2002年的夏天,14岁,嚣张的青春期在膨胀,也在惆怅。那时小镇上有三四个网吧,几个每个网吧人都挺多的。我喜欢去一个叫新视线的网吧,也许是因为那天晚上同学把我拽进去的时候,刹那间被吧台网管不羁的气质打动了。不到100平米的小屋子里摆满了电脑,吧台的桌上放了个破音响,撕裂般的唱着:“我把梦撕了一页,不懂明天该怎么写,冷冷的街冷冷的灯照着谁……”一群各种姿势的那男男女女在这撕裂的音乐中敲打着键盘,各自奔命一样盯着电脑,脸上流露出满意的笑容。
网管吊着烟,用头猛的往上抬了几下,我还没回过神来,同学冲上前去,

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