"I was so hungry that I ate the earth, and how much I ate?

Oh my God, am I still human?"

Xia Guang grabbed his hair painfully, and he was happy to eat for a while, but he couldn't accept the feeling of "he suddenly became not like a human".

Some people may think that "as long as you can get stronger, it's fine".

Some people think that "if you kill decisively and become a monster, you can only become stronger, even if you are not human, it doesn't matter." After all, humans are not the only species in this infinite world. ”

Some people think, "What is a man?"

But Xia Guang is obviously not one of these people, so he seems to be a little repulsed by such a self.

If you only have strength, and you lose your original self.

So even if you grow all the way to a high place, what is the difference between being robbed of the giant stone statue behind the golden finger?

The body is the same, the strength is the same, the personality is almost the same, it's just that the soul in it is different.

What is the difference?

If you have the power of a monster, you don't have yourself.

So what's the difference with a monster?

Power makes people addicted, and makes people think that this is the meaning of everything, the motivation of everything.

But Xia Guang doesn't think so.

Therefore, he reluctantly ate another bite of the reef soaked in the seawater, and then he didn't move, after all, dessert is indispensable after dinner, and there is no way to do this.

Because the beach had been eaten by him, he could only sit on the grassland in the middle of the country, holding the ground with his hands, feeling the starlight, the gentleness of the grass under the moonlight, and caressing his palms and arms.

The sea breeze is blowing.

Half of the moon is beyond the horizon.

Hundreds of miles of reefs, of different heights, like countless silent figures, with faint faces hidden in the backlight, as if a curse had been imposed and they were forever here,

The fire and ice have faded.

He looked like an ordinary human boy, with black hair like a cloak, his lazy eyes flashing deep from time to time, and although his face was immature, it was not the innocence of other children, but quite tasteful.

If someone comes and asks, "Why did you eat this island?"

How should he answer, is it a categorical denial: "I didn't eat." ”

However, no one will come to ask.

Except for himself.

Xia Guang was waiting for the tide to rise, waiting for the sea that would flood the entire island to come.

With his speed at this point, there was no need to dodge in advance.

Therefore, it is so quiet and quiet, enjoying the boundless moonlight on the sea, which can be regarded as a busy leisure.

The moon was halfway through, and from the line where the moonlight and water meet, black dots suddenly appeared.

Xia Guang looked at the black dot, and felt an inexplicable vigilance in his heart.

The black dots, coming from the moon, carried an aura of fear and awe.

Xia Guang just glanced at it, and then stopped looking.

Because, he is not in a good mood.

The feeling of satiety did not satisfy him, but was a shame.

So, he was ready to get up and head for the only peak.

However, at this moment, a sudden wind blew on the sea.

The moonlight became thin and dim.

The wind is blowing.

The boy held his head high, and did not look back, as if it were a real reef, he did not move.

Take a step and walk forward.

The moonlight was completely gone.

Tonight's storm, countless stone-like reefs let out whimpering cries at the same time, blurring faces, and the truth can no longer be known.

"The wind is so strong. ”

The boy wrapped himself in clothes, and in one step, it was hundreds of meters, and soon, he reached the top of the only peak.

That's what he left behind.

It's cold in the heights.

There is no moonlight, only the ebb and flow of the tide.

Without the light, the black dot could not be detected.

But Xia Guang had a faint feeling, because of the weather, the black dot turned back, and it seemed that a sparkling cold waterway paved by moonlight was very important to it.

Without the path of moonlight, it can only return.

The cold rain, like the size of a fist, began to fall wildly, and the lonely figure sat on a high place.

Whenever the rain falls around him, it is steamed, like a pale and terrible dragon, walking against the sky, as if it is about to run into the cloudy firmament.

The boy was stunned, he shook his head slightly, and then he revoked the internal force that he instinctively resisted.

Converges the flame of the heart.

The next moment, the rain turned into ice, and once again a natural igloo was formed, enveloping him in it.

The boy smiled self-deprecatingly, and then reined in the extreme yin ice qi at the dantian, and with a wave of his hand, the ice melted.

The rain is no longer sheltered, and it is overwhelming.

And the boy has become a chicken in the rain.

He was drenched in the rain, his hair drooped, stuck to his forehead, and crossed the front of his pupils, his eyes were already squinted and could not be opened, but only then did a smile appear on his lips, and he seemed to spit out a sentence with a completely uncontrollable instinct: "This is the world." ”

In the pouring rain, the boy stood up.

He felt a strange emotion fill his heart, which was completely unrelated to the sadness and loneliness of his age.

Suddenly, he remembered the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, the Zongdong Pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake.

It's winter, but the New Year is coming.

When it gets warmer, carry a fishing rod, bring a hat, and sit by the lake where the water clouds reflect all day, thinking about nothing, not asking anything, anyway, there is a little palace maid to deliver food.

The sound of firecrackers, red paper decals, and festivity may surprise the fish.

His mind drifted a little away.

The craftsmanship of the imperial chef, as well as the candied fruit that was paid tribute from all directions...

And that familiar face with a smile like a flower.

Midnight.

Lonely time stops.

The black rain, the silent fall, the whimper of the reef, also disappeared out of thin air.

The waves of sarcoma are flowing again...

But when he felt that footsteps had reached the center of the island, there was a gray sparrow in the center, and the sarcoma reluctantly returned, and flowed back into the canyon like sludge again.

"Thank you, teacher. ”

On the island, the megaliths have disappeared.

The belly of a sparrow is swollen and distended.

Xia Guang lowered his hand and shook his head with a smile, "Gluttony." ”

Sparrow said, "Teacher, why don't you eat it?"

Xia Guang's face was not red, and his heart did not beat and said: "It's all for children." Teachers don't care about that. ”

Sparrow wondered: "What does the teacher care about?"

Xia Guang looked gentle, but he didn't explain, just rubbed the sparrow's head, and said lightly: "Next time I have a chance, I will cook for the teacher to eat... The teacher loved it. ”

The sparrow suddenly understood.

It felt a kind of eternal loneliness, and the true love between master and apprentice.

What he cares about is this kind of feeling.

Tomorrow is ruthless, and everything is like a dog, but a pervert like a teacher still cares about these things.

And I built that relationship with myself.

The sparrow's heart suddenly warmed, and for the first time since it was born (although it itself did not know how it was born), it felt this emotion, it was difficult to understand, it was difficult to know, it did not know where it came from, but it went deep.

"Okay, teacher. ”

The paradoxical creature's voice also softened.

The next moment, it spread its gray wings, and the wings skyrocketed and lengthened, and the boy did not hesitate, straddle up, and then took off.

In the dark rain, in the silent world.

He crouched quietly on the sparrow's warm back, feeling the loneliness, seemingly momentary, but which could become a kind of cessation for eternity.