李默眯着眼，脖子上那股子撕心裂肺的疼让他有点发懵。是得赶紧换个地方。这楼板底下通风，晚上冷得像冰窖，白天又不 systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically systematically系统地漏风，声音一响，感觉整个楼都要散架了。

他摸索着把那件磨破了袖口的外衣撕下来一小块，胡乱搓了搓脖子上那道口子，血糊拉拉的黏糊糊地黏在指头上。卫生纸早就没了，现在连块干净的布都找不到。真是倒霉到家了。

刚把手臂伸出去半截，外面突然传来一阵“哐当……哐当……”的响声。不是楼体晃动那种持续不断的磨砺感，是那种硬物砸在地板上的、带着金属摩擦的、突兀又急促的撞击声。