借烟

晨总是带点诗人的忧郁气质，他喜欢独处，喜欢田野，喜欢一切不属于城市的事物。

的确，在钢筋混凝土的城市中，实在不属于文人生活。

于是，他决定去美丽的乡下，去感受田野的风。

他成为了一名乡镇小学的教师。
那里有热情的乡亲、如画的风景、活泼的学生。
晨很满意也很喜欢这里，但是晨却不喜欢这里的路，因为实在是太崎岖难走了。

一个夏日的夜晚，虫鸣啾啾，天气异常闷热，仿佛一场大雨将要到来。

晨仍然在兢兢业业地工作，他正穿过崎岖的小路，去学生家挨家挨户的家访。

等他走访完最后一个学生，夜已经很深了，他不住地打着呵欠，磕磕绊绊地向家走去。
田野的夜晚是很黑的，四处没有一点光亮，晨渐渐心急了起来，因为，他好像迷路了。

在丛林中迷路是可怕的，但在田野中迷路依然危险，特别是漆黑的晚上，四周没有一点参照物的情况下，你是不是在原地转圈都不知道。
这种情况很多人称为：“”。

晨好像就遇到鬼打墙了，他又累又热，心中还焦灼无比。
原有的冷静早就被无边的黑暗所磨灭了，晨只是下意识的，踉踉跄跄的向前走，希望能遇到一户人家。

终于，晨看到在不远的一个土坡上，有两个一明一灭的火星，和细微的人的说话声，就像是两个人在那里边抽烟边说话。

晨好像发现了救星一样，快步向那里奔去。

近了，已经可以大致看出两人的轮廓了，而且还能听到潺潺的流水声。

更近了，两人的对话却没了，烟也灭了，只剩两个轮廓和潺潺的流水声。

到身边了，晨呼出一口浊气，说：“哥们，借个烟。
”

潺潺的流水声更响了，同时，晨还闻到一股腥味。

他知道坏了，潺潺的流水声流出的东西却是血。

“你还要烟吗？”一个阴测测的声音从脚下传来，晨吓得一屁股跌坐在地上，他的手，摸到了一颗圆滚滚的人头。

“啊！！！！！”凄厉的惨叫响彻夜空，第二天，人们在土坡下发现了晨的，他的头却不在颈上，而是抱在他自己手里。

Introduce:Morning always takes the blue temperament of bit of poet, he likes to be in alone, like field, like all things that do not belong to a city.
Really, in the city of the ferroconcrete, do not belong to bookman to live really.
Then, he decides to go to beautiful country, go experiencing the wind of field.
He became the teacher of elementary school of a villages and towns.
Over there zestful villager, picturesque scenery, lively student.
Morning is very satisfactory also like here very much, but the way that morning does not like here however, because be really too rugged went hard.
The night of a summer, bug cries chirp, weather is unusually sultry, as if a heavy rain will come.
Morning still works in ground of cautious and conscientious, he is crossing cragged path, go to student home from door to door a visit to the parents or schoolchildren or young workers.
Wait for him to interview the last student, night already very deep, he not the dwelling place is hitting yawn, bumpy ground goes homeward.
The night of field is very black, do not have a bit brightness everywhere, morning is gradually impatient rise, because, he seemed to get lost.
Getting lost in forest is terrible, but get lost in afield still dangerous, especially inky in the evening, do not have all around consulted below the circumstance of content, you turn in place the circle does not know.
A lot of person are this kind of circumstance: "Ghost hits a wall " .
Morning seems to encounter ghost to hit a wall, he tired heat up again, still deeply worried in the heart clinking.
Former some is sober early was effaced by brimless darkness, morning is subliminal only, of Liang stagger Qiang go ahead, the hope can encounter an other people.
Eventually, morning sees go up in not far an earth slope, have two one bright the spark that destroys, with the talking sound of subtle person, resembling is two people over edge smoking frontier says.
Morning seemed to discover emancipator is same, half step runs quickly to.
Close, can have seen the outline of two people roughly, and the running water voice that still can hear Chan Chan.
Closer, the dialog of two people was done not have however, smoke also destroyed, remnant the running water sound of two outline and Chan Chan.
Arrive beside, morning expiration a foul smell, say: "Brother, borrow a smoke.
" the running water voice of Chan Chan is louder, in the meantime, morning still smells a fishy smell.
He knows bad, the thing that the running water sound of Chan Chan pours out of is blood however.
"You even smoke? " a shade measures measured sound to fall from the foot transmit, morning is frightened so that one buttock drops sit on the ground, his hand, felt the moral quality of a round billow.
"Ah! ! ! ! ! " sad and shrill frightening cry resounds through night sky, the following day, people discovered the body of morning below earthy slope, his head is not however on the neck, hold in the arms however in him himself in the hand.
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