第一百九十七章迫切的韦伯(1/6)

波涛声阵阵响起，或许是快要天亮了，照在岸边的淡淡光线被笼上一层柔和的雾气。
                                                                                                                                                                沙滩向两边延伸着，看不到尽头。海面被白雾笼罩，望不见另一边。海的那边有什么呢，是陆地，是遥远的水平线，还是什么都没有？
                                                                                                                                                                除了永不停歇的浪涛声，周围一片寂静。
                                                                                                                                                                空中没有云，地上没有风，从岸边远远望去，还有几个人影模糊不清。
                                                                                                                                                                一直向东行进，将世间万物远远抛向西边——于是，终于来到了这片寂静的海岸。
                                                                                                                                                                所以那片雾的后面，一定什么都没有。
                                                                                                                                                                世界到此为止，已经无法前进了。这里是——世界尽头的大海。
                                                                                                                                                                闭上眼，静听涛声。
                                                                                                                                                                那是只有走到世界尽头的人才能欣赏到的，遥远的海涛的旋律——好像是趴在桌子上就这么睡着了。
                                                                                                                                                                被人突然摇了摇肩膀后，韦伯感到了手臂的麻痹，他一边呻吟着一边抬起了头。
                                                                                                                                                                
                               

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