Chapter Seventy-Five: The Wind
"Did you find it?"
"What?"
"Something you're missing. ”
"I've never lost anything. ”
"And what are you doing?"
There is no end to the road.
There is no direction in front.
"What are you doing?"
"I ......"
Suddenly, it was as if I had walked a quarium of miles in one step, and there was no road left.
It's empty darkness again, and it's overwhelming fear.
"Ah——! no, don't!" hugged his head and cried again.
"There's nothing here, why be afraid?"
"No...... No, here, there is blood, there is a lot of hatred!"
"But there's no one here, who's hating you?"
The fear suddenly stopped.
The darkness is sticky, sticky to the mouth and nose, and it is impossible to breathe.
"Why is there no one here?"
"I don't know. ”
"Who are you?"
"I forgot. ”
"Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"I'm there for you all the time. ”
So he knelt down, clutched his neck and began to vomit.
"Why ......"
"Why?"
"Why!"
Why fear?
Why get lost?
Why is it free?
"I remember, I lost something!"
Looking up, the darkness seemed to have thinned a little, and I was finally able to breathe.
"What did you lose?"
"My heart. ”
"Go find it. ”
"Where is it?"
"Go find it......"
Suddenly, the darkness in front of me faded.
Or maybe he has the ability to see through the darkness suddenly.
In short, it can be seen, but it is vague and shadowy.
Rush into the darkness, only to find that there is no darkness left.
Where is this?
The dilapidated gates, the straw all over the ground, a few very thick big red pillars, and a few willow trees in the courtyard.
So familiar......
Walking forward, the old willow swayed with the wind, and when the sun came down, it turned golden.
"You're back, kid. Old Willow made an old voice.
"Who? Who's talking?"
Raise your eyes around, but there is no one around.
"I'm the willow tree in front of you!"
"Willow ...... Have we seen each other?"
"Of course, you grew up under my nose. ”
"You know me?"
"Of course. ”
"Great! Do you know where my heart is? It's lost, I can't find it. ”
"I don't know, I haven't seen it, but you have to be careful, if you do lose it, you may be eaten by those wild dogs and wild cats. Lao Liu kindly reminded.
"No, don't!"
Rushed out the door, ran wildly, stumbled.
"Heart...... If I also had a heart, how good would it be?" said Lao Liu enviously.
Grab a little wild cat that has just been weaned: "Have you seen my heart? ”
"Meow meow—"
"What? You said you wanted to pee...... Ahh
The milk cat's bones ran away, leaving water stains all over its body.
Then he asked an old dog, "Have you seen my heart?" ”
"Wang-"
"Are you hungry? But I don't have anything to eat for you. ”
So the old dog turned his head away again, and looked at the grass in front of him seriously.
I had to set off again, step by step, but I didn't know where I went.
"Fish, have you seen my heart? ”
"Smack!" the fish jumped up and flicked its tail.
So I could only rub my face and walk.
"Please—ask—have—who—see—see—to—pass—my—heart———!"
Put your hands to your mouth, make a trumpet, and shout to the world.
The world responded.
Somehow it's their own voice.
It seems that only its own voice is left in this world.
"Heart, what is heart?" a small voice came from under his feet.
It was a small purple flower.
"I ...... I don't know how to say it, it was supposed to be here, but it's empty now. ”
In the chest, the beating that should have been there disappeared, and it was empty.
"Hmm......" the small voice carried a big puzzle, "I don't understand." ”
"That's it...... Oops, I didn't tell you I was in a hurry!"
Because I don't know how to explain it, I don't know how to explain it.
"Don't you go, let's play for a while!"
"I'm busy, next time. ”
......
"Where are you going?"
"I'm looking for my heart and it's gone. ”
"What is the heart?"
“......”
It's been a question like this all the way, and I can't give an answer.
Tired......
Sitting against a big tree, looking at the sky, there is no boundary.
"Hey!" a big-tailed little squirrel jumped over with a pine cone in its arms.
"What for?"
"What's your name? I've never seen you before. The little squirrel stood on a branch and looked down.
"I don't remember. ”
"Ah...... My name is Beta, you can call me Little Tower, or you can just call me Squirrel, or you can call me Fluffy, well—my friends call me that. The little squirrel, who has several names at the same time, said happily.
"But I still can't remember my name. ”
"Why? Did you fall and hit your head?"
"Nope. ”
"Was that a sneeze and lost my name? Well, I do that a lot, but I'll remember it soon. ”
"Not really. ”
"What's going on?"
"I forgot everything I said. ”
"But if you lose your heart, you'll die!!" Beta, the little squirrel, screamed in fright, covering her cheeks with her two little paws.
The pine cone fell to the ground.
Remove the pine cones from under your butt and return them to the plush.
"I don't know, but I'm alive, I'm going to find it, I'm going to think of the past, I'm going to think of my name, I'm going to think of my goal!"
"Well, come on, I wish you success! But ......"
"But what?"
"But will the wind live? your past...... Could it be a raging twelve-level gale blowing from the end of the world?! Wow, that's so cool!"
"I'm not the wind, I'm human!"
"People?" Fluffy touched her head and pulled out a mirror from behind her, "But my grandfather taught me that something like you is called wind, and it can also be called air." ”
"This ......"
There were a few small grasses swinging in the mirror, and three or five small stones being played with by the swinging grass, but nothing else.
"What's going on!, my hand...... My feet...... Where is it?"
"Oh, yes, yes, no hands and feet, no hands and feet, the wind is the coolest! "Plush jumped down from the tree and rubbed its tail in the air.
"But where am I going?"
"Of course you can go wherever you want, my friend! You know no, I envy you so much, my legs are so short that I can only live in this forest for the rest of my life, and I can't go far, because my grandfather told me that there is a mountain ahead, the end of the world!"
"The end of the world?" Suddenly, another voice came.
"Who is it?"
"I'm a stone, here!"
"And me and me!" Xiaocao, who had been holding back without speaking, also shouted, but it grew too weak, so the sound it made was soft and soft, and it was still very small.
"Wow! I think you all can talk, but I come here every day to play, and you don't say hello to me!"
"I ...... I called you, but you didn't hear me. Xiaocao said shyly.
"Well, I'm sorry, but your voice is too quiet, I'm running fast, and the wind is loud, so I can't hear it. Plush said.
"I envy you. Xiaocao said, "I wish I could travel all over the world!"
"I want to think too, I want to!" the stone chimed in.
"But you don't have any legs, so you can't go. The wind said.
"That'...... Can you tell us a little bit about the outside world?"
"Yes!" Fluffy stretched out his little short hand and pointed to a mountain far, "Do you see that mountain? That's the end of the world!"
"Wow!" the grass and stone exclaimed with envy.
"We can't see. They said in unison.
"Well, that's a shame. "But I haven't been there yet, one day I'm going to the end of the world, and I'm going to be the best squirrel in the world!"
"Well!" encouraged Grass and Stone, "and tell us what the end of the world looks like!"
"Of course!"
"By the way, Wind, you are coming from afar, you should know more things, can you tell us about it?" said the stone.
"I—I forgot ......," said the wind, "my heart is lost, so I can't remember anything." ”