一个隆冬时节无星无月的夜晚,忙碌了一天的人们早已沉沉入睡,万籁俱寂,只有寒风发出的呼啸声。突然 X 街一家平房的屋里透出一束昏黄的灯光,幽幽的灯光下,男主人小心翼翼地拨开身边熟睡着的妻子的手,蹑手蹑脚地下了床,他轻轻地打开大炉盖,又望了一眼均匀地打着小鼾的妻子,快速从床下摸出几块事先准备好的黄色晶体,急急塞进炉子里,他没有盖上炉盖,顺手抓起一件羽绒衣闪出了门外。凛冽的寒风越刮越烈,男主人禁不住浑身发抖,他下意识地裹紧了衣服,环视着四周。除了风声他听到的 A moonless winter starless night, busy people have fallen asleep deep sleep, silence, only the cold whistling sound. Suddenly X-Street bungalow room revealed a beam of dim light, the faint light, the man carefully shook his sleeping wife next hand, crept to the bed, he gently opened the lid, and Looked at the uniform snoring wife, quickly from the bed out of a few pieces of yellow crystals prepared in advance, quickly into the furnace, he did not cover the lid, smoothly grabbed a feather clothing flashed out Outside the door. Cold wind more sharpening, the male owner could not help trembling, he subconsciously wrapped tight clothes, looking around. Except the wind he heard