I was born on a small island in the middle of the ocean, and my mother once said that when I was born, there were a lot of fallen birds flying on the island. Fallen birds are an extremely strange species of birds in the sea, they lay eggs in the air and hatch in the air. When hatching, the male carries the eggs on his back and the female lies on the eggs. After the bird is born, it will fly and eat and sleep in the air for the rest of its life. The only time they hit the ground was before they died. Fishermen on the island say that fallen birds should not touch the soil, and if they do, they will die.

Both father and mother were frightened by the black fallingbirds. My mother bit my umbilical cord with trembling teeth, and she couldn't hold back her tears. She said that it was as if she saw a lifetime of misfortune waiting for me. My father said that I had been laughing since I was born, and that my luck would not be bad, and he asked my mother not to worry. I did love to laugh, and my father was generally encouraged, and when I was three or four years old, he showed me the nearby islands and reefs. However, my mother died of hysteria. Some people say that she was scared to death, because after she gave birth to me, she always muttered "falling birds". In fact, after I was born, the fallen birds flew away. My father didn't like my mother's state at that time, and at one point he wanted to catch a fallen bird for me to play with, and tried to verify that the fallen bird could survive even if it was stained with soil. However, he never succeeded.

Three years after my mother's death, when I was almost seven years old, my father died at sea. At first, the fishermen and I on the island did not know about his death. It's just that his body drifted back to the island where I live. The fisherman who first spotted him said he saw a fallen bird standing on top of him. Later, some fishermen also saw the bird. The fishermen were amazed and excited, and they said that they had never seen such a clever fallen bird. This surprise even diluted people's doubts about his father's death.

My father was the best man on the island, and some say he was born from a fish. However, the "fish" lay on the surface of the water, as if asleep, and could no longer swim. The fishermen pulled my father ashore, and the bird flapped its wings and flew away. I felt that the bird had taken a look at me before it flew away.

The father was buried, and the fishermen are still discussing the bird. Some people say that the father is the life of the water, so the falling bird is not afraid, because the water and soil are not allowed. Trees, on the other hand, are close to the soil, so that fallen birds do not touch the branches or soil.

I didn't feel much sad about the departure of my parents. Having buried them, I survived with my parents' savings and grew up. Maybe it's because I inherited my father's specialty, but I'm very good at water.

When I was fifteen years old, a woman came to the little island. Her cheekbones are a bit high, but she is very good at dressing up, and she doesn't put much powder on her face. The fishermen who saw her said that it was a foxy woman. I haven't seen a fox, so I don't know what a fox looks like, but I guess it must be good-looking. I've heard many stories about men who always like to blame women for their faults. The fishermen said that the woman was charming, but they still stared at her.

When the woman arrived on the island, she followed me. I could smell the scent of her.

I don't know the purpose of that woman, or when she disappeared from me. And so it went on for more than a year.

A year later, when I was sixteen, I left the little island and went to a bigger island. I joined a fleet and started working at sea.

I remember one time when I went to sea, when the night was hazy, it suddenly rained heavily. All the crew members hid in the house, and I was the only one standing on the deck. I saw a small boat drifting on the sea in the wind and rain, and a woman was standing at the bow of the boat, smiling at me. I could see it clearly, it was her, the scented woman who had appeared a year earlier.

How I got out, I don't know. Anyway, I followed the woman out of the fleet and into another uncharted sea.

On the way out, the woman touched my body with her hand. I observed her hand, it was so delicate. When it touched me, it gave me the feeling of an electric shock and made me feel numb and crispy. I found that I liked her very much.

The woman asked me, "Do you know why I took you away?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know. ”

The woman asked, "I need someone to follow me." I found you suitable. Next, I'm going to take advantage of you. Would you like to?"

I nodded and couldn't help but say, "I do." ”

The woman pointed to a black spot above the sea and said, "Look, it's a fallen bird, a bird that will never fly down all its life." ”

I nodded again and said, "I know." ”

The woman stopped talking, and watched the falling birds from afar.

I stopped talking and watched with her. I feel that I am very happy.

Time passed little by little, and I accompanied her to many places. She gave me a lot of tasks, gathering materials, finding information, or doing nothing. I did as she told me to do. I don't know where the future lies, I just know that it's enough to just follow her.

Later, we lived in seclusion on a small island for a while. There, we can hear the crisp birdsong every day. We also built a wooden house and lived in it together. Even though nothing happened to us together, I was still very happy.

That time passed really quickly, and in the blink of an eye, this beautiful time passed.

The woman told me that she was going to be away for a while. I asked her to bring me with me, but she shook her head and refused without giving a reason.

After she left, I often saw fallen birds circling around the island.

Hundreds of days passed, and one day, when the rain was bitterly cold, she returned. She was so badly injured that she didn't have a chance to do anything. Her face was frighteningly pale after being wet from the rain. But she excitedly told me that her revenge had been avenged.

I don't know who she has any hatred with, but that hatred must be incompatible, that's why she paid such a heavy price.

She refused my help and hid alone in the house and did not allow me to enter.

Three days later, I saw her, and the scent of her body was gone, replaced by a stench, as if rotten. She looked at me, smiled, and said, "Did you like me in the past?"

I nodded and added, "I like it now." ”

She laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Then you can watch me for the last time." After that, I won't be me. Perhaps, you won't be you anymore. ”

I didn't understand what she meant at first, but then I quickly understood.

A month later, she became a ghost, and her temperament changed greatly, that is, the later Blurred Ghost King, and I was still reluctant to leave her.

She began to teach me a technique that was to practice with star power. Later, she took me to kill people, run for my life, and then we hid here.

In the days of hiding, her memories are slowly being lost. She eventually forgot herself, that she had been a foxy woman, and that I was a person who was willing to follow her for the rest of her life. She just said she was going to die and disappear like she did today.

Now that she's finally gone, please give me a good time and let me go with her.

I will, always follow her.