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皇后大道的听众一二（第1页）

《第一章》&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;nF8YJGNlCudI3phvaOBSqK1MRLxXz4DPcWwfmTiA&lt;blockquote&gt;

皇后大道的电车轨道渗满雨水，潮意向四面八方密集地散去。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;MTV6RHxbIidECf7BAP8GWXKuqFwzDUkYNjmoSLva&lt;blockquote&gt;

气氛应是哀伤的，但弥敦道小苏州不灭的笙歌，用它尖锐的吵闹声嘲讽，哀伤只是今夜插曲。小苏州老板娘宝珍亲自献唱一曲叶倩文的《浅醉一生》，她的声线细软，像只水蛇，扭着身躯要往你的耳朵里钻。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;2jhnFJ570UC3E1SuHoBDvTMQrLVP6wlZApGsdefy&lt;blockquote&gt;

“多少期望多少梦，皆因心里多孤寂…”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;SCGBV25nsYqWbL09v4Ax3fZMjwNh1tucp8OlIKoe&lt;blockquote&gt;

聚光灯聚焦在她窈窕身段上，她白似珍珠的脸，似旧楼里走出的狐仙娘娘妖艳，迷离的眼，如打碎的玻璃。她握麦克风的右手，中指戴着一枚闪耀的钻石戒指，斑斓光波在那枚钻石的各个面上流动。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;TScAx45HPVBGsMrj6QN3o8fkZWpd2FUObXLtCRhy&lt;blockquote&gt;

任光影变幻、观众高呼，不影响她半分。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Yn75y2wORDHuNglLQkdWoE8ecVZr6FJKaibXTvqI&lt;blockquote&gt;

有人捧场：“段老板应该去宝丽金。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Xe1MC0vRYPSzqZoOw2JGj7Isgb68TcuUhQ9fplmt&lt;blockquote&gt;

宝珍说：“你怎么知道我年轻时没去过？”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Zc316qRB9lt0DAibdeXuQM2gzfaJr5wxShYTjyIv&lt;blockquote&gt;

“段老板怎么敢说自己老？”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;j1XBe4NfVh8qUZ0sKibkpoYtxgFac327MHGTlzQu&lt;blockquote&gt;

“别以为嘴甜会讲话，就免你的单。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;eRdZVzEJgxImsuFbkPipwv6AtaY8Kc9QDSGjrBHU&lt;blockquote&gt;

小苏州舞厅不大，来者都是熟客。宝珍得心应手地和客人们应付，哪桌她买单，哪着昨夜时赊账，她心中都有数。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;ZLFTtxwIr5NSmMdkjoCUVil60KOaQbH1PXDz3sAf&lt;blockquote&gt;

她穿着一件贴身红色背心裙，流连在一桌一客之间。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;vgleimjFhyLKQxOGSWztE4kZB8rNTC6pRYdXfw2M&lt;blockquote&gt;

挨近门口的几桌出现突然的躁动，开店最怕人来砸场子，宝珍带着一个黑人保安走向门口——倒真是来砸场子的。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;pb7yT1YxGgNBPIX50AtjWVfK9CO6eaDuZnq2iEhS&lt;blockquote&gt;

“钟Sir，什么风把你刮来？我记得你此时应该正在中环过寿。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;HOyJivaQhoUmgekZETsCW5nMdx8p3u4F7fPKjBtS&lt;blockquote&gt;

带着一身格格不入的孤寒走入小苏州的男人像来收妖的和尚，他一出现，众妖骤散开。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;LrcFyPEkO3QUfmt9RgVn0NDGdJKpSo8YWIX27xBv&lt;blockquote&gt;

“钟sir不是吧，昨天刚来扫黄过，今天我们来跳舞而已啦，你要不要这么敬业？”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;oBFHdU0AObkqgDVPQsiuxEcInR1yTfw6S4LGKm2X&lt;blockquote&gt;

钟显声默默看他们一眼睛，寒冷的目光是两把刀子，对着你便已经凉飕飕了。开口讲话的人收声，钟显声道：“我有私事找段老板。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;EObdqITSDkimFszUtg5pC6W8HQLvco04r7eBA9hP&lt;blockquote&gt;

“这就对了！”又有人声起，“钟sir和段老板是一对嘛，油尖旺神雕侠侣。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;DctnxBG2Xkob9quCgrQfjLME5W7mZ0I48VYdevSw&lt;blockquote&gt;

见钟显声不是来办公的，气氛便又轻松起来。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;jXtsnBH3UQJK0Pzwluf9WcNxTg8Z5iq1MLbRDAmp&lt;blockquote&gt;

有人起哄：“今日钟sir过寿，段老板怎么同他祝寿啊？”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;hDT41iBJvFHrZ7eubRMtcYPQLpowNkqgnm3a0sIS&lt;blockquote&gt;

大家喜欢下叁流的事，宝珍未必乐意当众做，但钟显声不喜欢，她便乐意当众抱他，亲他。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;vNoM7VQeiIOLp1xqPKEHFRXSJUDtd2a945zZlfA3&lt;blockquote&gt;

一双镭射灯似的目光下，她伸出柔软的手，沿着西装坚硬的肌理，爬向钟显声的胸膛。他胸膛将衬衣撑开紧绷，隔着面料，段宝珍舌头卷在他胸前凸起上。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;PKv0WRtUnNXZjdIM6uQy3DzLbaO1Al2FeYf7kpSq&lt;blockquote&gt;

只是轻轻一勾。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;6tkz43C17xEsSYpwQuNLe0WcvUAoPqGnB9KJZhyH&lt;blockquote&gt;

宝珍一百七十公分高，又穿着八公分的高跟鞋，个头快要赶上钟显声，她弯腰紧贴他身上，故意蹭他胯间。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;0I8VsMNOdFTEW4wQox9fKCghqJDARk2L3ZnSyP6e&lt;blockquote&gt;

钟显声立如石雕，捏着宝珍手腕将她推开。宝珍毫无尴尬，反倒大方笑：“钟sir今日好严肃。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;wntKG5P6eSxUD3QpyrZF9N2sB1ikCWYdI804vHRl&lt;blockquote&gt;

钟显声对四周人道：“我同段老板有事要谈，先失陪。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;1wKmZ9klTRIsGFt8OYnjoP4iHWDCUzpAXQB6fVcL&lt;blockquote&gt;

他带着段宝珍往外走去，宝珍对阿荣吩咐今日记得收账。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;ZMv4A1HNELiORlSjkByTpgcU5KQ23wDu08qWPnhX&lt;blockquote&gt;

宝珍全然不知外面下着雨，钟显声没有带伞，但也并未沾湿。她想他大概是有什么通天的本是，能从雨中不沾湿的走过。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;hSWingwcs0A6CkOR1MLX7EUzGHd24QxeVto5Tapr&lt;blockquote&gt;

他把西装脱下来，扔盖在宝珍头上，让她用来挡雨。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;YZL5vwmG6oAsgd47fEcUPRK0MCqFI9nDhtXSiHau&lt;blockquote&gt;

宝珍随她上车，皮肤又湿又冷，到车里也没好多少。她将钟显声西装外套抱怀里，一上车就在口袋里翻找他的烟。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Ovg0KnJpocfl1ye3CYrwPsEUFhbkW6tIHGRDqL8i&lt;blockquote&gt;

她熟练地找到烟和打火机，拇指划开打火机的金属盖，向下摁出一撮火苗。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;WgaXm95crKCLNsfh1t8GYdzB3HnJTk64oIb0DlRy&lt;blockquote&gt;

钟显声不记得宝珍哪天染上烟瘾，她抽了好几年烟，嗓子已经不如过去好听。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;YjReJTx1Vti4fZDsmMlSkbIG7zOBEA52vr03CaW8&lt;blockquote&gt;

开车回他在中环的公寓，桌椅摆设都是方方正正，棱角分明，一如它的主人，一丝不苟。他今日过寿收到许多礼物，有序地摆放在桌上，不是他故意炫耀，只是习惯使然。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Kb3QIMDaNnvS1d6JiA2XreL9h5mRuYEoFVytlG4T&lt;blockquote&gt;

钟显声的生活一切都井然有序。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;hpPuYnZ7WBe6UbANcIqlMGQ4XKDH2OV8ofaTEv1s&lt;blockquote&gt;

宝珍转身要去浴室，钟显声沉默伸出手，圈握住她的腰。宝珍的裙子收腰，他能紧紧贴着她的皮肤。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;bwU1XH4mt5SncVBlxGCav0TqhWPIzsfyEAgMrD2K&lt;blockquote&gt;

“你送我钟表什么意思？”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;Q28B0U3od9nXsApahRzmikfgv6IJSxN5DHGLFCcO&lt;blockquote&gt;

“送钟的意思咯，不要讲你不懂。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;IdPwLhlYa7CTDqnHUbe9N4irBv6gS5Q8ExVFOoGk&lt;blockquote&gt;

今日他在中环大饭店过寿，祖父祖母，爸爸妈妈，警界同僚都到场，一祝他生辰，二祝他升官。他在觥筹交错中，娴熟地举杯，心中却在想，叁十岁做到高级警司，这一世仿佛没意思地看到了尽头。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;t8FL3iNRXC10Wj92MxVJyvDmh7lcEwH5OZoKTkun&lt;blockquote&gt;

然后就收到了宝珍送来的西洋钟，不知她在哪个古董市场找到，足足有一人高。宝珍问他：“钟不钟意？上个礼拜五我在澳门逛街一眼看中。”&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;XCUQLszlJTwkK6ABWZcb8gNIfM4e7FSyj9Epdrvu&lt;blockquote&gt;

“唔钟意。”他冷酷否决，生怕谁人不知他是官兵。&lt;blockquotecite='<ahref="target="_blank">class='copyright'style='background:#fff;border-left:5pxsolid#4a84ce;padding:20px50px;'&gt;yAUr1GjzFlXvCMoRgaiSNcdumIphtPsnD3Yw2e4V&lt;blockquote&gt;

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