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        ·                                                                        讲座的主题主要针对摄影技术与文化表达展开，梁景行讲话有理有据，不疾不徐，只在讲到自己作品的例子时，情绪会更高昂一些。                                                                        对于梁景行的几重身份，姜词实则并未认真去了解过。于她而言，梁景行以前是良师益友，现在是她的恋人，不是记者、摄影师或老师这些词语所能框定的。                                                                        是以此刻真看见他的作品，立时震撼得哑口无言。                                                                        其中有一张让姜词印象最为深刻，那是一副雪景图，镜头拉得极远，天地一色，上下皆白，只在空间尽头的冻湖中泊着一粒黑色小舟。                                                                        看到这张照片时，姜词心里陡然生出一阵难以名状的心慌。                                                                        这景物和构图太过苍凉、荒寂，她从未见过，更未曾体会，即便她经历过家破人亡的打击。然而死亡、失败，这些情感都是及其浓烈的，在绘画中，可以用上大片狂乱的红，厚重的黑来进行描绘……可这雪这天，全是留白，                                                                        这份“从未”让她莫名心慌，仿佛一个刚刚识字的孩童，突然发现原来这世界远比他以为的更加宽广，并且永远有一部分，他无法知晓，更无法掌握。                                                                        ——这是她不了解的梁景行，是十二岁的年华错落造就的差异。                                                                        姜词回过神时，讲座已经结束。梁景行鞠躬道谢，干脆转身，没有留给其他人提问的时间。                                                                        谈夏有些失望：“哎呀，没要到签名。”                                                                        姜词没说话，站在她身边，跟随退场人群，慢慢走出院办大门。                                                                        路上，谈夏与她讨论刚刚讲座的内容。姜词心不在焉，偶尔漫不经心地“嗯”一声。                                                                        江城美院随处可见高大的悬铃木，深深浅浅的树影覆了一路，向前延伸，从光明到黑暗。                                                                        姜词停下脚步。                                                                        谈夏侧头看她，“姜词？”                                                                        姜词抬眼，“我还有点事，你先回去吧。”                                                                        谈夏点头，“那你注意安全，宿舍十一点关门，早点回去。”                                                                        姜词看着谈夏身影走远，转身朝着来路飞奔而去。穿过后门和大楼后方的绿化带，便是院办的停车场。她踮起脚尖，举目搜寻，没想到自己竟这样幸运，丝毫不费功夫，就找到了那辆黑色的卡宴。                                                                        车里没人。                                                                        姜词想也没想，伸手一撑，跃上车头，在上面坐了下来。车子被惊动地哇啦哇啦发出警报，姜词只当没听见，晃悠着两条细长的腿，耐心等待车主归来。                                                                        不知道过了多久，车子忽“滴”地响了一声，姜词缓缓抬眼，看见水泥地上有一道极长的影子，正朝着自己慢慢靠近。                                                                        五秒钟后，影子停下来。                                                                        姜词缓缓抬头。                                                                        梁景行嘴里叼着一支烟，黑暗里一星红光，忽明忽灭。惊讶的神情在他脸上浮现一瞬，随即隐去，化作一抹浅淡笑容。                                                                        姜词缓缓勾起嘴角，“梁老师。”                                                                        梁景行走近，“你怎么在这儿。”                                                                        姜词看着他，“我刚刚听了你的讲座。”                                                                        “我的荣幸。”                                                                        “我室友很喜欢你，请我帮忙找你要个签名。”                                                                        “……签在哪儿？”                                                                        姜词从车头上跳下，马尾也跟着一晃。她伸手掏了掏牛仔裤左边的口袋，摸出几张纸币；又掏了掏右边，带出一串钥匙；屁股后面的口袋，则是空无一物……她只好指了指自己身上的白t恤，“这儿。”                                                                        梁景行顺着瞥了一眼，哭笑不得，“……那下次再签吧。”                                                                        军训这段时间，姜词忙得脚不沾地，压根没跟梁景行见上面，粗略一算，怕已有两周了。此刻好不容易见着，她自然不甘心就这样回去，“我晚饭没吃饱，饿了。”                                                                        梁景行眼也没眨，拉开车门，“走。”                                                                        车上，梁景行问她听讲座的感受。                                                                        “感受啊……”姜词歪头想了想，“听说你这学期开了选修课，这么多情敌，恐怕我是选不上了，梁老师，给我走个后门留个名额。”                                                                        “你们要大一下学期才开选修课，”梁景行忍俊不禁，“就没别的了？”                                                                        “有啊，”姜词转过头，认认真真看着他，“替我拍套写真吧？”                                                                        “我拍人物不太擅长。”                                                                        “没关系啊，我就想看看你拍出来的我是什么样的。”                                                                        梁景行仔细想了想，“行，找个时间吧。”                                                                        从学校西门出去，是一条极为热闹的小街，沿路都是餐馆，巷子里宾馆林立。几乎每所高校周围都有这么一个地方，人称“*街。”                                                                        姜词打开车窗，看了看前面五光十色的霓虹灯，“要让人撞见你在这里，会不会不太好？”                                                                        梁景行神色平静，“没事。”                                                                        姜词想了想，仍觉不妥，梁景行毕竟是老师，真要让人认出来，众口铄金积毁销骨，“算了，还是换个地方吧。”                                                                        “真没事，不过吃个饭，何至于这样杯弓蛇影。”                                                                        姜词摇了摇头，神情严肃。                                                                        梁景行一时心情复杂，无声叹了口气，“你明天有没有课？”                                                                        “正式上课要在十一之后，明晚院里开迎新晚会。”                                                                        “那去我家。”                                                                        姜词咂摸着这句话，总觉得要是让外人听见，恐怕会比“崇城美院副教授出没于*街”更加糟糕，她想得乐了，“你家只有面条。”                                                                        “有面条你就该知足了，谁过了九点还吃东西？”说着不由偏头打量，谁知不过半月没见，她仿佛又瘦了一点，“……你在学校是不是没吃好？”                                                                        “还好，主要是军训累的。”                                                                        “多吃一点，瘦得都没影了。”                                                                        姜词笑起来，“是谁说的，‘过了九点还吃东西’？”                                                                        回去别墅，梁景行煮面条的时候，姜词挨他站着，“咔擦咔擦”啃着一个苹果。                                                                        梁景行问她在学校习不习惯。                                                                        “还好，只是军训的时候把全连的人看了个遍，没看见一个养眼的男生，我觉得这极有可能严重影响接下来四年我的创作*。”                                                                        “……”梁景行盖上锅盖，等水煮沸，“你知道我想说什么吗？”                                                                        姜词眨了眨眼。                                                                        “我觉得你胆子有点肥。”                                                                        姜词笑起来，“梁老师，大气一点，看男生算什么，我还……”她陡然住了声。                                                                        “还什么？”                                                                        姜词忙啃了几口苹果，连连摆头，唔唔说道：“没什么。”                                                                        梁景行目光落在她脸上，意味不明地停了一瞬，缓缓移开。过了一会儿，面条煮开，梁景行揭开盖子，白花花的蒸汽立时腾起，笼住了两人。                                                                        吃完饭洗漱之后，时间已经不早了，姜词仍如之前一样去许尽欢睡过的那个房间，开门的瞬间，愣了一下——                                                                        挨墙立着数个瓦楞纸盒，摆在桌上的化妆品和首饰也全都不见了。姜词赶紧去衣帽间，也同样处理的干干净净。                                                                        “许尽欢过两天会把东西拿走。”梁景行不知什么时候到了门口。                                                                        姜词立即转身看他，心里生了数个念头，却最终只平淡地“哦”了一声。                                                                        梁景行走进来，在床上坐下，仰头看她，“阿词，关于我和许尽欢的关系，我得跟你解释一下——我先问问，你是不是认为她和我是一对？”                                                                        “陈觉非叫她舅妈。”姜词闷声说，“不过我并不太相信，她要真跟你是女朋友，怎么会由着你半夜私会其他女人。”而且还去帝都照顾前女友，一去就是数月。                                                                        梁景行被她的措辞逗笑了，“我就猜到是这小子瞎叫——她不是我未婚妻，她只是不想结婚，又怕被家里逼迫，所以拿我当幌子。”                                                                        各种念头在脑海里转了一圈，姜词没问出口，仍是垂眸“哦”了一声。                                                                        梁景行盯着她，“你不信？”                                                                        姜词摇头，“没有……我相信你既然会主动，就一定已将所有的感情关系都处理妥当了，不至于陷我于不义。”                                                                        梁景行无奈笑了笑，“我和许尽欢没有所谓的‘感情关系’，从前没有，今后也不会有。”                                                                        姜词微微抬眼，“哦。”                                                                        “……”梁景行伸手拽住她手臂，将她拉到自己跟前，“别‘哦’了，有什么想法尽管说。我知道，你对我有意见又懒得说时，都是这反应。”                                                                        “那我问了？”                                                                        “你尽管问。”                                                                        姜词嗫嚅片刻，似难启齿，“你们没有‘感情关系’，那……”她视线往下飘，瞟了瞟梁景行的某一处，“……那‘*关系’呢？”                                                                        梁景行手一抖，片刻，似给呛了一下，清了清嗓，“……你一天到晚都在想些什么乱七八糟的东西？”                                                                        “不是，”姜词神情严肃，“你尽管承认，我不在意这个。古往今来，艺术家多半私生活混乱，比如毕加索、张大千……”                                                                        “行了行了，”梁景行彻底被她打败了，“原来我在你心目中就是这么一个形象。”叹了口气，“我跟许尽欢没有任何超越朋友的关系……不过非要说的话，初中时候，我初吻是被她夺去的。”                                                                        姜词瞪大眼睛，“你刚还说你们没有关系，从前没有，以后也没有。”                                                                        “……我是上了高中才知道，她亲我有她自己的原因。当时，我回去认真思考一番，觉得既然亲都亲了，我得对她负责……”梁景行表情一时非常精彩，似这段往事太过不堪回首，“结果她说，‘要你负什么责，我又不喜欢你’……”                                                                        姜词憋不住了，十分不给面子地大笑起来，“那她既然不喜欢你，究竟是为了什么原因要去亲你呢？”                                                                        梁景行顿了顿，还是摇头，“这个不能告诉你。”
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