He opened his eyes, and there was a thick and inseparable darkness in front of him, the water passed through his body, and the soft soil was under him, and he was surrounded by water, and his shoulders were being held, and his back was turned against him, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and the familiar smell was around him, and by the light reflected by the water he saw that he was in the sea, and the air was filled with the strange smell of seafood.

Who am I? Who is he! Where are we

He saw a glimmer of light projected in, and wanted to sit up, but he found it, pressed him in his arms, and was quiet for a while, he wanted to struggle, but his weight was so big that he couldn't move, and looked at him scoundrelly, and Yexiao knew that he wanted to leave, he didn't want to,

He held his head with both hands and looked at him, then bit his lip, looking at his helpless indulgence, he bit harder, something crossed his mind, as if he had been like this before.

Looking at his iron-blue face, he turned around, raised his hand and made a bow gesture to him, then turned his head and ran up hard, and was washed up on the beach by the waves, he had not yet recovered from it, he lay there panting, at the border between the sky and the water, the sun was slowly rising, making the whole earth turn egg yolk, he found a person sitting on it, the sea instantly became dark and deep, and emitted a purple light, and the night snack saw him, stopped beside him, and the young man who reversed the sun looked very beautiful, and his skin looked white and tender, It's as charming as a gilded Buddha statue, it's his, somehow he can't help but fall in love with him the first time he sees him, he has a strange possessiveness of him, he knows it's not right, he can't control his heart, only when he faces the boy, he has a feeling that he is not familiar with, he doesn't want him out of his sight. Deep down, I was afraid, like a young man who had left him.

The familiar breath around him told him that he still caught up, he didn't want to move, just like he would indulge his mistakes after a long time, and without waiting for him to speak, he spoke first and accompanied me to watch the sunrise, okay?

The boy said the words of request in a pitiful tone, Yexiao hugged him and brought him close to the heart, patted him on the back, his boy was afraid of him, he couldn't understand, why? He didn't notice the muttering in his heart, and accidentally said it,

It seems that this passage was said there, and the scene was seen. It's like playing a movie, scribbling through the mind, when the wild goose flies through the sky, he doesn't leave a trace of its coming, and when I pretend to pass by your window, the smell in the air indicates that I have come, but you will not know the smell of my stay.

Suddenly, he remembered something, looked up at the sea on the horizon, and looked at the starry sky in the sky, his eyes looked through the atmosphere in the starry sky, he seemed to remember where she had been, where it was like a young young man running flexibly, he looked back at the person holding him, and threw himself into the distance, the goldfish jumped in the sun, in the strange and strange world, Li Chu felt uneasy, and leaned into the arms of the night supper, the familiar breath made him feel a little safe in the strange environment. A huge whirlpool descended from the sky to one end to the other.

Li Chu shuddered: That's it, he also watched the sunrise with Yexiao again, exactly the same as before, his fingers grasped Yexiao's hand, and his heart seemed to jump out as if it didn't belong to him, banging bang. As if at this point in time they were about to separate, he loved supper although he had not said it, in his memory, every time he left, he told himself that he would not shed a single tear, would not waste the rest of his life, tumbling in the slow-boiling hot water, tormenting in the maggot flesh of memories, not burying himself alive in the heavy soil for days mourning his pain, every time he spoke well to himself, but when he left, he succumbed more and more to the days without him, just like the departure of supper was not decided by him, Rather, it is the result of a ruthless fate.

He was in a room with his breath, looking at his photos alone, sometimes thinking about his expression in the place where he used to be in a daze, watching the walls gradually covered by his photos, many times he thought heartbrokenly, in this room full of inadvertent photos, it represents the past in their memories, joy reflects their loneliness, in the days you left, I boiled porridge into soup, and then boiled wine and swallowed, sometimes drunk, sometimes awake, as if you only exist in my memory, Even a trace of the memory of the past has been reduced to ashes in time, and nothing has been shed since then.

Li Chu waited for the wind to stop, but the wind was gone, in the last gentle breath of the night snack disappeared, it turned into nothing, as if it had never appeared, Li Chu reached out to grab the shadow of the night snack, maintained his leaving posture, and then lay down where the night snack had sit, as if to save some temperature that spread with the wind, curled up on the insecure seaside, Li Chu flashed a little thing in his heart, when he thought back, but there was nothing, Li Chu couldn't stop the loss in his heart, fell into a deep sleep, with the accumulation of wind and sand, Li Chu began to grow old, no one can explain his old age, in this stormy and thunderous day, in this strange place, with the disappearance of the supper, Li Chu was slowly blown into a plate of loose sand by the wind, the people on the ground were working hard, grinding the stones with stone tools, emitting fire, slash-and-burn migration and planting, to the Black Death in Europe in the 14th century overnight, as long as the black death in the 14th century in Europe overnight, like a person with a tumor, the ugliness that he wants to cut off, with beauty to cover up, so that people dare not dare to promise the sincerity of the gods in the long wait.

Li Chu's soul was transported to a far, far away country, his consciousness drifting in the oxygen-free universe, turning the past and the future, his heart was tightly held in the hands of the god of fate, and the bright red blood flowed at the speed of the river of water, and the final crowning, enjoying the cheers of honor, as if the aftermath still remained in the cochlea, still humming in the empty room. Play in the streets.

Allowing his consciousness to piece together the broken fragments of memory, like a kite without restraints, his consciousness is like the wind, staying on every planet or stationed in the 124579 aperture, without shadow projection calligraphy, as active as musical notes in the memory numb alive.

A desolate place, long without the greenery it once was, the earth is covered with yellow sand, and there are only two people in the world.

I'm Li Chu, I'm back.

I came back with all the unanswered secrets, I don't know if this is my dream or the real earth, I don't dare to ask, I only muttered in my heart, afraid of being known by something, how long will this empty memory be in the sea, all the creatures hatch here, like the roots of the grass in the hole, entwining the world in the circle.