At 23:57, Li Tong replied to the Berlin Wall BBS, with a sense of darkness that "the top and bottom are flat", "Tim O'Brien, Fitzgerald and other short stories", and the modern poem: "Sleeping with you through most of China / Actually, sleeping with you is similar to being slept with by you".

"In 1986 I was going to stay in Trouville (1) for four months, from June and a half to October, which was longer than a summer. As soon as I left Trouville, I felt like the sun was gone. Not only the flames of the sun, but also the white sunlight that spreads across the cloudy sky, and the color of light that burns into charcoal black in a storm. At the end of summer, when I left that place, I lost the sky that rose from the depths of the Atlantic, and the different skies that floated from these distances. In the autumn I lost again the fog of the rising tide, the wind, the smell of oil in Le Havre (2), that chemical smell. When waking up early in the morning, on the empty beach, you can see the perfect shape of the Black Rock Lodge (3) slightly sideways to the north. ”

These words are just like the nothingness of the air of reality. THEN I CALLED MAGGIE.

The other person on the phone seemed to be listening to hard rock.

The waiting time for an answer has also become particularly long, and I always look at the clock frequently. Then I looked at the ice cubes in the glass and asked, "When were you there?" and the girl said, "I haven't left here." I said, "May I come to you?" and the girl said, "I am singing in the Holy See." SO I FELT THAT MAGGIE'S TONE WAS UNFAMILIAR. The girl didn't seem to want to see me. Then I drank the whiskey, and inside the dreary air, it was like a fragrant flower opening in the shadows. There is also a moment across the subway.

There has been a performance that has not been formed. lies in the different relativity.

Even in this I feel the abrupt acceptance that begins to arise, until it can't even finish this. The Vietnamese woman asked for Ontario ice wine, a lot of ice cubes. Then she was in the silent darkness, biting on the ice and making a clattering sound. So we are facing the night rather than the change. It is unrecognizable. And I don't know where to use it or for now. Then we smoke a full box of Seven Wolves cigarettes. Before I was about to transfer the computer to Pan Xiao, I saw a folder named "Saddness" in the HP computer, and the Vietnamese woman and I clicked to open it, reading it slowly and line by line, almost hesitantly.

She looked at it with a smile. Changed.

Li Tong continued to write on the Berlin Wall BBS: "I don't know the right time, maybe two or three o'clock, but I don't think it matters. Anyway, I drank alone in the night, and no one was beside me. Binge drinking. Hoary. Even if it is so inappropriate in the end, its beauty does not make us uglier. I don't think I remember why, because I was on the island of Vikonos in southern Europe, and I suddenly felt isolated in a place that no one knew about, and thousands of people passed by me. ”

Then I smelled the trial smell of KENZO spring on a Vietnamese woman.

These fixed ego temperaments. And these petals are close to my moment.

At the metro station in Calvinia, the girl asked me, "Leave here?" and I looked at the craggy sea and said, "Yes." "So we left Chaka Province on an Airbus A320. The girl said, "Did you think about us before this?"

"I want to ask if you found Zhao Xiaoxi?" the girl's eyes were tilted towards the white flowers of the neem tree that crossed the path, "We will continue, but is she okay?" and then I twisted and said, "I have been looking for this girl, I have walked many places, can I still find it?"

"Can you still return at Meron ZI-2?"

In fact, our darkness rises from within these intuition. I'm alone.

Then I saw a ghost suddenly appear out of nowhere. It wears an iron mask from BC. It says, "All are far away, and they are as close as I am." Later, I will send you the "Description of the Law of Existence", these five pieces of abyssal darkness I found in the galaxy. ”

Then I ate the black of the abyss. It seems that my godhead is satisfied.

The ghosts have said they will be forever.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw a strange girl walking towards me. Or believe in a distant land. Quietly. Glamorous. There is also enough sea.

Even if we subconsciously respect these words, so it walks over me with a sound, never to return. At times like this, I'm just absolutely silent. So he began to recall the girl's name in a panic, and after thinking about it for 10 minutes, he couldn't even remember whether he knew her name or not.

"Who...... Are you?"

"Don't remember?"

She only shook her head.

I lit a cigarette and pulled one out for her, but she ignored it.

"Where to start?"

"I seem to forget. ”

So I took her to Ueno Station. Then he drank whiskey and pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of the tide like a cassette of "Rammstein 4/5".

I felt that the night consciousness covered us. That's what I'm here and how I am now. It's not a certain method, and it requires me to do something. I CALLED MAGGIE AND SAID I WAS GOING TO TALK TO HER ANYWAY.

As a result, I let go of the girl. I guess it's not a question of who's right and who's wrong. That's how I felt the clump of the air.

THEN I FELT MAGGIE ON THE OTHER END OF THE PHONE, SILENT FOR A LONG TIME. It is as if the fine snow of the whole world passes through the ground all over the world. SO I CLOSED MY EYES, MY FOREHEAD PRESSED AGAINST THE GLASS WINDOW, AND AT LAST THE GIRL SPOKE, AND MAGGIE SAID IN A CALM VOICE, "WHERE ARE YOU NOW?"

"Where am I now?" and I can only stand in these strange and unknown places. Then the body was quite unnatural. Because of such emptiness. Even I feel like this. Metaphysical. Fragrance yourself. I said, "Can you come here?" and although I had little in common with this girl, it didn't matter.

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