About my death opening new doors

The sky and the sea seem to be the same as they were hundreds of millions of years ago.Blue and blue embrace each other as one.Lu Chuan closed his eyes and couldn't open them. He was a little embryo sleeping in a blue shell.Yet he could still see.He saw clouds jumping in the ocean and whales swimming in the sky.

He is a shell, an insignificant fish, or simply a drop of sea water.so small.But he does not disappear, he flies in the sky and swims in the ocean.All obstacles are gone, freedom is so joyful.

After an unknown period of time, the sky and the sea gradually separated.Trees fell, stone walls crumbled, cities were built, ships lingered, and whales stopped coming.But it doesn't matter, he rises on the water vapor, the stars play at his fingertips, the night wind helps him move forward, the clouds and birds are the sea behind the mirror.It's just that the time goes back, and the starlight dissipates in the night lights, the wind can't go around the towering stone pillars, and the birds don't come anymore.

He embraced the freedom to sink, and the seabed was cold, and he fell asleep with him.

And loneliness finally came long overdue.

He did not know how long he had been asleep, and the dreamless darkness was the cold iron arm that embraced him alone.But the waking world has nothing to miss, so I have to go to sleep, go to sleep.

until someone called him.The voice was cold and vague, like a handful of snow on the top of a mountain.But, how strange, he has long forgotten his name, but he is so sure that the other party is calling him.Just as he knew that the other person's breath was warm when he spoke, like a hot spring in a winter night.

They must have known each other a long time ago, and they had many stories, and the voice narrated it was more beautiful than the singing of whales.Every day, every day, the voice is close, as long as you open your eyes and raise your head, you can catch each other.But he was so cowardly, he couldn't be the mermaid princess who emerged from the sea, but he had predicted the ending of turning into foam.

However, the snow water on the top of the mountain flows down, the mist of the hot spring dissipates, and sadness flows from the river of sound to the bottom of the sea.It's not the other party's fault, it's just that he can always accurately analyze the hidden emotions of the other party no matter how he conceals it.Could it be that the story between them has run out?Or have you been given up?Loneliness hugged him tightly again, but at least there was still freedom in his arms.So I dare not let go, it's just cold, cold.

The other party sighed, "Lu Chuan,"

…who…?

"I'm going to write a story about you and me."

His heart was pounding under the pressure of the deep sea.

"Are you still awake? Then I'll go write other people's stories."

Can't…!Can't! !He struggled.just me!You said you would wait for me!He broke free from loneliness and threw away his freedom. He was willing, willing to exchange the only thing in his arms for the other party.

"...But I can't do it. How can you be so selfish? Lu Chuan."

Selfish... Lu Chuan was stunned.Feelings and memories all come back.Yes, it is selfish.He felt his body heat up, and he finally felt guilty and ashamed.

He never wanted to make Guan He so sad.He hoped that Guan He would be fine and be that furry fairy tale maker forever.

But he became selfish again, and he hoped that Guan He could write his own and his story forever, for a lifetime.

Lu Chuan opened his eyes.