《没有色彩的多崎作和他的巡礼之年》
与四人相距遥远,作感受到的痛楚反而被夸大,变得更迫切。疏远与孤独化作长达数百公里的电缆,被巨大的绞车吱吱作响
地卷起。难以判读的信息通过那根绷得紧紧的线,不分昼夜地传输过来。那声音仿佛掠过林间的疾风,一面交换着强度,一
面断断续续的蛰咬他的耳朵。
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