Life has its own place, and he that dies on the earth goes into the earth. Those who died in the sea turned into whales.

There are thousands of whales on the bottom of the sea, and there are only a few of them, and I am one of them.

There are too many sad things in the world, and there are always people who can't think about it, thinking that jumping into the sea can solve everything. Perhaps, in general, being a whale is much easier than being a human.

"Yang Yang, a newcomer is here again, it's a big child!"

A beautiful pink whale carried a little girl closer, the gray and blue dark and dead air wrapped the little girl, the little girl seemed to have lost her soul, sitting motionless on the whale, and saw that the bigger whale in front of her was also hollow in both eyes.

"Am I dead?"

After a long time, she asked.

The little whale looked at me with tears in her eyes, "Qin Yang, help her, she looks so sad, she is still so young." ”

The calf came not long ago, she was swept by the waves, she was simple and kind, lively and cheerful, and everything here was incompatible, but she was her favorite whale, a teenager full of enthusiasm for life.

"Why die" The ancient voice was secret and quiet, it was the voice of the seedling, a giant guide whale that had lived for more than 10,000 years.

The little girl had short flat hair, and her hair was shaved like a boy, and she raised her head to look at the purple-black whale that was bigger than the house, so big and so big, so close that she couldn't see the edge.

She had never seen a whale of this size, and it was still a talking whale.

"Tired. Don't want to like anyone. ”

"Including yourself?" ”

"Hmm. Including myself. ”

The little girl's eyes were desperate, and she no longer had any expectations for everything in front of her.

"I thought that to be dead was to be dead, and to be dead was to cease to exist. But why? It's so hard to even disappear completely. ”

If she has weakness, she is numb, restless, extreme, painful...

I have seen a lot of people who have thrown themselves into the sea, and their hearts are like ashes, but at the moment when they are drowned before they die, they will struggle for a moment, as if they regret it. After death, I find that I can start again, and I will be a little lucky.

But the little girl in front of her, at a young age, she? Why?

The seedling took out the little girl's memory, a colored ball of light, but it showed a tattered gray inside.

She saved her memories and shed a whale's tear.

It was a colored tear, alternating layers of colored light, enveloping the girl. The little girl was wrapped in warmth, and so was her heart. It seemed that in an instant, she had become a newly sprouted seed, in the warm soil.

The tears of the seedlings are the soup of the symptoms.

Different memories, different tears.

"Qin Yang, what is the crux of her?"

"—Never-ending perfection!"

"What?!" The little whale was shocked to hear it, it turned out to be this.

The little whale didn't know what it meant, but it was incredible, and perfection could drive a person crazy? Is it the same as obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Qin Yang went through her memories, she was actually very good, but her personality was greatly influenced by her family.

As the saying goes, people who have not experienced failure are not considered to be truly successful. Only those who have experienced failure, accepted their own shortcomings, and can still move forward bravely can see what they really want and have the choice to obtain what is truly valuable to them.

Whether it's feelings or dreams, it's all like that.

People are too blind, and sometimes they are influenced by others to think that things are important, but in fact, they come down to their own hearts, is this really that important?

Is it more important than yourself?

The little girl's gray dead air dissipated, and she also turned into a pink whale, leaving only ignorant eyes.

The pink whale that brought her knew that she had been taken from her memory.

But what was she endowed with? The little whale looked at the seedlings ignorantly.

"It's love."

"I gave her the ability to love, to love herself, to accept herself, which she should have taken for granted shortly after birth."

The whale let out a whale cry, which resounded at the bottom of the sea, and the rigid pink whale responded to her, and the ignorant whale eyes were crystal clear.

This is what life should be at the beginning, the treasure that is most worthy of being cherished but has never been cherished.

One day, she finds something worthy of her happiness, someone who will make her happy, and has a clear ability to accept herself, love herself, and choose herself firmly, and the memories of the past will be remembered again.

Qin Yang watched them roll up and down, and another life bloomed again, with a shallow smile in his eyes.

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"It's good to be a whale!!"

The little pink whale horned, wagged its tail and left with its new friends.

Another fellow whale came with a new soul, passing by two pink whales traveling together, and they glanced at each other, and the new soul looked at the huge purple-black whale with curiosity.

"It's beautiful, it's a big fish."

"What are you, are you a fish fairy?" A four-year-old girl jumped up and down to the seedlings, her eyes full of novelty.

Qin Yang looked at her and slowly spit out a bubble to circle the new girl.

"Yes, we are fish immortals, do you want to be immortals?"

The four-year-old girl hesitated, "But my mom and dad are still waiting for me to come home." ”

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