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The phone rang. My face was flushed from swimming in the pool, and I was cooling off with calmine lotion.After the bell rang ten times, I had to take off the neatly arranged cotton pads on my face and stand up from the chair. Hello!It's me. Hi.I said. What are you doing Did nothing. I picked up the towel wrapped around my neck and wiped my burning face. I had a great time yesterday, it hasn't been like this for a long time. That's great. Um.Do you like goulash? like. I'm ready, but if I can eat it all by myself in a week, would you like to come over and eat it? nice.

OK, come over in an hour.If I'm late I'll throw it all in the trash, you know? But I hate waiting for people, that's all. After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone before I could speak. I lay back on the couch again and stared at the ceiling in a daze for ten minutes or so while listening to the top forty hits on the radio.Then take a shower in the bathroom and shave carefully with hot water.Put on the shirt and Bermuda shorts you just got from the laundry.It's a delightful evening.I drove along the coast watching the sunset, and bought two bottles of chilled wine and a carton of cigarettes a little before the national highway.

While she was clearing the table and arranging the pristine white cutlery, I pried the cork off the wine bottle cap with the point of a paring knife.The damp heat of the beef stew steamed the room into a sweltering heat. I didn't expect it to be this hot, it was hell. Hell is hotter than this. As if you have been there. Hear what people say.If it's crazy hot, move you to a slightly cooler place, and when you recover, send you back to where you came from. It's almost like a sauna. That's right.However, I heard that some people went crazy, so they never returned to the original place.

What about those people? Taken to heaven and paint the walls there.Because the walls of heaven must remain pure and white forever, and a little stain is not acceptable, because it will affect the image.So it was painted from morning till night and most of the guys had broken air pipes. She didn't ask any more questions.After carefully removing the bits of cork that had fallen into the bottle, I poured two glasses. Cold wine warms the heart. When cheering, she said so. What does it mean? TV commercials.Cold wine warms the heart.Haven't you seen it? no wow. You don't watch TV?

Just watch a little bit.I used to watch it often. I like the famous dog Lacey the most, but of course it is the first generation. You like animals. Um. If I have time, I'll watch it all day, everything.Yesterday I saw a seminar of biologists and chemists.Have you read it? No. She took a sip of the wine and shook her head as if remembering something. Did you know that Pasteur had a scientific intuition. Scientific intuition? That is to say, ordinary scientists think like this: A is equal to B, and B is equal to C, so A is equal to C. Q. E． D, it should be proven that way, right? I nod.

But Pasteur was different.What he has in his mind is that A is equal to C, that's the only way.There was no proof or anything like that, but his theory was correct, history had proven it, and he had discovered countless valuable truths in his lifetime. Vaccination. She puts the wine glass on the table and looks at me in surprise. Hey, vaccination was invented by Ginner, right?What university do you still go to? Rabies antibodies, and sterilization, right? standard answer. She smiled smugly without showing her teeth, then drained the wine in the glass and refilled some herself. This ability is called scientific intuition in televised discussions.do you have?

Almost none. Do you think it would be good if there is one? Maybe useful in some way.It might come in handy when sleeping with a girl. She smiled and went to the kitchen to fetch the saucepan, the salad bowl, and the rolls.A little wind started blowing through the fully opened window. We played records on her record player and ate slowly.During that time, she asked me about university and life in Tokyo.Nothing particularly interesting.For example, experimenting with cats (of course I didn’t kill them, I’m lying like this. I said I was mainly doing psychological experiments, but in fact I killed 36 cats of different sizes in two months.) Demonstrations and strikes, and then I showed her the marks of the front teeth broken by the mobile team.

Want revenge? joke.I said. Why?If I were you, I'd find that cop and break some of his teeth with a mallet. I am me, and that's all in the past.And first of all, the mobile team members all look similar, so it's really hard to find them. Isn't that meaningless? significance? It even means that the teeth are broken. No.I said. She muttered a few times boredly and ate a mouthful of goulash. After we finished our after-dinner coffee, we washed the dishes side by side in the small kitchen, then returned to the dining table, lit our cigarettes, and listened to M. j. Q's record.

She was wearing a thin shirt with nipples clearly visible, and cotton shorts with a loose waist, and our feet bumped under the table several times, which made me blush a little each time. Is it tasty? Very tasty. She bit her lower lip lightly. Why don't you talk every time you don't ask? I don't know, maybe it's just a habit, every time I forget to say something important. Can I give you a piece of advice? please. If you don't change, you will suffer. I guess so.However, it may be like a classic car, repairing one place only makes other places more conspicuous. She laughed and changed the record to Marvin Gaye's.The clock said almost eight o'clock.

Is it okay not to shine shoes today? Wipe it in the middle of the night and brush it with your teeth. She propped her thin elbows on the table and rested her chin comfortably on them, looking into my eyes as she spoke.This made me very flustered.I pretended to light a cigarette, or looked out the window, and looked away a few times, but each time it only made her stare at me more strangely. Hey!I believe you can too. What? Last time you said you didn't do anything to me. Why do you think so? Do you want to hear it? No.I said. I knew you would say that.She giggled, poured some wine into my glass, and looked out the dark window as if thinking something.

I often think how wonderful it would be if I could live without bothering anyone.Do you think it is okay? she asked. do not know. hey did i give you trouble no wow. Oh so far? Not so far. She quietly stretched her hand across the table and folded it over mine, pausing like that for a moment before retracting. I'm going on a trip tomorrow. where to go have not decided yet.I want to go somewhere quiet and cool for about a week or so. I nod. Will call you when I get back. ◇ On the way home, in the car, I suddenly remembered the girl on my first date.That was seven years ago. While on a date, I seemed to be asking hi continuously from the beginning to the end!boring right? Let's go see a movie starring Elvis Presley.The theme song is sung like this. I quarreled with her. So write to her, say sorry!It is my fault. But the letter came back, Because the address is unknown and the recipient is unknown. Time flies too fast.