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等​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌和​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌穿​‍‌好​‍‌衣​‍‌服​‍‌从​‍‌楼​‍‌上​‍‌下​‍‌来​‍‌的​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌和​‍‌陶​‍‌母​‍‌已​‍‌经​‍‌等​‍‌在​‍‌客​‍‌厅​‍‌，​‍‌惨​‍‌白​‍‌的​‍‌荧​‍‌光​‍‌灯​‍‌照​‍‌在​‍‌顶​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌让​‍‌整​‍‌个​‍‌人​‍‌都​‍‌没​‍‌了​‍‌生​‍‌气​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌气​‍‌氛​‍‌僵​‍‌得​‍‌像​‍‌冷​‍‌掉​‍‌的​‍‌油​‍‌脂​‍‌，​‍‌黏​‍‌腻​‍‌又​‍‌不​‍‌适​‍‌，​‍‌密​‍‌密​‍‌地​‍‌粘​‍‌在​‍‌每​‍‌个​‍‌毛​‍‌孔​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌呼​‍‌吸​‍‌都​‍‌困​‍‌难​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌还​‍‌是​‍‌那​‍‌副​‍‌样​‍‌子​‍‌，​‍‌独​‍‌自​‍‌走​‍‌在​‍‌前​‍‌面​‍‌，​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌落​‍‌在​‍‌身​‍‌后​‍‌，​‍‌低​‍‌着​‍‌头​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌出​‍‌表​‍‌情​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌连​‍‌脚​‍‌步​‍‌都​‍‌变​‍‌得​‍‌拖​‍‌沓​‍‌而​‍‌丧​‍‌气​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌等​‍‌她​‍‌走​‍‌到​‍‌大​‍‌人​‍‌面​‍‌前​‍‌，​‍‌丝​‍‌毫​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌顾​‍‌忌​‍‌他​‍‌们​‍‌的​‍‌脸​‍‌色​‍‌，​‍‌径​‍‌直​‍‌坐​‍‌下​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌带​‍‌着​‍‌几​‍‌分​‍‌游​‍‌刃​‍‌有​‍‌余​‍‌，​‍‌观​‍‌察​‍‌着​‍‌所​‍‌有​‍‌人​‍‌的​‍‌痛​‍‌心​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌到​‍‌底​‍‌是​‍‌怎​‍‌么​‍‌回​‍‌事​‍‌？​‍‌”​‍‌沉​‍‌默​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌会​‍‌儿​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌才​‍‌终​‍‌于​‍‌开​‍‌口​‍‌问​‍‌道​‍‌，​‍‌语​‍‌气​‍‌里​‍‌的​‍‌疲​‍‌惫​‍‌掩​‍‌都​‍‌掩​‍‌不​‍‌住​‍‌，​‍‌眉​‍‌心​‍‌皱​‍‌得​‍‌厉​‍‌害​‍‌，​‍‌拉​‍‌成​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌长​‍‌长​‍‌的​‍‌川​‍‌字​‍‌纹​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌看​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌的​‍‌表​‍‌情​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌也​‍‌不​‍‌想​‍‌去​‍‌看​‍‌，​‍‌似​‍‌乎​‍‌怕​‍‌多​‍‌看​‍‌一​‍‌眼​‍‌，​‍‌就​‍‌会​‍‌击​‍‌溃​‍‌他​‍‌坚​‍‌持​‍‌至​‍‌今​‍‌的​‍‌勇​‍‌气​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌是​‍‌抬​‍‌头​‍‌望​‍‌向​‍‌父​‍‌母​‍‌，​‍‌抿​‍‌了​‍‌抿​‍‌唇​‍‌，​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌不​‍‌大​‍‌，​‍‌语​‍‌气​‍‌却​‍‌坚​‍‌定​‍‌：​‍‌“​‍‌我​‍‌喜​‍‌欢​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌他​‍‌没​‍‌说​‍‌完​‍‌，​‍‌就​‍‌被​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌打​‍‌断​‍‌了​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌不​‍‌就​‍‌是​‍‌你​‍‌们​‍‌看​‍‌到​‍‌的​‍‌那​‍‌样​‍‌，​‍‌你​‍‌女​‍‌儿​‍‌和​‍‌你​‍‌儿​‍‌子​‍‌在​‍‌做​‍‌爱​‍‌，​‍‌该​‍‌做​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌不​‍‌该​‍‌做​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌早​‍‌都​‍‌全​‍‌做​‍‌了​‍‌。​‍‌”​‍‌她​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌还​‍‌在​‍‌笑​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌的​‍‌太​‍‌阳​‍‌穴​‍‌跳​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌这​‍‌么​‍‌多​‍‌年​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌面​‍‌上​‍‌头​‍‌一​‍‌次​‍‌浮​‍‌现​‍‌出​‍‌在​‍‌巨​‍‌大​‍‌冲​‍‌击​‍‌下​‍‌的​‍‌明​‍‌显​‍‌的​‍‌无​‍‌措​‍‌，​‍‌同​‍‌样​‍‌的​‍‌表​‍‌情​‍‌也​‍‌出​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌陶​‍‌阿​‍‌姨​‍‌的​‍‌脸​‍‌上​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌眼​‍‌里​‍‌的​‍‌泪​‍‌快​‍‌要​‍‌包​‍‌不​‍‌住​‍‌了​‍‌，​‍‌顷​‍‌刻​‍‌便​‍‌要​‍‌落​‍‌下​‍‌来​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌顾​‍‌不​‍‌得​‍‌是​‍‌在​‍‌父​‍‌母​‍‌面​‍‌前​‍‌，​‍‌拉​‍‌住​‍‌了​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌的​‍‌手​‍‌腕​‍‌，​‍‌逼​‍‌迫​‍‌着​‍‌她​‍‌回​‍‌头​‍‌看​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌，​‍‌直​‍‌到​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌，​‍‌他​‍‌也​‍‌依​‍‌然​‍‌看​‍‌不​‍‌得​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌这​‍‌样​‍‌故​‍‌作​‍‌姿​‍‌态​‍‌糟​‍‌蹋​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌的​‍‌行​‍‌为​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌可​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌看​‍‌也​‍‌不​‍‌看​‍‌就​‍‌甩​‍‌开​‍‌了​‍‌他​‍‌，​‍‌只​‍‌盯​‍‌着​‍‌自​‍‌己​‍‌的​‍‌父​‍‌亲​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌再​‍‌开​‍‌口​‍‌时​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌的​‍‌声​‍‌音​‍‌像​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌老​‍‌了​‍‌十​‍‌岁​‍‌：​‍‌“​‍‌你​‍‌到​‍‌底​‍‌想​‍‌做​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌，​‍‌当​‍‌初​‍‌我​‍‌再​‍‌婚​‍‌前​‍‌，​‍‌也​‍‌是​‍‌问​‍‌过​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌，​‍‌这​‍‌个​‍‌家​‍‌里​‍‌没​‍‌有​‍‌人​‍‌对​‍‌不​‍‌住​‍‌你​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌像​‍‌听​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌极​‍‌好​‍‌笑​‍‌的​‍‌笑​‍‌话​‍‌，​‍‌眉​‍‌眼​‍‌弯​‍‌起​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌还​‍‌带​‍‌着​‍‌些​‍‌欢​‍‌爱​‍‌后​‍‌的​‍‌媚​‍‌色​‍‌，​‍‌可​‍‌这​‍‌缕​‍‌媚​‍‌色​‍‌，​‍‌衬​‍‌得​‍‌她​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌像​‍‌淬​‍‌了​‍‌毒​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌，​‍‌阴​‍‌冷​‍‌冷​‍‌的​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌是​‍‌啊​‍‌，​‍‌没​‍‌人​‍‌对​‍‌不​‍‌起​‍‌我​‍‌，​‍‌你​‍‌有​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌前​‍‌途​‍‌要​‍‌奔​‍‌，​‍‌有​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌不​‍‌甘​‍‌要​‍‌完​‍‌成​‍‌，​‍‌我​‍‌和​‍‌妈​‍‌妈​‍‌早​‍‌就​‍‌成​‍‌了​‍‌你​‍‌这​‍‌么​‍‌多​‍‌年​‍‌想​‍‌甩​‍‌都​‍‌甩​‍‌不​‍‌掉​‍‌的​‍‌包​‍‌袱​‍‌了​‍‌吧​‍‌？​‍‌”​‍‌她​‍‌口​‍‌气​‍‌里​‍‌的​‍‌毒​‍‌越​‍‌来​‍‌越​‍‌浓​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌你​‍‌的​‍‌那​‍‌颗​‍‌心​‍‌是​‍‌心​‍‌，​‍‌别​‍‌人​‍‌的​‍‌心​‍‌就​‍‌都​‍‌是​‍‌狗​‍‌屁​‍‌，​‍‌活​‍‌该​‍‌被​‍‌糟​‍‌践,​‍‌活​‍‌该​‍‌被​‍‌当​‍‌作​‍‌恶​‍‌心​‍‌的​‍‌垃​‍‌圾​‍‌一​‍‌样​‍‌被​‍‌唾​‍‌弃​‍‌。​‍‌爸​‍‌爸​‍‌，​‍‌您​‍‌现​‍‌在​‍‌应​‍‌该​‍‌很​‍‌幸​‍‌福​‍‌吧​‍‌，​‍‌幸​‍‌福​‍‌到​‍‌甚​‍‌至​‍‌都​‍‌懒​‍‌得​‍‌敷​‍‌衍​‍‌我​‍‌，​‍‌懒​‍‌得​‍‌把​‍‌私​‍‌生​‍‌子​‍‌的​‍‌事​‍‌藏​‍‌藏​‍‌好​‍‌！​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌说​‍‌到​‍‌后​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌已​‍‌近​‍‌歇​‍‌斯​‍‌底​‍‌里​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌这​‍‌话​‍‌一​‍‌出​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌震​‍‌了​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌，​‍‌陶​‍‌阿​‍‌姨​‍‌面​‍‌色​‍‌一​‍‌下​‍‌子​‍‌白​‍‌了​‍‌起​‍‌来​‍‌，​‍‌嘴​‍‌唇​‍‌抖​‍‌得​‍‌厉​‍‌害​‍‌，​‍‌想​‍‌往​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌那​‍‌边​‍‌看​‍‌，​‍‌又​‍‌不​‍‌敢​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌而​‍‌站​‍‌在​‍‌她​‍‌身​‍‌侧​‍‌的​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌，​‍‌整​‍‌个​‍‌人​‍‌沉​‍‌浸​‍‌在​‍‌巨​‍‌大​‍‌的​‍‌震​‍‌惊​‍‌里​‍‌，​‍‌如​‍‌同​‍‌暴​‍‌雨​‍‌突​‍‌至​‍‌，​‍‌让​‍‌人​‍‌只​‍‌能​‍‌靠​‍‌本​‍‌能​‍‌麻​‍‌木​‍‌地​‍‌抵​‍‌御​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌你​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌知​‍‌道​‍‌的​‍‌？​‍‌”​‍‌长​‍‌久​‍‌的​‍‌沉​‍‌默​‍‌后​‍‌，​‍‌应​‍‌父​‍‌疲​‍‌惫​‍‌地​‍‌开​‍‌口​‍‌。
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌什​‍‌么​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌？​‍‌”​‍‌应​‍‌白​‍‌涌​‍‌起​‍‌一​‍‌个​‍‌古​‍‌怪​‍‌的​‍‌笑​‍‌，​‍‌眼​‍‌里​‍‌似​‍‌乎​‍‌有​‍‌闪​‍‌光​‍‌涌​‍‌动​‍‌，​‍‌她​‍‌咽​‍‌下​‍‌喉​‍‌中​‍‌的​‍‌硬​‍‌块​‍‌，​‍‌说​‍‌道​‍‌：​‍‌“​‍‌让​‍‌我​‍‌想​‍‌想​‍‌。​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌可​‍‌能​‍‌是​‍‌从​‍‌你​‍‌见​‍‌到​‍‌陶​‍‌苍​‍‌林​‍‌时​‍‌，​‍‌那​‍‌股​‍‌遮​‍‌掩​‍‌都​‍‌懒​‍‌得​‍‌遮​‍‌掩​‍‌的​‍‌兴​‍‌奋​‍‌时​‍‌开​‍‌始​‍‌。​‍‌爸​‍‌爸​‍‌，​‍‌你​‍‌知​‍‌道​‍‌你​‍‌看​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌眼​‍‌神​‍‌，​‍‌是​‍‌多​‍‌么​‍‌露​‍‌骨​‍‌的​‍‌欣​‍‌慰​‍‌和​‍‌关​‍‌心​‍‌吗​‍‌？​‍‌”
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​‍‌​‍‌​‍‌“​‍‌也​‍‌可​‍‌能​‍‌是​‍‌你​‍‌从​‍‌没​‍‌参​‍‌加​‍‌过​‍‌我​‍‌的​‍‌家​‍‌长​‍‌会​‍‌，​‍‌连​‍‌我​‍‌读​‍‌几​‍‌年​‍‌级​‍‌都​‍‌分​‍‌不​‍‌清​‍‌，​‍‌我​‍‌却​‍‌在​‍‌抽​‍‌屉​‍‌里​‍‌看​‍‌见​‍‌你​‍‌藏​‍‌着​‍‌他​‍‌的​‍‌升​‍‌学​‍‌成​‍‌绩​‍‌单​‍‌的​‍‌时​‍‌候​‍‌。​‍‌”