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        ·                                                                        陈觉非急忙解释：“开个玩笑你别当真啊！我对你真没别的想法！要有早有了！”                                                                        姜词神色平淡，“那今后别开这样的玩笑了。”                                                                        对面的张语诺轻轻放了水杯，低垂着头，咬了咬嘴唇。                                                                        吃过晚饭，陈觉非又说要看电影。正是周末，很多大热的片子全都没票了，最后只好去看一部只看海报就知是烂片的国产恐怖片。                                                                        整个厅里坐了不到十人，三人便随意找了位置坐下。电影烂得十分平庸，姜词吃着爆米花，全程面无表情。倒是张语诺和陈觉非，吓得时不时一阵尖叫。姜词见他俩互相紧抓着手臂，神色紧张如临大敌，不由觉得好笑。                                                                        其中一幕，女主角不听劝告独自去了地下室，音乐一时阴森森的极为瘆人。姜词吃完了一大桶爆米花，一时无事可做，伸手去拿搁在扶手上的可乐，一不小心碰到了张语诺的手肘。                                                                        “啊啊啊啊啊啊！！”张语诺骤然厉声尖叫，扬手一打，怀里的爆米花一时洒了一地。                                                                        后排的观众也被这叫声吓傻了，张语诺回过神来，颇觉困窘，神情似有恼怒，看了姜词一眼，嘴里咕哝一句，但并未说什么。                                                                        姜词低声道歉：“对不起，我不是故意的。”                                                                        “没事，”张语诺也不看姜词，只低头拍掉裤子上的爆米花，“电影没什么意思，我们回去吧。”                                                                        到了地铁站，三人分别，姜词嘱咐陈觉非：“你把语诺送到家，到了给我打个电话。”                                                                        陈觉非点头，“放心，你回去也注意安全。”                                                                        张语诺没说再见，已转身往另一侧去了。                                                                        姜词自然是觉察到张语诺生她气了，打算第二天打个电话跟她聊聊，谁知刚回到家没到两个小时，正要上床睡觉，突然响起“咚咚咚”砸门的声音。                                                                        真是的“砸”，一声声震天动地。                                                                        姜词吓出一身冷汗，提起搁在床边的钢管缓缓走到门口，“谁啊？”                                                                        “是我！姜词！你开门，我有话问你！”                                                                        姜词从未听过陈觉非如此怒冲冲的语气，静立片刻，心里已明白七八分，上前开了锁，让陈觉非进来。                                                                        他一米八三的身高，往姜词跟前一站，脸色沉沉，颇有些骇人的气势，劈头盖脸就是一通责问：“姜词，你什么意思？”                                                                        “什么什么意思？”                                                                        “你别装傻！你跟我舅舅！你们什么时候搞到一起去的！”                                                                        姜词瞥他一眼，只问：“犯法吗？”                                                                        陈觉非一愣，肃杀的气场立时萎了一半。                                                                        姜词神情冷静，“既不犯法，又不违背道德，你有什么资格指责我。”                                                                        “你……”陈觉非逼近一步，“那可是我舅舅！我问一句怎么了？而且我舅舅有女朋友，你凭什么不要脸地插.进去？”                                                                        “许尽欢自己承认过吗？”                                                                        陈觉非又给噎住了。                                                                        “陈觉非，我跟梁景行什么关系是我们俩之间的事。你是他外甥，也是我朋友，你要是心平气和问我情况，我也可以心平气和解释给你听，但你要是来兴师问罪，恕不奉陪。”她将门打开，掌着把手，面无表情地盯着陈觉非。                                                                        陈觉非咬牙站了片刻，还是暂将一腔怒火压了下去，“你解释。”                                                                        姜词将门合上，抱臂靠着门板，“梁景行和许尽欢究竟是什么情况，你自己去问。总之我跟梁景行自主自愿，没有任何龌龊的勾当，也没有对不起任何人。”                                                                        “你们什么时候开始的？”                                                                        “去年六月。”                                                                        “……”陈觉非差点飚脏话，“所以你们瞒了我大半年？姜词，你是不是故意讹我好接近我舅舅？”                                                                        “智商呢？”                                                                        “……”                                                                        “我跟梁景行才是认识在先。”姜词掀了掀眼皮，“还有什么想问的？”                                                                        陈觉非本是有备而来，却被姜词几句话打压得七零八落，憋得一阵胸闷，“你打算跟我舅舅发展到哪一步，不会打算……”                                                                        “当然是奔着结婚去的。”                                                                        “……我告诉你，别指望我喊你，唔，那什么……”                                                                        “你以为你喊我一声‘舅妈’我能多长两斤肉？”                                                                        他一心想回避的这个称呼被姜词这么大喇喇地说出来，心里又是一阵冒火，“我舅舅可是大你十二岁……”                                                                        “那怎么了？”姜词打断他，“鲁迅许广平相差十七岁，孙中山宋庆龄相差二十七岁，杨振宁翁帆相差五十四岁……十二岁怎么了？”                                                                        陈觉非哑口无言。                                                                        “除了年龄，你还有别的反对理由吗？”姜词站直身体，上前一步，仰头直直盯他，顿了顿，“……你是不是喜欢我？”                                                                        陈觉非还未来得及回答，手腕一被姜词一把捉住。                                                                        陈觉非呼吸一滞，扭动手腕打算挣开，姜词瞪他一眼，“别动！”                                                                        她捏着他的脉搏，静静等了十多秒，平稳正常，并无什么变化。                                                                        几秒钟后，姜词撒开手，“看来是不喜欢。”                                                                        “……”陈觉非彻底无话可说，“我怎么可能喜欢你？一见你就想到你光头的造型，能不笑出来就谢天谢地了。”                                                                        姜词倒是一点不恼，“那你还有反对的理由吗？”                                                                        陈觉非不吭声。                                                                        “我知道语诺对你说了什么，你听了她的话就这么冒冒失失过来质问我，你让她怎么想？”                                                                        陈觉非一愣，“什么她怎么想？我过来问你跟她怎么想有什么关系？”                                                                        “……”姜词叹了声气，“陈觉非，你知道我想说你什么吗？”                                                                        “什么？”                                                                        “长得帅，可惜是个二百五。”                                                                        “……姜词你别太过分！”                                                                        姜词打开门，“你赶紧回去吧，我要睡了。”                                                                        陈觉非还想再说什么，可所有话头都被姜词堵回去了。再者这么晚了，他待在人家女生家里的确不合适，郁闷地站了片刻，还是依言离开了。                                                                        到底咽不下这口气，又给梁景行打电话，凉飕飕地笑了一声，“舅，你背着我干了什么好事？”                                                                        梁景行莫名其妙，“你这什么语气？我干什么了？”                                                                        陈觉非踩着脏兮兮的雪水走在马路上，抬头望了望天上，半个月亮的影子都没有，他突然觉得特别孤单，像被全世界抛弃了一样，“舅，你这么不厚道，小心遭报应哟。”                                                                        “……陈觉非你给我好好说话，阴阳怪气什么德性。”                                                                        “你居然跟姜词狼狈为奸瞒了我这么久。”                                                                        梁景行一愣，“你怎么知道的？”                                                                        陈觉非又笑了一声。                                                                        “你现在在哪儿？”                                                                        “姜词家附近。”                                                                        “……你找她了？”梁景行语气冷肃，“陈觉非，你既然知道了，应该首先来问我，欺负一个女生算什么本事。”                                                                        “谁欺负她了？”陈觉非没想到宠了自己二十年的舅舅就这样胳膊肘往外拐，心里立时酸甜苦辣五味俱全，十分的不是滋味，“从头到尾，我从她身上占到一点便宜了？”                                                                        梁景行忍俊不禁，心想他倒是说了句实话，“姜词跟你说了什么？”                                                                        “我哪还记得，她讲起道理来一套一套的，什么宋庆龄孙中山，鲁迅许广平的……”                                                                        梁景行一时默然，片刻，“你赶紧找个出租车回去，大晚上的别在外面乱晃。”                                                                        挂了电话，陈觉非还想感叹两句世道苍凉，打了个喷嚏，立马乖乖拦了辆的士，灰溜溜地走了。                                                                        世界观一时受到了前所未有的冲击，陈觉非对谁都爱答不理，在家宅了三天，惊得他妈妈梁静思眼珠子都要掉出来了，不时旁敲侧击，疑心他被人甩了受了情伤。陈觉非渐渐想通了，为了这一大一小一公一母两只狡猾的狐狸伤心哀叹，实在不值，便很快重新抖擞精神，故态复萌。                                                                        而梁景行，在接完陈觉非的电话之后，立即拨给姜词。                                                                        姜词迷迷糊糊刚要睡着，被铃声惊得一个激灵，摸过来眯眼看了看屏幕上的字，“梁叔叔。”                                                                        “睡了？”                                                                        姜词打了个呵欠，“刚睡着。”                                                                        “不好意思。陈觉非刚来找过你？”                                                                        “没事，被我打发回去了。”                                                                        “没事就行，我怕他说了什么难听的话。”                                                                        “没有……唔，”姜词想了想，“也许有。他说，一看见我就想起我光头的样子。”                                                                        梁景行笑了一声，低沉沉地从听筒传来，似是熨帖着耳朵，“我以为你不在意这个。”                                                                        “我原来头发可是留了五年，能不在意吗。”                                                                        “现在也挺长了。”                                                                        “还不及原来一半。”                                                                        “你怎么都好看。”                                                                        姜词勾了勾嘴角，“光头也好看？”                                                                        “嗯，”梁景行忍俊不禁，“看着很有精气神。”                                                                        “谁信你随口胡诌，什么精气神，少年犯的精气神吧？”聊了片刻，已是睡意全无，姜词翻了个身，“你公司的事儿忙完了吗？几时回家？”                                                                        “不回去了。”                                                                        姜词一愣，“什么？”                                                                        “今年我就在崇城过年。”                                                                        姜词一时没说出话来，片刻后方才出声，“……其实我一个人没事儿，去年不也这么过来的。过年也就是个寻常日子，没多大意思。”                                                                        “是我想跟你一起过。”                                                                        姜词闭了闭眼，听着电话那端平稳的呼吸，仿佛近在咫尺，“……梁景行。”                                                                        “嗯？”                                                                        姜词笑了笑，只问：“你不回去，你父母不怪你吗？”                                                                        “我元宵抽空回去，没事。往年也并不是年年都回家。”                                                                        姜词想到梁夫人提及梁静思和梁景行时几分落寞的神情，心里终究不忍，“你还是回去吧，我可不想别人说你不孝。至于我们，还有这么长的时间，不急于这一时。”                                                                        “……真心话？”                                                                        姜词翻了个身，将脸埋进枕头里，声音一时变得沉滞，“嗯，措辞稍微美化了一点——不过我有一个条件。”                                                                        “你说。”                                                                        “我要住你的别墅，你客厅电视大，看春晚比较爽。还有，零点的第一通电话，必须打给我。”                                                                        那边静了片刻，“好。”                                                                        “还有，得给我包个红包，规格嘛……反正不能比陈觉非的小。”                                                                        梁景行轻笑一声，“好。”
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