Book1:TeDream-Maker (第36/166页)

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    Angelica:

    ThejoggerwasAngeliexquisite,crystal-likebeautywholookedsilethatshearousedaprotectiveinstinallwhosawher，fearingshewouldbreakifnottakencareof．Shehadasharpintelligewasofasealtemperament．KingDimitrihadthiscircurtrackbuiltaroundthegoonespeciallyforher．Itwasdesignedacctoworldstandards，buttheexpeerialsusedwereofslightlysoftertexturesothatshewouldnothurthermusclesorbonesduringherjogging，whichallgoestoshowKingDimitri’sloveand．AsAngelion，theresiliehetradtheesticityofherbodywereinsuchperfectcoordinationthatthetrackseemedtorespondtothemovementsofhermuscles．Herbreathingandherheartbeatwerealsowellorchestrated．Thesoothingwindrufflesherhairahroughhercolrandsleeves，caressingherbodylikekneadingfermenteddough，invigoratingherredandwhitebloodcellstillshefeltateoflywiththewind．Butthenshesuppressedtheimpulsetoacceleratebecausefromrunningorackeveryday，shehadetotheclusionthatlifewaslikedailyjoggingonthiscircurtrackwhichhadnodefiartingpointorendingpoint．Therefore，thepurposewasnotthemomentaryetionandfulfillmentthatthestminutedashcouldbring．Thegreatesthappinesswouldbeinkeepingherequilibriumandproceedatastablepaceduringthewholeprocess．SuddenlyitdawnedohatthiswasthereasonwhyKingDimitribuiltthistrackforher．Lookingupattheskies，shesawtheever-gingclouds．Theirarras，differentandnoitiouswerehesamefromdaytodayandthereforeimpossibletopgiarize.Thesettingsuniendoftheskyseemedtobetakingitsfinalcurtaincall,butitsradiantsplendor，nolongerasblindinglybrilliant，madethisitsmostbeautifundmovingmoment．Angelicafeltasenseofindescribablearousal．Thesettingsunbecamethefaitriwithhishabitual,gentlesmile．SheranonandontothrowherselfintoKingDimitri’sarms.

    ThemeetingofDimitriandAngelicawasohoserareceswhichwouldalmostseempredestined．Oar-studdedsummernight，Angelicastrolledintardenafterfinishingwritingapoem,whichshesideredtobethemostbeautifulshehadeverwritten．Shewaslookingatthestrosesofsummer，witheringandfading，whenasenseofdesotioncameuponher．

    "IhavewrittenmymasterpiecewhichIdon’tthinkIeversurpass．Summerisgoneandalltherosesarefading．WhyshouldIremaininthisworld?"Justthen，ashootingstarfshedacrosstheskyanddisappearedintothemysteriousnight．Angelicastoodthere，coldandsolemnasamarblestatue，filledwithasenseofsadnessandmurmured．

    "Lifeshouldendatitsmostbeautifulmomentiokeepitsbeautyandimmortalityforever.”Shehadalovelysilverpistolinherhandandmesmerizedbythefeelingsofthemoment，raisedthepistolslowlyupwardstowardshertemple．Justthenavoicecalledout，

    "Hey!Waitased!"andaformemergedfromamongtherosebushes．Frightehisuedinterruption，Angelicaautomaticallypointedhergunattheintruder．Dimitriwalkedslowlytowardshersaying，"Lady，youwakemefrommysweetdreamsandpointyunatme!Nowthat’stoomuch!"HewassmilingbutAngelicacouldfeeuthorityinhisgentlevoicewhichsubduedherandherhandsfelllimplytoherside．

    "Lady，yousaythatlifeshouldendatitsmostbeautifulmoment，andyoudonotwishtolivebecausetherosesarefading，ashootingstarfelndyouhadwrittenyo