外面落着雪,王盛搓着双手,拧开电烤炉按钮。她在想,要不要喊他进来,雪那么大,他会冻僵的。她也知道,没有她的允许,他即使冻僵了,也不会呻吟一声,或挪动一个脚趾。这允许不单单是允许,更是一种和解,一种对非错误的宽恕。她若喊他进来了,他肯定会低着头,偶尔对她一瞥。她无法忍受这种拘谨,干脆不去想这件事。雪地黑了一大块,那一大块黑就是龙兴。他勾着头,面向雪地,在雪地蹲了一阵子,便向门口走,在门口蹲 Outside falling snow, Wang Sheng rubbed his hands, unscrew the electric oven button. She wondered if she should come in or snow, and he would be freezing. She also knew that without her permission, he would not groan, or move a toe, even if frozen. This allows more than confession, but more than reconciliation, a forgiveness of wrongdoing. If she calls him in, he will surely bow his head and occasionally glancing at her. She could not stand this cautious, simply do not think about it. A large black snow, that big black is Longxing. He hooked his head, facing the snow, squatted in the snow for a while, then walked to the door, squatting in the doorway