但笑声小了一点

        苏遗蹲在火边

        攥着手里的肉

        半天没咬一口

        他看着那个走远的背影

        看着那个在老槐树下坐下的身影

        然后他低下头

        把肉塞进嘴里

        用力嚼

        驿站客舍里

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