The last thing Su Mo saw was Xiao Bai's bloody figure, his neckline was uninhibitedly open, and his oblique tie seemed to be some kind of sign. Even if there were a few bloody cuts on his chest and back, even if half of his sleeves were stained red by the blood that kept flowing out, he was still like a peerless swordsman, constantly shuttling through the dense tide of insects, with the same chic as always.

"Farewell, brother."

He closed his eyes in peace of mind, feeling his body fall sharply under the force of gravity, and finally, swallowed by the boundless darkness.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, but it was still pitch black in front of him, and there was not even a sound in the surroundings.

The world is as if it were dead.

Only the weightlessness that he couldn't get used to told him:

I'm alive.

But here, time is ridiculously frozen, Su Mo doesn't know how long it has been, a day? Or a month? Or a year?

In short, it has been a long, long time, and he still can't see a glimmer of light.

He suddenly felt panicked, licked his dry lips, and tried to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be tightly choked, and he stretched out his hand again, and he felt nothing.

Even in the end, even the disgusting feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

"Me, am I dead?"

A sigh sounded in the bottom of my heart, and my chest suddenly felt as uncomfortable as suffocation.

This feeling was not the first time for Su Mo, but if it was possible, he definitely didn't want to experience it for the third time.

He thought like this, faintly, as if he had returned to the height of summer that year.

That summer, it was really hot, the heavens and the earth seemed to be covered by the dazzling light, under the scorching sun, Su Mo rode a bicycle, loaded with a basket of bright summer flowers, with a fiery heart under the burning sky, by the blue sea, on the straight road full of flowers, all the way to the north.

Dressed in a simple white shirt and denim shorts, he rode his bicycle with his arms open and shouted loudly, like the most uninhibited man in the world.

And ahead, is the crystallization of beautiful love.

"Xiaoqing, you once asked me, do you like the sea? I shook my head, since I was a child, my biggest fear was the ocean, because I always felt that there was an unknown fear in the sea, it was ridiculous! ”

"But now I'm not afraid of the sea anymore, no, I'm not afraid of anything today, just because today, I graduated, just because today, I'm going to propose to you!"

At that moment, by the sea, he was the happiest man.

But the next moment, a large runaway truck smashed everything.

The front of the speeding car, like a smiling demon head, mocked his self-righteousness.

After that, he fell into this same darkness, for a long, long time, until a warmth slowly crossed his back and penetrated into the deepest part of his soul. It was the temperature of her fingertips.

In the dark, he opened his eyes, but it was an empty pale ward.

Xiaoqing, gone.

In the year of graduation, on the day of her proposal, she disappeared without a trace, like evaporating from the world.

"Doctor, have you ever seen a girl in a dress with shoulder-length hair?"

"Girls? Your ward, no one has ever been there, but it's a miracle that you survived. ”

"Really?"

He touched the tattoo that covered his entire back and muttered to himself, which he had had since he woke up, perhaps carved by Xiaoqing.

And now, that long-lost warmth still hasn't given up on him.

Gradually, he felt the warmth gently caressing his back in the darkness, and the world in front of him brightened up again little by little.

He slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw bright points of light gathered into Xiaoqing's appearance, she was so beautiful and sacred. Su Mo wanted to catch her like crazy, but she smiled, waved her hand, and said goodbye again.

In front of me, there is a blue sea, countless black shadows, trying to break free from the sea, but they are like stinging in the sky.

Su Mo also couldn't break free from that layer of sea, and slowly, he finally found that he could only move left and right, but he couldn't move up and down. It's a weird feeling, it's like you're only in one plane!

But as his mind slowly cleared up, he finally realized that he might be one of the thousands of dark shadows!

I am a shadow, what a ridiculous thing!

But in fact, when he saw a man's feet walking towards him, he finally understood that this ridiculous guess was correct.

The footsteps did not stop, the owner of the feet was slowly walking towards him, and then stopped in front of him, and then, a face appeared abruptly from above the line of sight, and the owner of the feet was bending over to look at him!

Su Mo couldn't be more familiar with that face, with black broken hair, fair skin, slender eyes, a tall nose bridge and pursed lips, it was clearly his own face!

But this face is full of darkness and indifference, as if it is another him!

That person stood quietly on the surface of the sea like that, and Su Mo seemed to be his reflection in the water.

The moment he saw this person, countless memory fragments exploded in Su Mo's mind like a tide.

It was as if he had seen his dark childhood again, sitting on the left side of the rooftop, and the identical self leaning on the right side of the rooftop.

It's like revisiting.

"Is that you?"

Su Mo asked tentatively.

"How could you ......"

That person didn't mean to answer at all, he still slowly stretched out a hand as he did many years ago, when the whole world abandoned Su Mo.

Su Mo didn't speak again, he also slowly stretched out his hand, the hands of the two people were clasped together, and the person slowly pulled him up from the water, and the moment he got out of the sea. Su Mo only felt that his head was "buzzing", and then the sky was spinning.

When he opened his eyes, he was still standing where he was, on the edge of the deep-sea rift.

A strange wind blew from the bottom of the sea, and everything seemed to be just a long, long nightmare.

But everything around him proved that it was certainly not a dream.

I saw that the originally empty ground was full of broken limbs and dead corpses of insects, and the insect tide receded like this, and Xiaobai disappeared.