[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":235},["ShallowReactive",2],{"content:\u002Fposts\u002Fb8340e4":3,"surround:\u002Fposts\u002Fb8340e4":228},{"id":4,"title":5,"body":6,"categories":204,"date":206,"description":207,"donation":208,"draft":209,"extension":210,"image":211,"meta":212,"navigation":208,"path":214,"permalink":214,"published":211,"readingTime":215,"recommend":211,"references":211,"seo":220,"sitemap":221,"stem":222,"tags":223,"type":225,"updated":226,"__hash__":227},"content\u002Fposts\u002F2026\u002Fsky_spy_05.md","醒来（五）· 门后",{"type":7,"value":8,"toc":200},"minimark",[9,13,16,19,22,25,28,31,34,37,40,43,46,49,52,55,58,61,64,67,70,73,76,79,82,85,88,91,94,97,100,103,106,109,112,115,118,121,124,127,130,133,136,139,142,145,148,151,154,157,160,163,166,169,172,175,178,181,184,187,194],[10,11,12],"p",{},"前面出现了一扇门。",[10,14,15],{},"真正的门。",[10,17,18],{},"浅木色，细密的木纹从上到下延伸。黄铜把手被磨得发亮，右下角还有一道很浅的磕痕。我甚至闻到了木头受潮以后那种淡淡的气味。",[10,20,21],{},"猫走到门前，步子越来越慢。最后趴下来，身体侧过去，露出柔软的腹部，尾巴横在门槛前。",[10,23,24],{},"我走到它身边。猫睁眼看我，我蹲下来，手掌落在它身上。",[10,26,27],{},"温热，毛很软。",[10,29,30],{},"胸腹随着呼吸轻轻起伏，呼噜声从掌心一直传到手腕。",[10,32,33],{},"我突然很想一直蹲在这里，什么也不要知道。",[10,35,36],{},"猫却慢慢收回了尾巴，门槛露出来。它闭上眼睛，木门自己开了一条缝。",[10,38,39],{},"门后没有光，只有很深的安静。",[10,41,42],{},"身后某个遥远的地方，那道疲惫的声音再次响起。",[10,44,45],{},"“别开。”",[10,47,48],{},"我没有回头。门缝扩大了一点，猫的爪子轻轻蜷了一下。",[10,50,51],{},"“求你。”",[10,53,54],{},"我握住门把，推开。",[10,56,57],{},"门后是镜子。",[10,59,60],{},"无数面镜子悬在黑白之间，大的、小的、完整的、裂开的。镜面之间是大片的黑。",[10,62,63],{},"镜子里都是我，可没有一个完全一样。",[10,65,66],{},"有的在跑，有的蹲在墙角，有的低着头不断点头。有的握紧拳头，有的用两只手遮住眼睛。",[10,68,69],{},"我往前走，它们没有看我。只有最深处的一面镜子里，一个人一直站着。",[10,71,72],{},"他和我一样高，脸也一样。肤色苍白得接近这个世界，眼睛下面有很深的阴影。",[10,74,75],{},"我来到镜前。他没有模仿我的动作，我抬起手，他的手还垂在身边。",[10,77,78],{},"“是你。”",[10,80,81],{},"镜面荡了一下。他从里面走出来，像穿过一层很浅的水。",[10,83,84],{},"“从第一秒开始，”他说，“你就不肯听话。”",[10,86,87],{},"是那个声音。一路从看不见的地方传来的声音。",[10,89,90],{},"我看着他。",[10,92,93],{},"“这里到底是什么？”",[10,95,96],{},"他没有回答。",[10,98,99],{},"旁边一面镜子亮起来。里面是一个年纪很小的我，有人在说话，听不见内容。小孩不停地点头，一下，又一下，嘴角还带着笑。",[10,101,102],{},"镜面一转。",[10,104,105],{},"冷地板。小孩坐在墙边，猫走过来，贴着他蜷下，尾巴盖住赤裸的脚踝。",[10,107,108],{},"下一面，是碎掉的碗，争吵，捡走锋利瓷片的手。",[10,110,111],{},"再下一面。床底，遮住眼睛的双手，手指缝里全是笑。",[10,113,114],{},"画面不断亮起，又不断熄灭。我看见熟悉的门框，听见摔门的巨响。",[10,116,117],{},"孩子蹲在墙边，身体缩得很小。那一夜很长，门外的争吵断断续续，直到屋里所有人都没了声音。",[10,119,120],{},"过了很久，有人把一杯水放在门外。杯底碰到地面的声音很轻，那个人没有进来。",[10,122,123],{},"第二天早晨，桌上多了一个被胶水粘起来的碗。裂痕依旧歪歪扭扭，胶水从缝隙里溢出来，凝成一条难看的白边。",[10,125,126],{},"我记得那个碗。它后来又摔碎过一次，这次没有人修了。",[10,128,129],{},"镜子里又传来一声摔门。我缩了缩肩，等着下一声。",[10,131,132],{},"最后一面镜子暗下去。",[10,134,135],{},"我看着面前的人。",[10,137,138],{},"“你把这些都藏起来了。”",[10,140,141],{},"他说：",[10,143,144],{},"“嗯。”",[10,146,147],{},"“为什么？”",[10,149,150],{},"他移开目光。",[10,152,153],{},"“白色最安全。”",[10,155,156],{},"“安全？”",[10,158,159],{},"他没有马上回答。过了一会儿，才说：",[10,161,162],{},"“什么都看不见，就不用再看了。”",[10,164,165],{},"我低头看自己的手。掌纹已经清晰了许多，指尖却仍然泛白。",[10,167,168],{},"我试着握紧拳头。指甲抵住掌心，留下一点浅浅的印子。松开以后，那些印子还在。",[10,170,171],{},"我忽然想不起自己上一次认真看这双手是什么时候。",[10,173,174],{},"“你连我也擦掉了。”",[10,176,177],{},"他低下头，看着自己的手。那双手和我的一样，只是白得几乎没有血色。指尖有细小的磨痕，指腹发灰，仿佛已经在这里擦了太久。",[10,179,180],{},"他慢慢摊开手掌，掌纹很浅。我看着那些磨痕，攥紧了自己的手。",[10,182,183],{},"过了很久，他才说：",[10,185,186],{},"“我不知道怎么只擦掉疼。”",[10,188,189],{},[190,191,193],"a",{"href":192},"\u002Fposts\u002F64c7b5c","上一章：醒来（四）· 不许偷看",[10,195,196],{},[190,197,199],{"href":198},"\u002Fposts\u002F10e2f93","下一章：醒来（六）· 那双手",{"title":201,"searchDepth":202,"depth":202,"links":203},"",4,[],[205],"杂谈","2026-10-09 17:47:33","前面出现了一扇门。真正的门。",true,false,"md",null,{"slots":213},{},"\u002Fposts\u002Fb8340e4",{"text":216,"minutes":217,"time":218,"words":219},"6 min read",5.49,329400,1098,{"title":5,"description":207},{"loc":214},"posts\u002F2026\u002Fsky_spy_05",[224],"幻想","story","2026-10-09 22:04:56","DPxcpD-eK_-G9nXQ0wYJtUXA892vJ00LIHZgpTK9wLI",[229,232],{"title":230,"path":192,"stem":231,"date":206,"type":225,"children":-1},"醒来（四）· 不许偷看","posts\u002F2026\u002Fsky_spy_04",{"title":233,"path":198,"stem":234,"date":206,"type":225,"children":-1},"醒来（六）· 那双手","posts\u002F2026\u002Fsky_spy_06",1791560393950]