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<h3>20黄昏(第1页)</h3><script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+KjwvcD4='));</script>

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到了琴铺,老师傅一见断琴,眼皮子抖了抖,嘴角耷拉下来,径自惋惜:“哎呀,暴殄天物啊!”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq36Z2i5LiK6K636K6377ya4oCc6IO95L+u5aW95LmI4oCm4oCm4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷面上讷讷:“能修好么……”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5p6v6buE5bim6Iyn55qE5omL5pG45LiK5Y6777yM6ICB5biI5YKF6Z2i5LiK55qE55qx57q56L+t5b6X5pu05rex77yM5LuW5rKJ5oCd54mH5Yi777yM6K+05L+u5Y+v5Lul77yM5Y+q5piv55So5Yir55qE5p2Q5paZ5o6l5LiK77yM5Y2z5L6/5piv5L+u5aW95LqG77yM6Z+z6Imy5Lmf5Lya5aSn5LiN5aaC5YmN44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

枯黄带茧的手摸上去,老师傅面上的皱纹迭得更深,他沉思片刻,说修可以,只是用别的材料接上,即便是修好了,音色也会大不如前。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq354K55aS077yM6K+05rKh5YWz57O744CC5Y+I5Lqy6Ieq6YCJ5LqG5YGa5paw55C06IOa55So55qE5Y+k6buR5qGQ5pyo77yM6L+Y5pyJ5qCT55C055So55qE5Lid5bym5ZCO77yM5bCG5LiA54mH6YeR5Y+25a2Q55WZ5Zyo5qGI5YmN5YGa5a6a6YeR44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷点头,说没关系。又亲自选了做新琴胚用的古黑桐木,还有栓琴用的丝弦后,将一片金叶子留在案前做定金。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Ye65LqG6YeM6Ze077yM5aW55oOz5LqG5oOz77yM5oqY5Zue5Y675Y+I5Yqg5LqG5LiA5Lu96ZKx77yM6K+06L+Z5pyo5aS05oiR6KaB5YGa5Lik5oqK55C077yM5L+u5LiA5oqK77yM5YGa5Lik5oqK77yM5Y+v5Lul5LmI44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

出了里间,她想了想,折回去又加了一份钱,说这木头我要做两把琴,修一把,做两把,可以么。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ICB5biI5YKF5bqU5LqG77yM6K6p5aW55LiA5Liq5pyI5YaN5ZCO5p2l5Y+W44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

老师傅应了,让她一个月再后来取。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuO55C06ZO66YeM5Ye65p2l77yM6JS65LqV6Ziz5bCx56uZ5Zyo5pyA5ZCO5LiA57qn55qE5Y+w6Zi25LiK562J552A44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

从琴铺里出来,蔺井阳就站在最后一级的台阶上等着。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZW/6Lqr546J56uL77yM5b6u5Z6C552A5aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

长身玉立,微垂着头。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW6Z2i5YmN5pyJ5LiA57qm5Zub5LqU5bKB55qE5bCP5YS/77yM5oC75LqG5Lik5Y+q6KeS77yM5q2j6aaL552A5Y+j5rC077yM5LiA5LiL5LiL5ZKs552A5omL5oyH77yM5Luw552A57qi5b2k5b2k55qE6IS46JuL77yM5YiH5YiH55uv552A5LuW5omL5Lit55qE57OW6JGr6Iqm44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

他面前有一约四五岁的小儿,总了两只角,正馋着口水,一下下咬着手指,仰着红彤彤的脸蛋,切切盯着他手中的糖葫芦。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6JS65LqV6Ziz5bm25rKh5pyJ5bCG5omL5Lit55qE57OW6JGr6Iqm57uZ5LuW77yM6ICM5piv5rip5p+U5Zyw5ouN5ouN5bCP5YS/55qE5Y+R6aG277yM57uZ5LqG5LuW5LiA6aKX56KO6ZO244CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

蔺井阳并没有将手中的糖葫芦给他,而是温柔地拍拍小儿的发顶,给了他一颗碎银。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5bCP5YS/6Lmm6Lmm6Lez6Lez56a75Y6777yM5LuW6Z2Z56uL5Zyo5Y6f5Zyw77yM5rWF5rWF5LiA56yR44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

小儿蹦蹦跳跳离去,他静立在原地,浅浅一笑。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pel5b2x5p+U5ZKM77yM5b6u6aOO5pKp5Lq677yM6KSq5Y676K6w5b+G5Lit5bCR5bm055qE6Z2S5rap77yM5aaC5LuK55qE5LuW77yM6IS45a655q+U5LuO5YmN5pu05Z2a5q+F77yM6L2u5buT5LuN5YOP5rC05aKo55S76YeM5Yu+5Ye65p2l55qE44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

日影柔和,微风撩人,褪去记忆中少年的青涩,如今的他,脸容比从前更坚毅,轮廓仍像水墨画里勾出来的。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5L2Z5YWJ5Lit6KeB5aW56Z2g6L+R77yM5oqs5omL5bCG57OW6JGr6Iqm6YCS57uZ5aW544CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

余光中见她靠近,抬手将糖葫芦递给她。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq35oq/5Zi05LiA56yR77yM5o6l6L+H5p2l77yM4oCc5oiR546w5Zyo5LiN5piv5bCP5a2p5a2Q5LqG44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷抿嘴一笑,接过来,“我现在不是小孩子了。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6JS65LqV6Ziz6YGT77ya4oCc5aSn5Lq65Lmf6IO95ZCD44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

蔺井阳道:“大人也能吃。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Y+I6Zeu5aW5546w5Zyo6L+Y5LiN566X5pma77yM6KaB5LiN6KaB5Y676YCb6YCb44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

又问她现在还不算晚,要不要去逛逛。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq35qyj54S25bqU5YWB44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷欣然应允。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW5Lus5YWI5Zyo6YWS6IKG6L2s5LqG5LiA5ZyI77yM5ZCD5LqG5Lqb5Lic6KW/77yM5pyA5ZCO5Zyo6ZW/6KGX5LiK5Zub5aSE6YCb44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

他们先在酒肆转了一圈,吃了些东西,最后在长街上四处逛。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6KGX5aS05biC5LqV6YeM55m95pel5b6I54Ot6Ze577yM5pyJ5Y2W54Gv5YW355qE77yM5pyJ5Y2W57ui6Iqx55qE77yM6L+Y5pyJ5ZCE57G75bCP5ZCD77yM6Imv6Iq35b+954S25YGc5Zyo5Y2W55S75YW355qE5bCP5pGK5YmN77yM5bCP5pGK5ZCO5aS05oyC552A5a2X55S777yM5qCH5qac5ZCN5a625ZCN56yU77yM5a6e6ZmF5Zib77yM55yf5YGH5a2Y55aR44CC6ICM5YmN5aS06auY5L2O5LiN5LiA55qE5pyo5p625LiK77yM6ZO6552A5ZCE6Imy5rC05b2p5ZKM56yU57q444CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

街头市井里白日很热闹,有卖灯具的,有卖绢花的,还有各类小吃,良芷忽然停在卖画具的小摊前,小摊后头挂着字画,标榜名家名笔,实际嘛,真假存疑。而前头高低不一的木架上,铺着各色水彩和笔纸。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq35o2h6LW35LiA55uS5pyx56CC77yM5oun5byA55yL5LqG55yL77yM6K+077ya4oCc5L2g6L+Z6aKc6Imy5LiN5a+55ZWK44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷捡起一盒朱砂,拧开看了看,说:“你这颜色不对啊。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pGK5Li75o6i5aS055yL5LqG5LiA55y877yM5LiN5pyN5rCU77yM4oCc5ZOq6YeM5LiN5a+577yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

摊主探头看了一眼,不服气,“哪里不对?”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq35pGH5pGH5aS077yM4oCc5oC75LmL5bCx5piv5LiN5a+577yM5pyx56CC57qi5Y+v5piv5aS06Imy77yM5Y+v5L2g55yL5L2g6L+Z57KJ6LSo4oCm4oCm4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷摇摇头,“总之就是不对,朱砂红可是头色,可你看你这粉质……”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6L+Z5L2N5aeR5aiY77yM5L2g5LiN5oeC5Yir5Lmx6K+05ZGA77yM6L+Z6Imy5ZOq5YS/5LiN57qv5LqG77yM6L+Z5bCx5piv5aS06Imy77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“这位姑娘,你不懂别乱说呀,这色哪儿不纯了,这就是头色!”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Imv6Iq36L6p6amz77ya4oCc5L2g6L+Z5Y+I5LiN5piv5Y2W5Liq5aWz5YS/5a6255qE6IOt6ISC77yM5piv5LiK6Imy55So55qE77yM5L2g5b2T5oiR556O5Zib77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

良芷辩驳:“你这又不是卖个女儿家的胭脂,是上色用的,你当我瞎嘛?”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pGK5Li7556q55y877ya4oCc5ZOO5L2g5LiN5Lmw5bCx44CB5Yir77yM5Yir5o2j5Lmx77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

摊主瞪眼:“哎你不买就、别,别捣乱!”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6JS65LqV6Ziz5pqX5pqX5pGH5aS077yM5Zyo5LiA5peB562J552A5aW55ZCM5pGK5Li75Zyo6YKj6L6p6K6644CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

蔺井阳暗暗摇头,在一旁等着她同摊主在那辩论。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pyJ56KO5Y+26JC95Zyo5aW55Y+R6Ze077yM5LuW5oOz6YO95rKh5oOz77yM5YeR6L+R5LqG5Lqb77yM5Ly45omL5oOz57uZ5aW55oq55Y6777yM5Y20556l6KeB5aW56Zuq6aKI5ZCO5pyJ5LiA5ZyI57qi55eV44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

有碎叶落在她发间,他想都没想,凑近了些,伸手想给她抹去,却瞥见她雪颈后有一圈红痕。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aSn57qm5piv5oCV5LuW55yL5LiN5riF77yM5LiA6YGT6aOO5ZC55p2l77yM5Y+R5Lid5oms6LW377yM57qi55eV5L6/5pu05Yqg5riF5pmw44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

大约是怕他看不清,一道风吹来,发丝扬起,红痕便更加清晰。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW6ISR5a2Q6L2w5Zyw5LiA5aOw44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

他脑子轰地一声。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiA556s6Ze06KeJ5b6X5pyJ5Lqb5LiN5Y+v572u5L+h44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

一瞬间觉得有些不可置信。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6L+Z5Liq5Lic6KW/5LuW6K6k5b6X77yM5b6A5pel6YeM5q2l5paH6amw55WZ5oGL54Of6Iqx5LmL5Zyw77yM5rWR6Lqr6YWS5rCU5Zue5p2l77yM5b6X5oSP5rSL5rSL5pWe5byA5Zyo5LuW6Z2i5YmN77yM5bCx5piv6L+Z56eN44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

这个东西他认得,往日里步文驰留恋烟花之地,浑身酒气回来,得意洋洋敞开在他面前,就是这种。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ISR5Lit6JOm5Zyw6Zeq6L+H5LiA5Liq5b+15aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

脑中蓦地闪过一个念头。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW56uL5Zyo5aW56Lqr5ZCO77yM5Y+q6KeJ5b6X6IO45Y+j5pyJ5LiA5aC15rCU77yM5aOw6Z+z5b6I5L2O77yMPC9wPg=='));</script>

他立在她身后,只觉得胸口有一堵气,声音很低,<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5piv6LCB77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“是谁?”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5omL5b+954S26KKr5o+h5L2P77yM6Imv6Iq35LiN5piO5omA5Lul77yM5aW555qE5aS05Y+R5pWj5Zue5Y6777yM5oyh5L2P5LqG6YKj6YGT57qi55eV44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

手忽然被握住,良芷不明所以,她的头发散回去,挡住了那道红痕。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aW56aG+5LiN5LiK5ZCM5pGK5Li75ZC15p6277yM5Zue5aS06Zeu77ya4oCc5Zev77yM5L2g6K+05LuA5LmI77yf4oCd5Y+I6KeJ5b6X5LuW6Z2i6Imy5LiN5a+577yM5b+Z5YWz5YiH77ya4oCc5L2g6L+Y5aW95ZCn77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

她顾不上同摊主吵架,回头问:“嗯,你说什么?”又觉得他面色不对,忙关切:“你还好吧?”

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