汽车驶上高速路,冯晓就不再说话了,闭上眼睛,开始重复想她闹心的事情。路边闪着白光的金属栏杆无尽地伸向远方,像两条使足了劲拉扯什么的光滑的带子。她本来是不出门的,出门再好也抵不过家里舒服。可是又不能不出门。盛东阳,你就不是个男人,男人有你这 Drive into the highway, Feng Xiao no longer speak, and close your eyes, began to repeat her nasty thing. Metallic railing flanked by white light stretched endlessly into the distance like two smooth straps that pulled hard enough. She would not go out, no matter how good it is to go home but comfortable at home. But can not go out. Sheng Dongyang, you are not a man, a man has you