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2006年,我读高三的时候,许艳晴在某个夜晚突然失踪了。她和我同宿舍,睡在我的床对面。一天深夜,大家都沉浸在睡梦里,宿舍里呼吸声一片。沉默的宿舍门,在黑夜里,突然被一双手敲响。过了一会,宿舍里的同学陆续惊醒,下铺的同学揉着惺忪的眼开门,嗫喏着:昨晚怎么没关门。一个微胖的中年妇女探进头,走廊昏黄的灯光照在她的侧脸,她很淡定地问:许艳晴是你们宿舍的吗?我们
In 2006, when I was in the third year of high school, Xu Yanqing suddenly disappeared at a certain night. She and I live in dormitory, sleeping across from my bed. One night late at night, everyone was immersed in sleep, breathing in a dorm room. Silent dormitory door, in the dark, suddenly a pair of hands ringing. After a while, dorm students woke up one after another, bunk students rubbing bleary eyes open the door, staggered: how did not close last night. A little fat middle-aged women to explore the head, corridor dim light shines on her side, she calmly asked: Xu Yanqing is your dorm? We