Book1:TeDream-Maker (第307/711页)

．Sheissupassionatewoman．IfIcouldbegedtoamanthesizeofanindexfinger，I’dbewillingtomakemyhomeinthepocketsofhersants．Whenshebendsherclosedkositdown，I’dbeledinthenookofthewarmest,softestandmostprivatepartofherbodylikeginselinginthedeeprecessesofthemountains，partakingoftheessehesunandthemoon.”Butthen，hesppedhimself．Sudetfantasyrofanitytothewomanwhohadbeensokindtohim．Hefinishedhisshoutonthekimono．Asheturogo,thefshofhisrefleinthemirrorarrestedhisattention．Hehadn’tseenhimselfforalongtimeandhadalmostfottenwhathelookedlike．Hestoppedtoptehimself．Hestaredathisownrefleaasifitwasthatofastranger,notquitehimself．

    "ImustremembertoprojectmyimageintomybrainbeforeIbeeblind,”hethought．

    AsDimitriturhekno