雀梁口的冬日來得比別處要早三分。
霜降才過,那條橫臥在石門渡東邊的土坡道上,已結了一層薄薄的白,像是誰在黃土上蓋了一匹褪色的生絹。流民們把破氈子裹得緊些,縮在窩棚的背風處,木柴燒得噼啪作響,煙氣順著土坡往上飄,混著騾馬糞臭與醃菜的酸氣,連成一片灰黃色的薄霧,籠在雀梁口上空,半天不散。
流民堆裡,有一個人坐得比旁人端正。
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