Book1:TeDream-Maker (第152/166页)

erearlyteeitbynature，shealkedmuchaboutherself,sonooneknewfromwhenceshecameorwhereshelived．Theonlythingtheywerecertainofwas,shewaswherwaythroughschool．ShehadasoftspotinherheartforDimitriandofteforhimsomeoftheday-olddoughnutswhichwerenormallythrownaway．

    "ThankyouMary.”Justtheherewasanirlbehihetaheywereridingtogether，bothofthemdressedexactlyalikeinshort-sleevedwhiteblousesandfadedbluejs．

    "HiDimitri!"thegirlsaid，"Doyourememberme?"Dimitrilookedatherandsawacuteteenagegirl，whoseemedsomewhatfamiliar，thoughhecouldn’trecallwheretheyhadmetbefore．

    "I’mShei．Wemetinthesewer,remember?"Dimitrisuddenlyrecalledthecrippledyoungprostituteheoheundergroundsewer．"ButI’mnolohatbusinessandI’vequitdrugs．NowI’mwatthesamedoughnutshopasMaryandwe’regoingtoschooltogether.”

    "Howwonderful!"excimedDimitri．"I’msogdforyou!"

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    "We’vejustgottenoffworkandhavetogototheeveningcssestonight．Good-bye!"

    Dimitrilookedatthedepartingformsofthetwogirls，freshandlovelyastwodewyroses,withbrightfuturesaheadofthemareallyhappy．

    "Thesestfewdays，I’vebeendreamingtoomuch,”hemutteredtohimself．"Evenafishthatcrouchestoolongiersoffantasyotwithstandthepressure,soIhadbettereuptothesurfadexperiencemoreofreallife．Lifewithoutdreamsisb，buttoomuchofitwillputmeoutoftouchwithreality．Yesterday,IdreamedofattendingafabulousballwithaicbeautyonmyarmsthatturnedeveryheadandIevendowobilliondolrstocharity!"Heughedinderision．"HeavenknowsIamjustapenniless,homelesspersohought．"IfIweretheKingDimitriofmydreamswithahugefortuneandaharlemofbeautiesallihme，IwouldnothaveasmuchqualmsaboutthedayIbeeblind．Butas,Ihavenothing.”

    ThegesofDimitri’sfacialexpressionwereasmercuriashistrainofthoughts．Hisiablebliouchedhimtothequidsunnyughterfaded,tobecloudedoverbyadeepgloom．Thefuturewassouain．AnymihehaironwhichtheswordofFatewashungmightbreak，cuttingoffforeverhisvisuallinkstothisbeautifulworld．Andthesadpartwas,hlypowercouldavertthistragedy．Theonlythingtodowastolivefromdaytoday．Yes,itwasbettertogoandhideinthedeepwaters,awayfromitall,andstaythere．Dimitri’shearttractedwithpaihoughtofhowhisvisionwasgettingmoreandmoreblurryeachday．Yes，heneededahaven,aquiet,darkpcetohideforeverfromthiscruel,cruelworld.Rubbinghiseyes,Dimitrilookedatthemulti-coloredcloudsscatterediwilightsky：e，fieryredandlightpurplelihthegoldenglitterofthesettingsun．Hesuddenlysawaslim，fairy-likefigure，dressedinaflowinggownofthefi,flimsyce，jumpingfromcloudtocloudanddisappearing．Shewastoofarawayandmovedtoofastforhimtomakeoutherfeatures．Wasthisfantasyorreality?Herubbedhiseyesagain．Wastherereallyafairyorwashesteepedinhisfantasyagain?

    Suddenlyasweetvoicebrokeintohisreverie."Excusemesir，buthaveyouseenayoungmaninhistwenties，aboutsixfootfour，threehundredpounds,dressedinayellowT-shirtandbckscks?Heisalittleretarded.”DimitriwokewithastartandsawbeforehimLaverhebeautifulgirlhefirstmetinthehalf-burnthouse．

    "YoumeanMark?Hewashereawhileago.”

    "Thankyou，sir．I’vebeenlookingforhimallday．Ifyousawhimawhileago，hemuststillbearoundsomewhere．I’llgoand