镜子里映出的不是她的脸

        是满盘的瘦包

        正冒着热气

        油珠顺着盘边往下滴

        落在镜子上“滋滋”响

        陈默弯腰捡起地上没烧完的维修单

        纸页已经焦黑

        边缘卷着

        像被揉过的枯叶

        只剩下“康安医院”四个字还清晰

        墨色发黑

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