她就没真正睡过

        脖颈下的印记

        一直在烫

        不是痛

        是提醒

        像有什么东西

        在这座城的某个角落

        正缓缓睁开眼睛

        她睁开眼

        看向驿站西侧那排低矮的客舍

        最尽头那间

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