When he woke up, the bearded uncle was standing by the side, and there was a bowl of fish broth and a spoon on the table: "Little princess, you wake up, the boat is shaking so badly, you can still sleep, and you will definitely become a great person in the future." Get up and drink fish soup, you've slept all day, you must be hungry. ”

There is a little bit of fish floating in the fish soup, not much, but it is very fragrant.

"Thank you, uncle, have you eaten?"

"Of course, my uncle is well fed." He pulled up his shirt and coaxed the little girl: "Look at my bulging belly......"

An An ate very slowly, as if she was worried that the thorns in the meat would turn from one to a hundred, stinging the girl's heart.

"Uncle Rukov, will you let me learn how to weave fishing nets with Grandma Shawa tomorrow?"

The bearded man was stunned, because he knew that the strength of the weak little girl was not enough to tie the bow on his head, how to have the strength to tie the fishing net.

"Hmmm! That's hard work, you need to eat a little more. After eating first, let's talk about learning to weave nets tomorrow. The bearded man replied.

In the middle of the night, the ship seemed to be jolted by a large hand. made An An, who had been unable to sleep, have an urge to see Grandma Shawa. So she got up and walked out of the room lightly. Looking for the room where my grandmother lived in the dark corridor, I was like a ghost carrying the touch and longing, swimming in the lost sea, and the little girl who was afraid of the dark since she was a child did not know where she got the courage.

A large door in front of it was hidden, and a glimmer of light floated through the crack in the door. An An leaned over and looked through the crack in the door: inside was a large conference room. There were a lot of people crowded, and they were basically sitting cross-legged on the ground. The three rows inside and the three rows outside were surrounded by the white-haired old man Captain Locke standing in the center. An oil lamp hung from the ceiling, shedding a faint gloomy glow.

"Me, Locke. As a captain, it is your responsibility to keep all the people on board alive. No matter how bad the situation is, we will not give up our efforts to keep everyone alive safely, and the great God will take care of us and let us overcome difficulties.

Believe me, the immediate difficulties are temporary. It won't be long before the gloomy fog clears, the land will appear, and hope will come. We will regain wine, love and wisdom, and on the horizon of wills we will find, conquer and own new worlds.

Then we will rebuild our homes so that our lives will be full of meaning and we will no longer wander. Tiny shells make beautiful pearls, and we can do more than they do. So don't doubt that each of us has the potential to discover and work miracles. By believing in miracles, we can create the miracles we have always dreamed of, so that our souls will be comforted for a long time. ”

The captain's eyes flashed with wisdom, which moved the people in the conference hall silently, and An An was also in awe outside the door.

"I know that there are a few noble old men missing from the ship: the Patriarch of Macera, the blacksmith Kado, and the fisherwoman Shava, a party of thirteen, in order to save the last food and water left on the ship. I am very sad and deplore the fact that we quietly left us and sank to the bottom of the sea. ”

The captain burst into tears, and An An was shocked, she would rather believe that she was a patient who had misheard something than that it was true.

But God is fair, and the more difficult times are, the more the will is tested. Sincerity, bravery, kindness, or selfishness, hypocrisy, and treachery are revealed. And the old man who left was just received to heaven by God in advance, so all we have to do is not to give up our efforts! The old people who have passed away will live forever in our hearts......"

The captain's voice from the crack in the door grew quieter and quieter, and An An knew that it was because she was too vulnerable. Macella is the patriarch she respects the most, not to mention Grandma Shava. The news of this death left the little girl's mind blank, and the loss of consciousness was like the hope that the ark was lost in the sea, and the blood in her body seemed to stop flowing......

I don't know how long it took, An An opened his eyes slightly. The vague figure gradually became clear, it was the bearded Rukov. A wet towel pressed against her forehead, and she coughed lightly, feeling like she didn't have any strength.

"You're awake, little princess." There was a black circle on Rukov's eyes, and he should have stayed awake all night.

"Grandma Shawa isn't available, you shouldn't be running around at night, you know? I fainted on the floor of the hallway, how cold was it to sleep there? ”

An An wanted to cry, she knew where Grandma Shawa had gone.

"Alright, Uncle made the fish soup. It tastes good, so drink it while it's hot. "Rukov doesn't coax children like Grandma Shava, but he loves children. He held the plate in one hand and the spoon in the other, and each spoon was cooled before feeding her the fragrant soup.

When she had finally finished eating, the girl's face was a little rosy, and Rukov was happy:

"Little princess, uncle has something for you, guess what?"

"I don't know, I can't guess."

The bearded man happily took out a roll of parchment and opened it, humming a little tune in his mouth, as if an exciting moment was coming. The moment the parchment was fully opened, the little song he hummed stopped as if he had been wrapped in a beard. It turned out to be a painting of a cluster of blooming flowers, placed in a flower basket with three conspicuous sunflowers.

"How! Uncle knows that you like flowers, you painted it last night, do you like it? ”

"I like it, but it's a pity ......" An An couldn't help but smile.

"What a pity?"

"That flower is so weird, the petals are big and small."

"Ahh The bearded man's beard almost stood up, a little embarrassed.

"Still, I like flowers like this, thank you, Uncle Rukov."

It's like failing the original rating, and suddenly being rated excellent again. The bearded man smiled like a child, and he liked An An's straightforward innocence.

"I want to go up to the upper deck and look at the sea and see the sky, okay?" An An asked.

"The fog was dark and gloomy for many days, and there was nothing to see when I went up. But I can take you up to breathe, and that might do you good. Uncle wrapped her in a blanket and picked her up and walked to the top deck.

When one of his big hands opened the large wooden door leading to the top floor, a cold wind mixed with damp and salty air hit them, and An An shivered with cold. But she gritted her teeth and sat down with the bearded man to a platform with a good view. An An had a faint smile on her face, although the fog covered the sky, she believed that if a poet was lucky, he would be inspired to make a few poems with the artistic conception of clouds and mist. With only this hazy air, temperature, faint and empty light and humid wind.

After a few gusts of wind, An An clasped his hands in front of his chest and said in the direction above his head: "Grandma Shawa, you have quietly left us, leaving us who love you. It makes me very lonely and I miss you so much. You must be doing well in Heaven, right? Last night I had a dream that you flew into the sky on a meteor. Its light illuminates the night sky, sparkling with beautiful memories. It's like a silent song, turning into a continuous rain, moistening the flowers and ......grass on the ground."

An An's eyes were filled with tears, and her hair fluttered in the wind.

"Grandma Shava, I said I would sing to you, now I will sing you a song, I believe you will be able to hear it in heaven."

Squint your eyes, clasp your hands together, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

The fog in the sky is like a sleeping elf, confusing the hearts of people on the journey and suppressing the entire time and space.

Sea of Fog

The waves shake the sparkling light on the water

It's like a dream

The wind sang an ancient ballad

There was a distant breath

The sea is still asleep

The dream is too beautiful

A child wandering on the sea

In the drift

New ideals are calling

Flower seed in your hand

Where will the new home be?

I lowered my head and saw the shadow of the crumpled sail in the sea

When I raised my head, I saw loneliness in the distance

Not...... Not......

Who is weaving the pain

Magical sea

The mother who conceives life

Where is the harbor of dreams?

Beautiful forests, tranquil grasslands

The vast land, the prince's palace

Why only in dreams

Not...... Not......

Who is holding back hope

Magical sea

A mother who works miracles

Why is beauty frozen in tears?

Brave people, beautiful girls

Innocent creatures, wandering souls

A home needs to be rebuilt

Not...... Not......

Who hides the sky

Not...... Not......

The sea, the sea

I snuggle in your arms

But the dream dissipated into the night

Not...... Not......

In an endless meadow, An An ran happily, singing and dancing. I feel happier and happier than I have ever felt before. Like a carefree little sparrow, flying in the dreamy sky.

A butterfly flew in front of it, fluttering in the air with its flower-white wings, like a pair of blinking eyes looking for something.

Flower!

An An excitedly dug up the soil with her hands on the grass. After digging a small dirt pit, untie the black bag that has been worn around your neck. It turned out to be a bag of carefully selected sunflower seeds, treasures that have been cherished to decorate the new home. Take out a seed, lay it down in the pit, and carefully cover it with soil. Plant a seed of beauty, but also plant a wish of love. Just as he was about to leave, a strange tornado appeared not far away, tearing at the green earth and roaring towards An An. Broken grass, dirt, dust, and nameless flowers struggled helplessly in the whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, they were already close to An An, who was at a loss.

When An An reacted and needed to leave, she was already involuntarily sucked into the tornado, and her dizziness made her unable to scream......

I don't know how long it took, but a slight cold woke her up. When I opened my eyes, it was unusually quiet, so quiet that one could not feel anything: there seemed to be no light, no wind, no air, no sense of time, no body, no breath, everything was freezing and stopping. There was only a little consciousness left to tell her that it was dark around her, but that there were many small, tiny, glowing things flying, like dancing fireflies, that seemed to light up the world for her. Faintly in front of me, there are three strange shadows, one larger one on the top, two smaller ones below, and the object or picture looks like three sunflowers.

Nothing but cold, black, fireflies, and three sunflowers. A tear fell from her eye, falling into the darkness, and many fireflies flew to catch it. She coughed suddenly, and then the three sunflowers were gone, the fireflies were gone, everything was gone, and the eyes gradually lit up, and three black shadows appeared. When the blur became clear, the three black shadows transformed into three white-haired old men's faces.

The three old men were talking, their words low and slow, with a faint echo.

"Quillen, are you sure that the child you saved is the child of the prophecy?"

Of course, the prophecy said that the child's song would dispel the thick fog that had spread in the sky for a long time, and she did. You also see this in Kuraken. ”

"Yes, but is she strong-willed enough? What do you think of the eel building? ”

"In my opinion, I'm not too optimistic, she's too weak, and I'm afraid she can't take on a lot of responsibility. Quillen: Have you decided to do this? We all trust you. ”

"Well, let's make a plan to reshape her body and consciousness, and then combine the wisdom of the three of us to seal her potential three times. If her will is strong enough to unravel, if she is not strong enough, let her always be an ordinary person, which is also a merit. ”

"Agreed." An elderly man replied.

"Agreed." Another elderly man replied.

The three old men each stretched out a hand and gathered above An An's head. A white ball of light above emitted a blazing white light, almost melting An An.

An An wanted to move, what to say, and what happened? But almost all in vain, nothing was done, nothing belonged to her, and even her own shadow left her. To put it another way, it is that she sees her body separated from herself, drifting apart.

Confused, helpless, and empty, An An was lost little by little in the paleness. Except for the white that can't see the edges, you can't grasp anything.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, breaking the silence of white. Time and space are like a broken mirror, and the whole world turns from white to black, and it becomes very, very fast. Didn't have time to think about what was going on......