Book1:TeDream-Maker (第68/166页)

herforehead.”Dimitrididashewastoldandthenrememberedtherewasanothermaninthegardenthatneededhelp．

    "I’llgodownstairsahatmanisdoing.”

    "OK．I’lltakecareofher.”

    WhenDimitriwalkedfromthedarkhouseintothebrightmoonlight,themanwasobeseenandElina’scarhaddisappearedaswell．OnlyhersuitcasewaswhereshehaddroppeditwhenshegreetedDimitri．Justthen，heheardElinacallingouttohimfromthethirdfloorverandah，

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    "eonupDimitriandbringmysuitcasewithyou．There’realotofquestiotoaskyou.”Sopigupthesuitcasehewalkedupthestairs．Thesweetyoungwomanwassittinguponherbed．Shesmiledathiminafriendlyfashionandsaid，

    "HiDimitri!IhaveheardalotaboutyoufromElina.Willyoupleasetelluspeonight?I’mallinafog.”Dimitritoldthemthewholestoryfrombeginningtoend．

    "Youmeanyouwereinthebackseatthewholetime?"

    "Yes．That’showIcametoknoasgoingon.”Thetwowomenlookedateachotherandsmiled．

    "Nowit’syourturn,Elina．Howdidyouetobeherejustinthenie?"

    "Bothofusthoughtweneededavacation,ageofse,sowebookedticketstalthisafternoonandarraospendthenightheretogethersothatwestartearlytomorr.”

    "Pal?That’snofun．Whydon’tyoutwogototheKingdomofDreams?"

    "KingdomofDreams?Whereisthat?"

    "Itsoundssoillusional!Doesitreallyexist?"

    "That’sahardquestiontoanswer”repliedDimitri.“Itwaslikeaskingabouttheexistenceofheaven．Tothosewhobelieve,heaves．Tothosewhodon’t,itdoesn’t.”

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    ThedistantrofengineswokeDimitrifromhisreverie．Helookeduptoseeanairlinerpassingoverhead,wonderedidlywhetherElinaandNovelwereonitahertheyhaddecidedtogotalortohisKingdomofDreams．Thenheughedathisownfolly．Thepassingoftimethesestfewdayshadleftabefuddledimpressioninhisthoughts．Hefoundithardtoascertaihertheywererealpeoplewhoactuallyexistedandcameintohislife，orjusttwobeautiesofhisimagination．Dimitritouchedhiseyesaaslightpain．Yes,onlyohingwascertain,hewasgoingblindonedayinthenearfuture．Sittingonthebenchbytheroadside,hewatchedcarafterby．

    "Willmysightbegoneinafsh,likethesecars?"hewondered．Hepoheeventsofhislifeandthoughttheywereuniqueindeed．Inreallife，hewasalwaysstrugglingwithadversity，findingresurreonlyinhisdreams，likealogier，nowfloating，nowsinking．Dreamsaypiledoneupoher,iingandmixedtogether.Suchwashislife．Hesawalongcigarettebuttonthegroundnearby,crushedbysomeone’sheels．Hepickeditup,rolleditsoftlyandcarefullybetweenhisfiomakeitroundagainandlightingit,sankbathebenchtoenjoytheluxuryofasmoke．

    "WhoamI?"heaskedhimself．"That’saneasyquestiontoanswer．IamwhoIam，avagabondwiththemirageofabeautifulheavenlykingdominmymind．Iliveandwanderarouhwithit.”

    Freaterpartoftheday,Dimitriwouldsitthereinatrance,seeminglydoingnothing,buthisbrainwasfuriouslyatwork．Itwashisdailyroutine,likethephysicalexerciseoftheaverageman．Justthen,hewashavingastrangevisiohisbodybehindandbecameohthetranquilevening，uhitspeadjoy．Inhismienthoughtofaencebeyondtheuniverse，carefreeandromantiottihanypessimisticthoughts．Undersuchcircumstances，he’dratherbelieveiheoryofReination，notiouslevel，butonthelevelofpoetitasy．Butthehought,no．Soul,reinatiolife,the