Chapter 6 2 About the opening of the ears

As you said.she says. She is surreally beautiful.That kind of beauty belongs to the kind of beauty that I have neither seen nor imagined before.Everything expands like the universe, and at the same time everything freezes in thick ice.Everything is arrogantly exaggerated, and at the same time everything is undercut.That's beyond all the notions I know.She and her ear became one, sliding down the slope of time like an ancient ray. You are amazing.After finally taking a deep breath, I said. I know.she says.This is the open state of the ears. Several guests turned their heads and looked at our table absent-mindedly.The waiter who came to refill our coffee couldn't pour the coffee properly and no one said a word.Only the rim of the music tape continued to spin slowly on its own.

She took out a menthol cigarette from her purse and put it in her mouth, and I quickly lit her with a lighter. I want to sleep with you.she says. So we fell asleep.