Mostly when? when you are alone.
always alone? always alone.
Kafka's borders are black, and I toss in the only crumbs left to make a narrow path for my feet. I didn't feel sick or timid because I was used to the process.
People are born to be disliked, so they are destined not to be illuminated by the fireworks of the world, breathing alone in the dark night, and comforting the rustling flowers. The feces-yellow jam quickly covered with black beetles, and I carefully lowered my khaki pants to hide the snow-white skin under my legs.
When I chased her, it was about the winter of two years ago, which was probably around this time. I took her to a movie that girls like, and she suspected my IQ and pointed to the poster to tell me the origin of the movie while I was waiting for the movie. I like her, so even though I feel uncomfortable being insulted to my IQ, I am still very happy and find her extremely gentle.
It's a pity that I still understood it, she seemed a little disappointed, and I felt that my IQ was once again seriously insulted. After that day, she disappeared.
I wandered the streets on a winter night in the early morning until I came across a group of crows swarming the streets. I don't know if they were streets. There were black trees growing everywhere, and it looked like the wind was high and the moon was dark.
I call it Kafka's boundary. I had nothing, but I had to walk over, black beetles, clumsy and terrifying crows attacked me, and my white skin quickly covered their bodies, so that I was covered in bruises.
Want it? I pull out my heart to ask? The crows spread out, and the black beetles slowly faded away. I carefully placed my heart back where it was and continued to live in the city.
After half a year, I regained my skin and my heart became better. I was paranoid and asked her to go to the movies again. The movie this time was a mysterious martial arts movie. The plot was so bad that my eyes finally gave up. She smiled beautifully and brilliantly beside her and the people behind her. Although I really couldn't feel the same way, I still laughed with me half a beat. The movie was on, and I was very happy. I thought she was so cute.
It's a pity that I still can't understand her point. At the end of the movie, she still disappeared.
I wandered in the early summer nights, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the trees, and thinking about nothing on all the fair streets.
Kafka's borders reappeared on my way. This time I wore trousers which covered my skin. On the way back to earth, I still took out my heart, so the crows and worms made way for me, and I went back to the city, carefully placed my heart back, and continued day after day.
In the winter of the second year, we were in the movie theater. I couldn't remember what movie I was watching. I just felt that the person around her seemed to have changed a bit, and she seemed to have more support. I still pretend that everything is the same and think she is incomparably beautiful.
This time, I wandered through the cold of a winter night with enough crumbs.
Because of the wind and because of the cold.
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