It's a bit of a mess right now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I touched my chin, it was so exciting, it was out of line with my previous life, I had to think about the next arrangements.

First of all, I asked my boss for a leave of absence, this matter will not end for a while, and it must take a long time for me to find the "truth". Then I looked at the deposit, well, enough for me. So I decided to go on a gorgeous trip, ah no, a trip to find the truth.

For the past 25 years, I've been living a rutinistic life, but I never knew who I was, but my name was Suzuki, and I was a 25-year-old young man with a job full of food and no family disputes. All along, I didn't know who I was.

I often sigh about life, sigh about time, it means little to live for me, and I can't bear to die too much.

It's a little late, but if you regain your youthful heart now, it's okay to go on a wayward journey of discovery.

"Sometimes life is a little rough, it's more exciting, isn't it?" The driver, who had been silent in front of me, suddenly spoke, and I looked at him puzzled, wondering how his words were connected to my thoughts.

"Why do you say that?" I will ask questions.

As if the driver didn't hear it, and as if the conversation didn't exist at all, he drove the car seriously from beginning to end, which made me a little embarrassed.

I shifted my seat to the seat behind the driver, who didn't seem to care, just drove quietly.

The place where I live is an island, more than an hour's drive from the city station, which is a bit out of the way, and has to cross a viaduct.

At this time, the car happened to walk to the position of the viaduct, I leaned against the window, looking at the resolute support flashing in front of my eyes, and what attracted me even more was the sea with the city as the shore and the sand and gravel as the boundary.

When I was a child, my father used to take us to the beach to play, and I saw the vastness of the place. Now that I'm older, I don't feel as much as I did when I was a child.

I was looking at it, only to feel that the body shook suddenly, as if it had collided violently with something, which startled me from my emotion, and my left hand subconsciously grabbed the fixed handle of the roof, and my right hand was closed with my eyes closed, and my body was half-curled up. Something was scratching my skin, the back of my hands, my neck, my ears.

The car spun around the viaduct for a few weeks, and before I could see what was going on, I heard the screeching sound of a collision, and the car I was in immediately felt like it was falling.

I squinted my eyes and tried to see what was in front of me, only to see that there was chaos on the side of the viaduct, and our car was literally falling downward, getting closer and closer to the water.

"Poof!" A loud noise came from the water, and before I could hear it all, I disappeared into the sea with the car.

The sea filled the car in an instant, and I held my breath to swim out of the car. Just as one of my feet stepped out of the window, I looked back at the driver's seat.

The moment I saw the driver's seat, my eyes widened violently, because I saw that the driver's master, who was staring at me for a moment with a pair of bloody eyes covered with glass slag, and a strange smile appeared on his face, and his slightly purple lips were closed one by one, as if to say: "You, the end, the egg, the end."

I kicked hard under my feet in fright, trying to get out of the car quickly.

A hand suddenly grabbed my other foot, and at this point my heart was about to jump out, and I didn't dare to look back, I was afraid that when I turned around, I would see the driver smiling strangely at me with that face full of glass shard.

I don't have much guts, let alone how dangerous the environment is. If you don't pay attention, my little life may be explained here. In order to get rid of the hand under my feet, I could only keep kicking my feet in the water, intending to "snatch" my feet from his hands.

However, the hand under my feet was like a pincer to my ankle, and I felt like I was about to cry, and the oxygen in my lungs was about to run out.

Despair and suffocation enveloped me, and my strength seemed to be suddenly drained, and I was still sinking with the car outside the car, my eyes fixed on the water that was getting farther and farther away from me.

"Death" is another word that is both distant and near, the word that has often wrapped my mind in recent days.

There are still many mysteries unsolved, and I am really unwilling to die.

Just when I thought my life was coming to an end, something seemed to shimmer at the bottom of the sea, and my eyes were drawn to it, and I gradually and spontaneously moved closer to the light source, and then closer.

I don't know when the restraint under my feet disappeared, but when I got close to the ball of light, I realized that it was a pearl-shaped thing the size of a child's fist. Since my vision was a little blurry, I could only tell what it looked like by touch.

"Poor fool." A sigh came to my ears, and I looked around like a frightened bird, but to no avail.

"The widow is in your hands." The voice came again, and I looked at the thing in my hand even more horrified, and the words echoed in my head: "Pearls can talk?!"

"Confused things, how can a widow be such a cheap thing as a pearl, this is the Yuan Dan of a widow." The self-proclaimed "widow" in his hand said disdainfully.

The sound came into my head with a sonorous sound, and I could be sure that it was coming from my hand, for every time it spoke, it felt a vibrating touch in my hand, like the vibration of a human throat when speaking.

I was a little frightened, and was about to throw away the things in my hand, when the "widow" spoke again: "If you dare to throw away the widow, you will die."

I found that it could hear what was going on in my mind, so I asked the most earthy and direct question: "Who are you?"

"Shall I tell you that I am the god who rules over this place? Funny. Stupid humans would ask such stupid questions. The "widow" said arrogantly and contemptuously.

"Oh, in that case, I'll go first, you can get busy." I thought, I'm going to put it down.

When it saw that I was leaving, it was not in a hurry, but said very calmly: "Hey, where are you going?" Where else do you think you can go now? ”

I think at this time I should reply to it with a hero, and the picture looks a little more ancient, so I returned: "The world is so big, where can it not be tolerated."

"Snort, do you think there is a place for you in the world?" The "widow" sneered disdainfully.

"What do you mean?" I asked warily.

Suddenly, I thought about the environment I am in now, from the time I came down just now to now, there have been no symptoms of hypoxia for so long, is it ...... I had a bad premonition.