“啊哈,终于到家了。”空空的楼道里响起了一阵脚步声,我的声音从寒风中传来,略带寒意的冷颤抖。冰凉的手哆哆嗦嗦地抽出钥匙,插进锁孔里,向左逆时针转动,锁孔好像被卡住了,我寻思着是不是出门前没锁门,重新向右顺时针转动,发现也像被卡住了。嗯?把钥匙换个面开,毫无进展。“怎么回事?明明锁门了啊!难道是……”一种恐慌感油然而生,打了个寒战,“不会,不会的!怎么可能有小偷啊?”我把耳朵紧紧地贴在门上,里面传来一阵又一阵的电话铃——一定是爸爸问我到家了没有!仔细地听,电话铃声 “Aha, finally got home.” “There was a sound of footsteps in the empty corridor, and my voice came from the cold wind, chilling shaking. Cold hand trembling out of the key, inserted into the keyhole, counterclockwise to the left, the keyhole seems to be stuck, I wondered whether it is not locked out before the door, clockwise again to the right and found that Like stuck. Hmm, the key is changed, no progress. ”What happened? Obviously locked the door ah! Is it ... ...“ A sense of panic arises spontaneously, a chill, ”No, no! How could a thief ah?" Ear firmly attached to the door, which came a while after another phone bell - must be my father asked me to go home no! Listen carefully, the phone ring