌的​‍‌瞳​‍‌孔​‍‌，​‍‌被​‍‌白​‍‌得​‍‌要​‍‌化​‍‌开​‍‌的​‍‌阳​‍‌光​‍‌照​‍‌得​‍‌变​‍‌成​‍‌琥​‍‌珀​‍‌色​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌像​‍‌万​‍‌花​‍‌筒​‍‌的​‍‌光​‍‌怪​‍‌陆​‍‌离​‍‌，​‍‌蛊​‍‌惑​‍‌着​‍‌她​‍‌的​‍‌心​‍‌神​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌被​‍‌那​‍‌双​‍‌眸​‍‌裹​‍‌住​‍‌，​‍‌过​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌会​‍‌才​‍‌问​‍‌道​‍‌：​‍‌“​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌意​‍‌思​‍‌？​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌挣​‍‌扎​‍‌、​‍‌痛​‍‌苦​‍‌、​‍‌怜​‍‌悯​‍‌、​‍‌厌​‍‌恶​‍‌，​‍‌那​‍‌些​‍‌都​‍‌是​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌情​‍‌绪​‍‌，​‍‌是​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌，​‍‌而​‍‌不​‍‌是​‍‌陈​‍‌之​‍‌宁​‍‌。​‍‌”​‍‌他​‍‌眼​‍‌中​‍‌复​‍‌杂​‍‌翻​‍‌涌​‍‌，​‍‌还​‍‌是​‍‌狠​‍‌着​‍‌心​‍‌继​‍‌续​‍‌说​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌放​‍‌弃​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌傲​‍‌慢​‍‌，​‍‌不​‍‌要​‍‌再​‍‌用​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌情​‍‌绪​‍‌取​‍‌代​‍‌她​‍‌的​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌然​‍‌后​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌感​‍‌觉​‍‌到​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌冰​‍‌凉​‍‌的​‍‌指​‍‌尖​‍‌被​‍‌应​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌藏​‍‌在​‍‌她​‍‌腰​‍‌侧​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌轻​‍‌轻​‍‌握​‍‌了​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌在​‍‌耳​‍‌侧​‍‌吐​‍‌露​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌句​‍‌话​‍‌，​‍‌或​‍‌许​‍‌是​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌低​‍‌到​‍‌极​‍‌限​‍‌，​‍‌给​‍‌了​‍‌她​‍‌细​‍‌沙​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌温​‍‌柔​‍‌的​‍‌错​‍‌觉​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌没​‍‌关​‍‌系​‍‌，​‍‌你​‍‌可​‍‌以​‍‌把​‍‌一​‍‌切​‍‌都​‍‌展​‍‌现​‍‌出​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌以​‍‌失​‍‌控​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌以​‍‌宣​‍‌泄​‍‌。​‍‌”​‍‌他​‍‌顿​‍‌了​‍‌下​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌我​‍‌永​‍‌远​‍‌都​‍‌会​‍‌接​‍‌着​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌她​‍‌定​‍‌定​‍‌看​‍‌着​‍‌身​‍‌上​‍‌的​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌似​‍‌乎​‍‌有​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌东​‍‌西​‍‌要​‍‌从​‍‌体​‍‌内​‍‌翻​‍‌涌​‍‌出​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌陈​‍‌年​‍‌的​‍‌、​‍‌腐​‍‌朽​‍‌的​‍‌伤​‍‌口​‍‌被​‍‌暴​‍‌露​‍‌在​‍‌太​‍‌阳​‍‌底​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌好​‍‌似​‍‌见​‍‌了​‍‌光​‍‌的​‍‌腐​‍‌虫​‍‌四​‍‌散​‍‌乱​‍‌爬​‍‌，​‍‌愈​‍‌合​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌半​‍‌的​‍‌新​‍‌肉​‍‌扒​‍‌开​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌等​‍‌待​‍‌剜​‍‌除​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“action​‍‌！​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌那​‍‌只​‍‌握​‍‌住​‍‌她​‍‌指​‍‌尖​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌抽​‍‌出​‍‌，​‍‌狠​‍‌狠​‍‌抓​‍‌住​‍‌她​‍‌包​‍‌裹​‍‌到​‍‌颈​‍‌的​‍‌衣​‍‌襟​‍‌，​‍‌啪​‍‌嗒​‍‌几​‍‌声​‍‌，​‍‌扣​‍‌子​‍‌飞​‍‌快​‍‌地​‍‌在​‍‌空​‍‌中​‍‌弹​‍‌出​‍‌，​‍‌划​‍‌出​‍‌黑​‍‌色​‍‌的​‍‌痕​‍‌迹​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌大​‍‌片​‍‌光​‍‌洁​‍‌的​‍‌皮​‍‌肤​‍‌暴​‍‌露​‍‌出​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌正​‍‌午​‍‌的​‍‌太​‍‌阳​‍‌是​‍‌白​‍‌亮​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌照​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌反​‍‌而​‍‌有​‍‌些​‍‌发​‍‌凉​‍‌，​‍‌毛​‍‌孔​‍‌迅​‍‌速​‍‌立​‍‌了​‍‌起​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌看​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌诡​‍‌异​‍‌又​‍‌动​‍‌人​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌白​‍‌衬​‍‌衫​‍‌卡​‍‌在​‍‌肩​‍‌头​‍‌，​‍‌将​‍‌皮​‍‌肉​‍‌勒​‍‌出​‍‌痕​‍‌迹​‍‌，​‍‌那​‍‌只​‍‌手​‍‌却​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌放​‍‌过​‍‌，​‍‌抓​‍‌住​‍‌衣​‍‌领​‍‌，​‍‌粗​‍‌暴​‍‌地​‍‌往​‍‌下​‍‌扯​‍‌，​‍‌丝​‍‌毫​‍‌不​‍‌顾​‍‌忌​‍‌那​‍‌力​‍‌度​‍‌已​‍‌经​‍‌将​‍‌肩​‍‌膀​‍‌勒​‍‌出​‍‌一​‍‌大​‍‌片​‍‌红​‍‌痕​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌啪​‍‌，​‍‌衬​‍‌衫​‍‌彻​‍‌底​‍‌被​‍‌扯​‍‌开​‍‌，​‍‌白​‍‌色​‍‌的​‍‌内​‍‌衣​‍‌包​‍‌裹​‍‌着​‍‌胸​‍‌乳​‍‌，​‍‌那​‍‌只​‍‌手​‍‌直​‍‌接​‍‌握​‍‌了​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌，​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌温​‍‌柔​‍‌，​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌爱​‍‌抚​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌发​‍‌泄​‍‌欲​‍‌望​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌捏​‍‌着​‍‌乳​‍‌肉​‍‌，​‍‌让​‍‌它​‍‌荡​‍‌出​‍‌波​‍‌痕​‍‌，​‍‌却​‍‌痛​‍‌得​‍‌发​‍‌慌​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌的​‍‌大​‍‌脑​‍‌一​‍‌片​‍‌空​‍‌白​‍‌，​‍‌彻​‍‌底​‍‌失​‍‌去​‍‌思​‍‌考​‍‌的​‍‌能​‍‌力​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌前​‍‌一​‍‌秒​‍‌还​‍‌在​‍‌她​‍‌耳​‍‌畔​‍‌温​‍‌柔​‍‌低​‍‌语​‍‌的​‍‌人​‍‌，​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌却​‍‌在​‍‌肆​‍‌无​‍‌忌​‍‌惮​‍‌地​‍‌用​‍‌着​‍‌暴​‍‌力​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌当​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌身​‍‌体​‍‌强​‍‌势​‍‌地​‍‌挤​‍‌进​‍‌双​‍‌腿​‍‌之​‍‌间​‍‌，​‍‌扯​‍‌着​‍‌裹​‍‌身​‍‌裙​‍‌往​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌不​‍‌耐​‍‌烦​‍‌地​‍‌从​‍‌下​‍‌面​‍‌粗​‍‌暴​‍‌地​‍‌撕​‍‌开​‍‌裙​‍‌摆​‍‌，​‍‌布​‍‌料​‍‌撕​‍‌裂​‍‌的​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌在​‍‌空​‍‌寂​‍‌的​‍‌室​‍‌内​‍‌回​‍‌荡​‍‌，​‍‌传​‍‌进​‍‌耳​‍‌朵​‍‌里​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌她​‍‌终​‍‌于​‍‌后​‍‌知​‍‌后​‍‌觉​‍‌地​‍‌感​‍‌受​‍‌到​‍‌疼​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌第​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌涌​‍‌上​‍‌来​‍‌的​‍‌情​‍‌绪​‍‌是​‍‌无​‍‌措​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌从​‍‌来​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌预​‍‌想​‍‌过​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌会​‍‌伤​‍‌害​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌，​‍‌哪​‍‌怕​‍‌在​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌伤​‍‌他​‍‌最​‍‌深​‍‌的​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌，​‍‌内​‍‌心​‍‌深​‍‌处​‍‌也​‍‌知​‍‌道​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌不​‍‌会​‍‌舍​‍‌得​‍‌报​‍‌复​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌是​‍‌在​‍‌做​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌，​‍‌那​‍‌双​‍‌手​‍‌毫​‍‌无​‍‌怜​‍‌惜​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌耐​‍‌性​‍‌，​‍‌粗​‍‌野​‍‌又​‍‌急​‍‌切​‍‌地​‍‌在​‍‌她​‍‌身​‍‌体​‍‌上​‍‌面​‍‌游​‍‌走​‍‌，​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌一​‍‌点​‍‌感​‍‌情​‍‌，​‍‌似​‍‌乎​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌在​‍‌称​‍‌量​‍‌着​‍‌一​‍‌块​‍‌肉​‍‌，​‍‌能​‍‌从​‍‌里​‍‌面​‍‌榨​‍‌取​‍‌多​‍‌少​‍‌好​‍‌处​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌不​‍‌要​‍‌。​‍‌”​‍‌她​‍‌空​‍‌着​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌，​‍‌如​‍‌同​‍‌砧​‍‌板​‍‌上​‍‌离​‍‌水​‍‌的​‍‌鱼​‍‌，​‍‌抖​‍‌着​‍‌嘴​‍‌唇​‍‌，​‍‌笨​‍‌拙​‍‌又​‍‌迟​‍‌钝​‍‌地​‍‌说​‍‌出​‍‌这​‍‌两​‍‌个​‍‌字​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌这​‍‌无​‍‌力​‍‌的​‍‌抗​‍‌争​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌一​‍‌点​‍‌用​‍‌处​‍‌，​‍‌身​‍‌上​‍‌的​‍‌人​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌连​‍‌抚​‍‌弄​‍‌她​‍‌都​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌兴​‍‌趣​‍‌，​‍‌将​‍‌她​‍‌翻​‍‌了​‍‌个​‍‌身​‍‌，​‍‌像​‍‌在​‍‌屠​‍‌夫​‍‌的​‍‌肉​‍‌摊​‍‌上​‍‌翻​‍‌捡​‍‌起​‍‌一​‍‌块​‍‌死​‍‌肉​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌，​‍‌就​‍‌压​‍‌了​‍‌上​‍‌去​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌不​‍‌要​‍‌。​‍‌”​‍‌她​‍‌越​‍‌发​‍‌颤​‍‌得​‍‌厉​‍‌害​‍‌，​‍‌呼​‍‌喊​‍‌的​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌更​‍‌大​‍‌了​‍‌些​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌那​‍‌只​‍‌手​‍‌直​‍‌接​‍‌掀​‍‌开​‍‌了​‍‌破​‍‌碎​‍‌的​‍‌裙​‍‌摆​‍‌，​‍‌探​‍‌了​‍‌进​‍‌去​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌不​‍‌要​‍‌！​‍‌不​‍‌要​‍‌！​‍‌走​‍‌开​‍‌！​‍‌”​‍‌悲​‍‌鸣​‍‌爆​‍‌发​‍‌出​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌想​‍‌不​‍‌到​‍‌台​‍‌词​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌想​‍‌不​‍‌到​‍‌骂​‍‌人​‍‌的​‍‌狠​‍‌话​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌本​‍‌能​‍‌在​‍‌促​‍‌使​‍‌着​‍‌颤​‍‌抖​‍‌的​‍‌牙​‍‌齿​‍‌张​‍‌开​‍‌，​‍‌从​‍‌喉​‍‌咙​‍‌里​‍‌发​‍‌出​‍‌濒​‍‌死​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌的​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌她​‍‌动​‍‌不​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌身​‍‌上​‍‌的​‍‌人​‍‌死​‍‌死​‍‌压​‍‌着​‍‌，​‍‌握​‍‌住​‍‌两​‍‌只​‍‌手​‍‌，​‍‌死​‍‌死​‍‌抓​‍‌住​‍‌，​‍‌桌​‍‌沿​‍‌磕​‍‌在​‍‌胯​‍‌骨​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌每​‍‌挣​‍‌扎​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌都​‍‌是​‍‌磨​‍‌撞​‍‌的​‍‌痛​‍‌苦​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌她​‍‌被​‍‌压​‍‌在​‍‌桌​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌都​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌见​‍‌，​‍‌眼​‍‌前​‍‌只​‍‌有​‍‌百​‍‌叶​‍‌窗​‍‌里​‍‌刺​‍‌进​‍‌开​‍‌的​‍‌白​‍‌光​‍‌，​‍‌照​‍‌得​‍‌人​‍‌流​‍‌下​‍‌生​‍‌理​‍‌性​‍‌的​‍‌眼​‍‌泪​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌想​‍‌不​‍‌到​‍‌哭​‍‌，​‍‌全​‍‌身​‍‌上​‍‌下​‍‌都​‍‌还​‍‌在​‍‌反​‍‌应​‍‌到​‍‌底​‍‌发​‍‌生​‍‌了​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌那​‍‌人​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌这​‍‌么​‍‌仁​‍‌慈​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌无​‍‌情​‍‌地​‍‌按​‍‌住​‍‌她​‍‌的​‍‌后​‍‌脑​‍‌，​‍‌将​‍‌她​‍‌的​‍‌脸​‍‌用​‍‌力​‍‌按​‍‌在​‍‌桌​‍‌子​‍‌冰​‍‌冷​‍‌的​‍‌玻​‍‌璃​‍‌面​‍‌上​‍‌蹂​‍‌躏​‍‌，​‍‌于​‍‌是​‍‌她​‍‌连​‍‌光​‍‌也​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌到​‍‌了​‍‌。