“Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy—one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.”
Tender is the Night, 在我还用kindle时翻了两章就长久停滞在那里，前天又想起来开始读，到Book 2终于有意思了一点
“Doctor Dohmler, my daughter isn’t right in the head.”
不知道为什么，读到这句话像突然有人拿金属棍子捅进我胃里绞了一下。
