Zhuang Yan looked at his illusory body and shook his head secretly, if he had a choice, of course he would prefer to use his real body to enter this story. But he knew that there was no character in this book that he could replace.

However, falling asleep again also dispelled Zhuang Yan's previous doubts, and he didn't enter the dream again for such a long time, so he almost thought that he would never have these dreams again.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and re-examined the document. Seeing this top-secret document, he thought that he would see Nakata right away, because the story had developed to an even number of chapters.

But the development of the story did not go as Zhuang Yan expected, and not long after he finished reading this top-secret document, the picture flickered, and he came to the room where he had last met Kafka.

In a library-like room, with a long table, he sat on one side, and the young Kafka sat across from him.

Seeing Zhuang Yan coming, Kafka smiled in surprise, "You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised, he never thought that Kafka would react like this, he asked Kafka: "Are you waiting for me?

"Of course, where else can I go?" Kafka shrugged.

Zhuang Yan looked around, indeed, this room doesn't even have a door, where can he go.

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"I don't know, it's probably going to be a while. ”

Zhuang Yan didn't understand how long Kafka's "good moment" was, but then he laughed himself, realizing that his question was a bit stupid.

This room has no windows, no doors, and no view of the outside at all, so how could Kafka know how long he waited?

"Then what have you been doing while waiting for me?" Zhuang Yan was a little curious about this, and he also wanted to know more about the mechanism of this dream.

"Do nothing. ”

"Do nothing? You mean you've been sitting here since I left...... Daze?"

"I wasn't even in a daze, I didn't know, I felt a little heavy in my head. You ask me how long I've been waiting for you, and I can't answer you because I don't even know what I've done. This room was a little uncomfortable, and since I came here, I have never thought about eating, sleeping, or drinking. I used to dream of these things, hoping that one day I would not have to do them, but it really made me skip meals and sleep, and I felt that something was wrong. Kafka said, his eyes a little lonely.

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised by Kafka's feelings, because they made Kafka look more like a real person than just a storytelling machine.

At the same time, Zhuang Yan has some sympathy for Kafka, if a person does not need to eat or sleep, then can he still be regarded as a person?

Eating and sleeping are the most basic physiological needs of human beings, but they are also the most important needs of human beings, and there will be no need higher than these things.

Spiritual pursuits, supreme ideals, and physical needs that are detached from these foundational needs also become meaningless.

Moreover, it was still locked up in such a small room, as if it was going to sit in a never-ending prison.

"You can read the books here, I don't think you've read them all, do you?" Or can't you take them yourself?"

"I can take it, but I'm not interested. ”

Zhuang Yan was a little speechless, since he couldn't do anything, couldn't he still have so little interest?

Kafka didn't seem to want to continue the topic, and said again: "The story I told you last time is not finished, do you want to listen to it?"

"If I don't listen, won't you tell me?"

"Of course. ”

"Then why do you have to ask me?"

"Out of politeness. ”

Kafka politely opened the scene and went straight to the point, "When I woke up, it was almost dawn, I opened the curtains, and the rain outside had stopped, but it didn't seem to stop for long, and the road was still wet." Alas, have you ever seen rain?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, why did he suddenly ask a question when he had listened to him tell the story well?

"Of course I've seen it rain, who hasn't seen it?"

Kafka smiled, "I know you've seen rain, so when you see rain, do you look at the rain or the clouds?"

Zhuang Yan wanted to say that he didn't look at either, and if it rained, he would run home and stay honestly. But he replied, "Look at the clouds." ”

"Well, I look at the clouds too. Kafka looked delighted, "I saw the clouds outside at a glance that day, have you ever seen the kind of clouds in the morning after the rain?"

"I haven't seen it, what's wrong?"

"It's a shame. Kafka lamented, "But it's beautiful, the clouds are very clear, the outlines are clear, and they are all trimmed with light." You really should have seen it, I didn't lie to you, it's really good-looking. ”

Zhuang Yan's forehead has appeared three black lines, last time this Kafka told a story like a story, all kinds of strange words came out in an endless stream, this time it was good, it became more intensified, directly did not get into the topic, but chatted with him.

Isn't this making it more difficult for yourself, if you go back and write this book, how can you write it with so much nonsense?

It must be removed from his nonsense, because it makes Kafka sound like a complete teaser, which is completely inconsistent with his image in the book.

In Zhuang Yan's impression, the book "Kafka by the Sea" is about two or three hundred thousand words, but after Kafka's extension and his nonsense, maybe the number of words will be doubled.

Just like now, he didn't say much about the content of the text, but chatted for a long time.

"Can we pick things up? I'm interested in your story, and I'd love to know what's next. Zhuang Yan couldn't help but say.

Kafka pouted, "I've said before that you're always more anxious than others, so why can't you wait a while, I'm going to start talking about it soon." You know, you're a good storyteller, and you're never going to come up and let you know what he's going to say in the end, or let you guess what he's going to say. It's not a brain teaser, and you don't need to be in such a hurry to find out......"

"Gotta got!" Zhuang Yan raised his hands in surrender, "You speak slowly, I won't urge you anymore." ”

Kafka nodded with satisfaction: "Where did you just go?"

"The rain stopped, and there were a few clouds. ”

"Oh, that's it, the rain has stopped, and there are a few pretty clouds. As I told you, they all have a light edge. These edges of light look a little unlucky, but also a little kind. Do you understand what I say?"

Zhuang Yan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and now it's Kafka who says something, and he nods his head, otherwise he will intervene casually, and he will seize the opportunity to make a difference.

Why do so many people who don't have my fan value comment on the content of the paid chapters? Please give me the least respect, okay, and at least don't let me dangle in front of me so blatantly if you want to see pirates