Norwegian Forest Chapter 2 The Death of a Friend "Page 1/2" (1)

A long time ago, about twenty years ago, I lived in a student dormitory. I was eighteen years old, just in college. My parents were worried that I was not familiar with tokyo and had left home for the first time, so they helped me find this dormitory. Not only are three meals served here, but they are well equipped, and both elders feel that even a fledgling teenager who is only eighteen years old should be able to adapt. Of course, money is also a factor. Lodgings cost a lot less than living alone, because as long as you have a quilt and a lamp, you don't have to buy anything else. If possible, I would naturally like to rent an apartment by myself and live comfortably, but when I think of the entrance fees, tuition fees, and living expenses of private universities, I am embarrassed to say anything. Besides, just finding a place to live, you don't need to pay too much attention.

This dormitory is located on a high terrace with a good view in Tokyo. It occupies a large area and is surrounded by a high stone wall. As soon as you enter the gate, you will be greeted by a tall beech tree towering over, which is at least one hundred and fifty years old. Standing under the tree and looking up, the sky is taught to cover the green leaves without gaps.