砖窑点火那天夜里,郭靖没有睡。
他等孙玉厚睡熟了,等少安的呼吸沉下去,才悄悄从炕上坐起来,摸黑穿好棉袄,把鞋子提在手里,轻手轻脚地挨着窑洞土墙走到门口,又轻轻带上了那扇旧木门。
院子里极冷,正月里的夜风带着刀刃,顺着脖颈往里灌。郭靖把棉袄领子往上扯了扯,穿好鞋,站在院中,抬头看了一眼天。
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