72上 骤降温老马病倒 送晓星夫妻默然（1 / 2）

<h3>72上 骤降温老马病倒 送晓星夫妻默然（第1页）</h3><script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

一秒记住【xiaoyanwenxue】精彩无弹窗免费！傲慢是失败最舒适又最廉价的华衣。钟理习惯了傲慢，以至于他常常不自知自己穿着一身厚重碍眼的东西。不可否认，钟理真是见不得跟他一般出身的比他过得好，除了用一张嘴站在玉皇大帝的高度对这些人物的鸡虫得失嗤之以鼻，他还有什么武器呢？

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晚上十一点，跟老陶散了场，钟理一个人在农批市场里瞎转。二十多年前第一次来农批市场的时候，觉得这里像一样大，现在这大的地方已经容不下他，或者容不得他了。午夜十二点，钟理睡意全无，于是，他像往常一样双手插兜地夜游鹏城。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

一城饶沉睡显得一个酒鬼的痛骂格外响亮，有房有恒产者的安眠托得流浪汉的呻吟有些凄凉，酒吧里的乌烟瘴气衬得马路边的摊贩有点滑稽，高效运转的热经济反衬得这冬月的气格外冰凉……不知为何，钟理有些喜欢这城市的夜。可惜自己不是艺术家，不能利用或抓住他种种转瞬即逝的夜的观察和所思。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Y2B5Z2X5LiA55uS77yB5Y2B5Z2X5LiA55uS77yB5Lik6I2k5Lik57Sg77yM6KaB5LiN6KaB5Lmw54K577yf4oCd6IKl6IOW55qE5Lit5bm055S35Lq65Y+M55y855+t5L+D5Zyw5ZCR6ZKf55CG5o6o6ZSA5LuW55qE55uS6aWt44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“十块一盒！十块一盒！两荤两素，要不要买点？”肥胖的中年男人双眼短促地向钟理推销他的盒饭。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

出租车司机吃饭时的温暖笑脸、路边酒瓶被风吹动时的咕咚滚动、头顶棕榈树的沙沙摇摆、送外卖的逆向穿孝电话里向远方亲友的大声哭诉、年轻夫妻的破嗓对骂、远方野狗的疯狂嚎叫；主干道的红色车尾灯、远方大厦的紫色灯管、垃圾山的臃肿恶臭、远处夜店的虚伪喧哗、流浪猫眼中的沉默哀求、无尽路灯的过分刺眼、路边摊贩的一身疲惫、楼群中的不眠人；还有，过街老鼠的机警与可爱、一二零急救车的急速与强势、几辆重刑车的轰隆与侥幸、昏黄公交车的空荡与崭新、风吹落叶的萧条与自由、店铁门的生锈与沙哑、夜里下班的匆忙与无助、夜宵店的寂静与热气、风吹塑料袋的无情与起伏、地下管道的坍塌与堵塞、高空飘落的衣服与水滴、空调运转的缓慢与卡音、一轮半月的皎洁与缥缈、穿月白云的轻薄与优雅……<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZKf55CG5aW95YOP5piv6L+Z5bqn5Z+O5biC55qE6ICB5pyL5Y+L77yM5LuW5YOP6KeC5a+f6ICB5pyL5Y+L57KX54uC55qE6by+5aOw44CB5rex6buR55qE6aKI57q544CB6IKu6ISP55qE6KOk6ISa5LiA5qC36KeC5a+f6L+Z5bqn5Z+O5biC77yM5LuW5oOz56uZ5Zyo5ZKM5Z+O55ub5ZKM5aSc5pma44CB5ZKM5Zyw55CD5bmz562J55qE6KeS5bqm55yL5b6F5a6D5Lus44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

钟理好像是这座城市的老朋友，他像观察老朋友粗狂的鼾声、深黑的颈纹、肮脏的裤脚一样观察这座城市，他想站在和城盛和夜晚、和地球平等的角度看待它们。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Y2I5aSc5YeM5pmo55qE5YWJ5pmv5bim57uZ6ZKf55CG5LiA56eN56m655qE5b+D55CG77yM5LiN5piv56m65rSe55qE56m677yM6ICM5piv6auY6auY5Zyo5LiK55qE56m677yM56m65pe355qE56m644CC5LuW55yL55qE5aSW54mp6LaK5aSa77yM6LaK5a655piT6YGX5b+Y6Ieq5bex77yM6L+Z56eN5L+v6KeG57uZ5LuW5LiA56eN5LuO5a655ZKM6LaF6ISx44CC5LuW6K6+5oOz6Ieq5bex5YOP56We5LiA5qC377yM5oiW6ICF77yM5LuW5Zyo5qih5Lu/56We5piO5Z6C55y85L+v6KeG5LyX55Sf55qE5qih5qC377yM5Yqo5L2c5LiK55qE5LiA6Ie05pyJ5Yip5LqO5L+D6L+b5oCd5oOz5LiK55qE5ZCM5q2l77yM5LuW6L+Z5qC35oOz44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

午夜凌晨的光景带给钟理一种空的心理，不是空洞的空，而是高高在上的空，空旷的空。他看的外物越多，越容易遗忘自己，这种俯视给他一种从容和超脱。他设想自己像神一样，或者，他在模仿神明垂眼俯视众生的模样，动作上的一致有利于促进思想上的同步，他这样想。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

他只是不爱再将一个叫做钟理的人放进自己的里，一切与钟理相关的事情他不愿再次审视，钟理关心的他不再关心，钟理在乎的他不想在乎。这个人，只想让自己过一段没有记忆、不滤时光、没有理智的空白人生——逃离城市与秩序，体验自然与空无，逃离渺和失败，体验浩瀚和宏大——他以一种高于现实和自然的角度忽略钟理及钟理的世界，试图过一种反写实或逆写实的人生。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5omA5Lul77yM5LuW6YCJ5oup5aSc5ri477yM5aSc5ri455qE55S35Lq65Y+v5Lul5piv5Lu75L2V5Lq644CC5LuW5LiN5b+F6L+H5YiG5Zyw6J6N5YWl546w5a6e5oiW6ZyA6KaB546w5a6e77yM5LuW55yf5q2j6ZyA6KaB55qE5piv5pyI5Lqu4oCU4oCU6L+c5Zyo5aSW55qE5pyI5Lqu44CB5LiO5Zyw55CD5peg5YWz55qE5pyI5Lqu44CC6YCQ5rWB5ZKM6K+E5Yik6L+Z5Liq5pe25Luj55qE5Lq65aSq5aSa5LqG77yM5LiN6ZyA6KaB5YaN5aSa5LuW5LiA5Liq44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

所以，他选择夜游，夜游的男人可以是任何人。他不必过分地融入现实或需要现实，他真正需要的是月亮——远在外的月亮、与地球无关的月亮。逐流和评判这个时代的人太多了，不需要再多他一个。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5om+5Yiw5LiA5aSE5Y+v5Lul55yL5pyI5Lqu55qE5Zyw5pa55ZCO77yM6ZKf55CG5Z2Q5LiL5p2l5LyR5oGv44CC6L+Z5LiA5Z2Q77yM5aaC5piv5b6A5bi477yM5Yeg5Liq5pe25Y+I6L+H5Y675LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

找到一处可以看月亮的地方后，钟理坐下来休息。这一坐，如是往常，几个时又过去了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6Zi/5ZqP77yB6Zi/5ZqP77yB6Zi/5ZqP77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“阿嚏！阿嚏！阿嚏！”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiJ5Liq5oOK55qE5Za35ZqP5Ye65Y+j77yM5YeM5pmo5Zub54K577yM6Lqr5L2T5YO156Gs5Y+R6bq755qE6ZKf55CG5LuO5YWs5Zut55qE6ZW/5pyo5qSF5LiK6LW35p2l5LqG44CC5L2T5oSf5rip5bqm5LiL6ZmN5LqG5b6I5aSa77yM55S35Lq65Ya35b6X5omT5a+S6aKk77yM5LuW5b6X6K6p6Ieq5bex5Yqo6LW35p2l5Lul5YWN55Sf55eF44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

三个惊的喷嚏出口，凌晨四点，身体僵硬发麻的钟理从公园的长木椅上起来了。体感温度下降了很多，男人冷得打寒颤，他得让自己动起来以免生病。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5Zug5Li65pyI5Lqu5LiL5Y675LqG77yM5omA5Lul546w5a6e5raM5LqG5LiK5p2l44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

因为月亮下去了，所以现实涌了上来。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiN55+l5LiN6KeJ77yM5LuW5pyd552A5a+M5pil5Yy655qE5pa55ZCR6LWw44CC5ryG6buR5Lit5LiA6aKX5b+D54q56LGr5LiN5a6a77yM5bm45aW954q56LGr6KKr5beo5aSn55qE56m65Y6L5Yi25L2P5LqG44CC5LqU54K55Y2K77yM6ZKf55CG5pWy5ZON5LqG6Ieq5bex5a6255qE5a626Zeo44CC5rKh6ZSZ77yM5a+M5pil5Yy655qE6ZKl5YyZ77yM5LuW5LiA55u05rKh5qixPC9wPg=='));</script>

不知不觉，他朝着富春区的方向走。漆黑中一颗心犹豫不定，幸好犹豫被巨大的空压制住了。五点半，钟理敲响了自己家的家门。没错，富春区的钥匙，他一直没樱<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5YyF5pmT5pif5omA6K6i55qE6auY6ZOB5piv5LiK5Y2I5Lmd54K55Ye65Y+R77yM6LW35bqK6Ze56ZKf5Zyo5YWt54K56ZKf77yM5q2k5pe25LqU54K55Y2K56We5b+X5bey5pyJ5Lqb5riF6YaS77yM5ZCs5pyJ5Lq65Zyo5pWy6Zeo77yM5pmT5pif55qE5LiA6aKX5b+D556s6Ze05o+Q5Yiw5LqG5ZeT5a2Q55y844CC5aW55LiN56Gu5a6a5pWy55qE5piv6Ieq5a626Zeo6L+Y5piv5a+56Zeo55qE6Zeo77yM5b6F5ZCs5riF5qWa5LqG5omN6LW35bqK44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

包晓星所订的高铁是上午九点出发，起床闹钟在六点钟，此时五点半神志已有些清醒，听有人在敲门，晓星的一颗心瞬间提到了嗓子眼。她不确定敲的是自家门还是对门的门，待听清楚了才起床。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6LCB5ZGA77yf6L+Z5Liq54K55pWy6Zeo44CC4oCd552h5Zyo6Zuq5qKF6YKj5bGL55qE5YyF5pmT5qOg5Lmf552h55y85oO65b+q5Zyw6LW35p2l5LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“谁呀？这个点敲门。”睡在雪梅那屋的包晓棠也睡眼惺忪地起来了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5LiN55+l5ZOO4oCm4oCm4oCd5YyF5pmT5pif56We6Imy5oOK5oGQ5Zyw56m/5aW96KGj5pyN5Y675byA6Zeo44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“不知哎……”包晓星神色惊恐地穿好衣服去开门。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6LWw5Yiw6Zeo5Y+j77yM5ou/6LW36ZqP5pe26Ziy5aSH55qE5qaU5aS077yM54S25ZCO5Yay6Zeo5aSW5aSn5aOw6Zeu4oCc6LCB5ZGA77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

走到门口，拿起随时防备的榔头，然后冲门外大声问“谁呀？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5piv5oiR44CC4oCd6ZKf55CG5LiA5aOw5rex5rKJ44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“是我。”钟理一声深沉。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pmT5pif6aG/5pe25a6J5b+D5LqG77yM5Zue5aS05pyb5LqG55y85aa55a2Q77yM55y85Lit546w5Ye65ZOA5oCc44CC5pmT5qOg5LiA5ZCs5piv5qKF5qKF5aW554i477yM6L2s55y85a6z5oCV5Y+Y5oiQ5oSk5oCS77yM55m95LqG5Liq55y877yM5peg6K+d5Y+v77yM5Zue5oi/5Y675LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

晓星顿时安心了，回头望了眼妹子，眼中现出哀怜。晓棠一听是梅梅她爸，转眼害怕变成愤怒，白了个眼，无话可，回房去了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5YyF5pmT5pif5byA5LqG6Zeo77yM5oqs6LW35aS05Y2B5YiG5oSP5aSW5Y+I5pyJ54K56aG+6JmR5Zyw6Zeu4oCc5L2g5oCO5LmI5p2l5LqG77yf5L2g5piv5LiN5piv5Zad6YWS5LqG77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

包晓星开了门，抬起头十分意外又有点顾虑地问“你怎么来了？你是不是喝酒了？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZKf55CG5LiN55+l5aaC5L2V5Zue5aSN77yM5YWI6aG+55yL5bem5Y+z77yM54S25ZCO5Zue6YGT4oCc5piv5Zad6YWS5LqG77yM6YWS5Yqy5pep6L+H5LqG44CC5aSn5L2g6KaB5Zue5Y6777yM5oiR6YCB6YCB5L2g44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

钟理不知如何回复，先顾看左右，然后回道“是喝酒了，酒劲早过了。大你要回去，我送送你。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5ZOm4oCm4oCm4oCd5pmT5pif5oSj5LqG5Y2K5pmM77yM6L+Z5omN5bCG6Zeo5byA5byA77yM56S65oSP6ZKf55CG6L+b5p2l44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“哦……”晓星愣了半晌，这才将门开开，示意钟理进来。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g5Yeg54K555qE56Wo77yf4oCd6ZKf55CG6Zeu44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你几点的票？”钟理问。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Lmd54K555qE77yM6Iis5Yiw6L2m56uZ77yM5LiD54K55Ye65Y+R44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“九点的，般到车站，七点出发。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6ZmN5rip5LqG77yM56m/5Y6a54K544CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“降温了，穿厚点。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc55+l6YGT44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“知道。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6ZKf55CG6JC95a+e5Zyw5Z2Q5Zyo5rKZ5Y+R5LiK77yM5oOz5omT6YeP5Y2i5rWu5a6r5LiA5qC35omT6YeP6Ieq5bex55qE5a6244CC5YyF5pmT5pif5byA5aeL5rSX5ryx5pS25ou+77yM5pmT5qOg5pep552h5LiN552A5LqG77yM6Lq65Zyo5bqK5LiK55Sf6Ze35rCU4oCU4oCU5rCU5LiK5Zue6ZKf55CG5bCG5aeQ5aeQ5omT5b6X5ruh6IS45piv6KGA77yM5rCU5aeQ5aeQ5LiN6ZW/6K6w5oCn5oC75piv6KKr5Yeg5Y+l6L2v5ZKM6K+d6L275piT5pyN77yM5rCU5aeQ5aeQ5o+Q56a75ama5LqG6L+Y5piv5LiL5LiN5LqG5Yaz5b+D77yM5rCU6ZKf55CG5a+55aa75a+55a2Q5LiN5piv5Liq5Lic6KW/4oCm4oCmPC9wPg=='));</script>

钟理落寞地坐在沙发上，想打量卢浮宫一样打量自己的家。包晓星开始洗漱收拾，晓棠早睡不着了，躺在床上生闷气——气上回钟理将姐姐打得满脸是血，气姐姐不长记性总是被几句软和话轻易服，气姐姐提离婚了还是下不了决心，气钟理对妻对子不是个东西……<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5YWt54K55Y2K5pe277yM5pmT5pif5beu5LiN5aSa5pS25ou+5aW95LqG77yM5pmT5qOg5Lmf5byA5aeL5YeG5aSH5LiK54+t5LqG44CC55CG55u05rCU5aOu55qE5aWz5Lq65Zyo5a626YeM5p2l5p2l5Y675Y676Lev6L+H5a6i5Y6F5rKZ5Y+R5LiD5YWr5qyh77yM5LiA5Y+l4oCc5aeQ5aSr4oCd5Lmf5rKh5pyJ77yM6L+Y5pWF5oSP5Zyo5oi/6Ze05oiW5Y2r55Sf6Ze06aKR6aKR5Yi26YCg5Ye65ZCE56eN5ZON5aOw77yM5pmT5qOg5Lyg6L6+55qE5oCS5rCU5Za35b6X5ruh5bGL5a2Q6YO95piv44CC5pmT5pif5oOz5Yqd5Lmf5LiN5aW95Yqd77yM6ZKf55CG5Y+q6IO96Ieq5bex5b+N552A44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

六点半时，晓星差不多收拾好了，晓棠也开始准备上班了。理直气壮的女人在家里来来去去路过客厅沙发七八次，一句“姐夫”也没有，还故意在房间或卫生间频频制造出各种响声，晓棠传达的怒气喷得满屋子都是。晓星想劝也不好劝，钟理只能自己忍着。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5qOg5YS/77yM5aeQ6LWw5ZWm77yB4oCd5b+r5LiD54K55pe277yM5YyF5pmT5pif5ouJ552A566x5a2Q6Lef5oi/6YeM55qE5aa55aa55omT5oub5ZG844CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“棠儿，姐走啦！”快七点时，包晓星拉着箱子跟房里的妹妹打招呼。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc55+l6YGT5ZWm77yB4oCd5pmT5qOg5Zyo5oi/6YeM5YyW5aaG77yM6Z2T5Li955qE5aaG5a655Lid5q+r6YGu5LiN5L2P6IS45LiK55qE5oCS5rCU44CC5Y6f5pys6YCB5aeQ5aeQ55qE5Lq65piv5aW577yM546w5Zyo5Y205o2i5oiQ5LqG5aW55pyA5pyA5Y+N5oSf55qE5Lq644CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“知道啦！”晓棠在房里化妆，靓丽的妆容丝毫遮不住脸上的怒气。原本送姐姐的人是她，现在却换成了她最最反感的人。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g6LWw5pe25oqK6Zeo6ZSB5aW977yB4oCd5pmT5pif5aOw5Lqk5Luj44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你走时把门锁好！”晓星声交代。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc55+l4oCU4oCU6YGT44CC4oCd5pmT5qOg6K+t5Lit5LiN6ICQ54Om44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“知——道。”晓棠语中不耐烦。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5YyF5pmT5pif6IOM5LiK5YyF44CB5o+Q552A6KKL5a2Q77yM6ZKf55CG5o6l6L+H6KGM5p2O566x77yM5aSr5aa75L+p5LiA6b2Q5Ye66Zeo5LqG44CC5pmT5qOg5ZCs5aOw6LWw5LqG77yM5o6i5Ye65aS056Gu5a6a77yM5b6F5Yiw55yf6LWw5LqG77yM5aWz5Lq65Z2Q5Zyo5rKZ5Y+R5LiK77yM5pGH5aS05Y+55oGv44CB5peg5Y+v5aWI5L2V44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

包晓星背上包、提着袋子，钟理接过行李箱，夫妻俩一齐出门了。晓棠听声走了，探出头确定，待到真走了，女人坐在沙发上，摇头叹息、无可奈何。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

一路夫妻无话，过往的伤痛似前世非今生。晓星着急赶路，对钟理这一送，她感动，也没那么感动；钟理能有机会和晓星坐一段儿车、走一段路，他庆幸，也没那么庆幸。他俩之间可打破沉默的话题太多太多了——老头的饭菜、梅梅的大学生活、学成的数学成绩、杂粮铺周边的街坊、农批市场里的八卦、晓星的两份新工作……钟理跟晓星，外人看好像是女的做主，实际上观念极其传统的包晓星从不是那个掌握权力的人。钟理在这段婚姻里很自在，他清楚他能挽回一切，只是，他没有挽回的意愿和力气了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

他不爱晓星吗？不对，他爱她，如初见一般深爱着她。他不疼惜孩子吗？不，他庆幸孩子们还没有离开他；他不感恩老父亲吗？当然感恩，他自始至终如孩一般依赖着他的父亲。可这几年，相比家庭、妻子、孩子、社会交往、事业发展等等等等，午夜的酒、白的觉、心底无一事的空白才是他最紧迫需要的。也许，这三样在伤害他；也许，这三样在拯救他。他也不清楚，他随己心地走，反世俗、反经验、反常规地随心走。可能是以前的他太过扭曲太压抑了，才致使今有如此大的反弹。