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        在画室练习了几天，姜词接到久未联系的曹彬的电话，邀请她去参加生日派对。                                                                        但梁景行听说派对在原来她打工的那酒吧里举行时，强烈要求同行。                                                                        姜词拗不过他，只好答应，“我提前说好啊，曹哥过生日，我过去肯定是要陪他喝一杯的。”                                                                        梁景行挑眉，“就你那酒量，还是别逞能了。”                                                                        姜词似笑非笑，“我逞能又不是第一次，你不是挺喜闻乐见的吗？”自然是指她上回喝醉“酒后吐真言”一事。                                                                        “我可不喜闻乐见，喝醉了还得我来善后。”                                                                        两人到酒吧时，气氛已炒得火热。曹彬先将二人领到吧台，又转身出了大门接电话。调酒的小哥还是上回姜词过生日的那个，冲姜词吹了声口哨：“好久不见。”继而目光移到梁景行身上，“这位是……”                                                                        “我老师——好久不见，”姜词轻轻转着高脚椅，“给我和这位先生两杯……”她看了看小哥身后的酒架，琳琅满目，可一样都不认识。                                                                        梁景行接话，“一杯螺丝锥子，一杯柠檬水。”                                                                        姜词瞪他，“我成年了。”                                                                        小哥笑了，“要不还是给你上回那个？度数低，就是百利甜酒兑了点果汁。”                                                                        姜词与梁景行慢慢喝着酒，等曹彬回来。小哥漫不经心地擦着杯子，目光定在梁景行身上，“梁老师是做什么工作的？”                                                                        姜词差点一口呛住，“你都叫他老师了，还问他做什么工作？”                                                                        “哦……抱歉，那我换个问题，”他视线落在梁景行领口，“梁老师你结婚了吗？”                                                                        “……”姜词哭笑不得，“他跟你不是一样的，别问了，笔直笔直的，不骗你。”                                                                        这下，梁景行倒是真呛住了。                                                                        所幸曹彬推门回来，领着二人去了二楼包间。包间隔音效果好，大厅里震天动地的音乐立即被阻挡在外。                                                                        里面只放了点舒缓的爵士乐，长沙发上坐了十多个人，围坐几堆，各自闲聊。姜词和梁景行一个都不认识，自己找个角落坐下。曹彬为两人端酒过来，坐下与姜词聊天，问了问她的近况。他听说姜词没能去央美，也有几分惋惜。                                                                        坐了片刻，梁景行打了声招呼，起身去洗手间。                                                                        曹彬一直目送着梁景行出门，收回目光，脸上似有疑惑，“你这位老师我怎么看着这么眼熟？”                                                                        姜词一怔，仔细想了想，不记得以前两人照过面，“你应该是第一次见他吧？”                                                                        “应该是第一次见，我记人很擅长，基本说过话的都不会忘……”他眉头紧蹙，竭力回忆，忽然一拍大腿，“想起来了！”                                                                        姜词吓了一跳，“想起什么了？”                                                                        “有一阵子，我晚上来酒吧上班的时候，常在沃尔玛对面看见他。”                                                                        姜词一愣，“什么时候的事？”                                                                        曹彬沉吟，“今年四五月的时候……我第一次注意到他，是因为他穿着很正式的西装，站车边上抽烟。我觉得他这形象气质，不该出现在这种地方。后来，只要逢到我上夜班，都能看见他……”他想了想，“起码持续了有一个多月。”                                                                        姜词大骇，“你确定是他？”                                                                        “确定，他还开着一辆黑色大众是不是？”                                                                        姜词摇头，“不是，他车是卡宴的。”                                                                        “咦，”曹彬疑惑，“我记性不错，应该没认错人啊。”                                                                        姜词垂头沉思，四五月的时候，她从帝都回来，艺考结束，正在潜心备战高考。每天下晚自习都累得像条死狗，只盼望早些回家洗澡休息，步履匆忙，自然不会去留心沃尔玛对面是不是停着车站着人。                                                                        如果那真是梁景行，他连续一个月在那儿做什么？可真要是他，车子又对不上……                                                                        正百般不解，梁景行推门回来，姜词只好暂时按下满腹狐疑，打算找个时间问问他这事儿。                                                                        曹彬交游甚广，半小时内连续出去四趟，又接来十几人，将包厢塞得满满当当。                                                                        音乐也换了，轰隆隆的，吵姜词脑仁开始发疼，吃过蛋糕，姜词陪曹彬喝了杯酒，便借故告辞。                                                                        曹彬知道她性子喜静，也不勉强，将二人送到酒吧外，“阿词，谢谢你今天过来。”                                                                        “应该的，曹哥你帮了我这么多忙。”                                                                        曹彬看向梁景行，“梁老师，今后阿词还得仰仗你多多照顾。”                                                                        姜词笑起来，“曹哥，你语气怎么跟托孤一样。”                                                                        曹彬摸了摸脑袋，也笑了，“今后有空多联系，我明年打算自立门户，要没事，以后过来捧捧场。”                                                                        姜词惊讶，不由赞叹，“曹哥，你真有本事。”                                                                        曹彬哈哈一笑，“有什么本事，干了这么多年，才凑够启动资金。”他兜里手机响起来，掏出看了一眼，“……那行，我得回去了，人在催了，再见啊！”                                                                        告别曹彬，没走几步路，姜词脚步已开始打晃了。                                                                        梁景行叹了声气，“我就知道。”说着，将衣袖撸起来，双手撑在膝盖上，弓起背，“上来。”                                                                        姜词醉眼含笑，“我要憋不住吐你身上了怎么办？”                                                                        “还能怎么办，罚你给我洗半年的衣服，纯手洗——赶紧上来。”                                                                        姜词便也不推辞，爬到他背上。她脑袋昏昏沉沉，被这轻微的颠簸晃得更晕，上楼梯的时候，嘴里已开始冒胡话，“梁叔叔”“梁老师”“梁景行”混着叫，偏又说不出一句正经话来。                                                                        梁景行哭笑不得，到了六楼将她放下，伸手去掏她背包里的钥匙。她身子一歪，靠在他身上。梁景行一手扶着她，一手去开门，却听她嘴里嘟哝了一句：“……太幸福了……害怕……”                                                                        梁景行心中一震。                                                                        进屋将她放到床上后，梁景行起身去给她烧热水。这老化的燃气灶仍是没有换掉，烧水的时候屋里一股怪味。梁景行站在灶边，想抽支烟，又怕引起火灾，便将已经掏出来的烟盒再塞回去。                                                                        他脑中还回旋着姜词方才说的那句话，眉头紧蹙，又缓缓舒展，最后只长长叹了口气。                                                                        姜词躺了一会，还是吐了。梁景行收拾完秽物，喂姜词喝了半杯热水，替她盖好薄毯，起身去了门口。                                                                        他在一整面墙的小广告中随便挑了个号码拨过去，不过半小时，一个工人就背着台崭新的燃气灶过来，手脚利落地换好了。                                                                        姜词还没醒，梁景行便坐在她的“卧室”书架前，随意取了本翻开。                                                                        不知过了多久，姜词喉咙里咕隆一声，缓缓睁开眼睛，望见灯下的场景，以为自己仍在梦里——                                                                        梁景行神情专注地侧靠着书架，微垂着头，修长的手指持着书页，衬衫衣领解了两粒扣子，锁骨分明。暖黄灯光自头顶洒下，将他轮廓镀了一层朦胧的边……眉目清朗而风姿翩然，这一幕可堪入画。                                                                        姜词不由想到了《情书》里柏原崇倚窗捧卷的那个场景，只觉心脏刹时停跳一拍。                                                                        梁景行将书翻了一页，不经意抬头，撞上姜词几分怔忡的目光，“醒了？”                                                                        姜词不自觉地点了点头。                                                                        梁景抬腕看了看时间，“那你自己起来洗个澡，热水在暖瓶里，我得走了。”                                                                        姜词坐起来，“几点了？”                                                                        “十一点半。”                                                                        “这么晚了，就在这儿睡吧，”姜词脱口而出，片刻，歪头笑了笑，“我不会把你怎么样的。”                                                                        梁景行：“……”                                                                        姜词从床上起来到他跟前，声音几分沉闷：“留下来吧，这么晚回去我不放心，要不你睡床我打地铺？”                                                                        “……姜词，你知不知道你三句话里两次挑战我作为男人的尊严？”                                                                        姜词乐了，“你这人太不会变通了，这楼里来来往往，常住的都没几个，谁会注意到有没有男人进了我屋里？上回四楼死了个人，尸体都发臭了才被人发现。”                                                                        梁景行笑了，伸手揉了揉她的头顶，“你这环境比我想象中还要险恶，让你住宿果然是对的。”                                                                        这么晚了，两人也懒得折腾。梁景行草草冲了个凉，仍穿着原来的衣服，等姜词从浴室出来，问道：“你这里没有多余的褥子？”                                                                        姜词炸了眨眼，“没了。”                                                                        “你不是说你打地铺吗？”                                                                        “……你还真舍得啊？”                                                                        梁景行神色未改，“话是你说的，我怎能让你食言而肥。”他见姜词噎得无言以对，挑眉一笑，“以前都是让着你，别太得意了。”                                                                        “……梁老师，你真满三十了？怎么比陈觉非还幼稚，”她往床上一躺，“反正就这么一张床，你爱睡不睡。”                                                                        梁景行静站了片刻，无奈叹了口气，在姜词身侧和衣躺下。姜词神情愉悦，抬手指了指梁景行那侧墙壁，“拉灯。”                                                                        “……你能换个动词吗？”梁景行坐起来，按了开关，房间立时陷入一片黑暗。                                                                        他动作轻缓，侧身躺下，尽量与姜词拉开距离。可这一米二的钢丝床，统共就这么宽，睡了两个人，一翻身就能大眼对小眼，所谓的“拉开距离”，也不过是心理上的自欺欺人。                                                                        寂静无声，两人平缓的呼吸和心跳清晰可闻。                                                                        不知过了多久，梁景行听见姜词翻了个身，紧接着，一只手从背后拥住他，额头轻轻抵靠在他背上。
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