[A tiny thing wanders around the world. When the wind blows, it dissipates, and when the wind stops, it gathers together.

The invisible wind, through its chest, through his palms, through his thighs, covered his whole body with black breath, in this omniscient and omnipotent realm, it is almost the stupidest and most arrogant, at the beginning of all things, it exists, and at the end of all things, it also exists.】

"Hello--"

I keep shouting...

"Hello--"

My voice is already hoarse...

"Hello--"

My throat seemed to be burning...

That hot feeling burned my whole nerves. For a moment, I didn't even know what I called it.

"Hello--"

I said...

"Where are you?"

I asked……

"Come back soon!"

I was crying...

"You answer!"

I shouted anxiously...

"Come back soon!"

My voice was like a shriveled coconut, unable to squeeze out any moisture.

"Come back soon!"

My pain continues in my body.

Will he come back?

I asked myself this way.

I think he won't come back...

I think so.

He should be a tall, thin man with a goatee.

I have met him. He is knowledgeable and always tells me a lot of truths. He said that all his knowledge tells him that he should be a moral person and must be used on the right path.

But the world is so terrible now. He said that he is a hero who has no use and can do nothing now, but he is not discouraged. He never expects those bad people to discover their conscience. He can only expect severe punishment to prevent those bad people from committing their crimes again.

I know he really feels that...

He always said that those bad people believe in the prey on the weak... They should be bullied by powerful people all day long, so they always strengthen their bodies. He does not expect to reason with those who bully the weak and fear the strong. He is better than fists and means, and he is not worthy of anyone.

He is not afraid of having old people above and young people below. He knows that if he falls, old people will definitely suffer this disaster. Therefore, he actually has only one way out, that is, to fight to the end, compromise, and only wait for liquidation, which will only make his family suffer even more.

"Will you come back-"

I shouted!

A beam of light illuminates my whole body, and the golden light shines on my chest. The beautiful gardenia and the iron lock are intertwined and winding upwards. The road to the sky leads to the sea... The sea leads to my hometown...

"You won't come back..."

I said this...

The cool feeling made my whole body feel numb. I don’t know where my head is, I touched my arms...

"Where do you want to go--"

I asked.

My fists were tightly clenched, and so were my arms. They held my head tightly, they wrapped me, my arms wrapped around my head.

"Please don't leave me..."

I begged hard... I hope he won't leave me... I don't know why he has the courage to leave me... I'm so weak, he doesn't want to come and help me, and he wants to leave me...

Is he the same person after all?

A treacherous bastard.

"I think……"

I haven't finished speaking yet...

"I think……"

I've finished speaking...

“Where should I have seen you…”

You should be a cute girl... You should have a happy childhood. In the beautiful education, you know that every girl is the most favored child of God. You have a shy beauty and figure. You may have a good husband, you should also have a smart child. You may have a good old age. I compared old age to the end of life. You should have a beautiful end. You should have everything be better, you should have everything be bright, but I am sorry, I forgot the ethnic group you were born in.

I forgot your ethnic group...

Who are you……

These bright futures are not prepared for your tribe...

At least you will not be able to enjoy it in your entire life.

Next life...

Next life...

Next life...

Anyway, you are alive, you don't have it.

"Will you hate me?"

I asked, my legs began to slowly turn upwards, and it came to my eyes. I looked at it, my legs, the traces left by the mottled years drove me crazy...

I really want to...

Maybe you will have such a life,

But you really don't have such a life...

"You shouldn't hate me..."

I cried... like a child, the child-like voice was so harsh. How could the child's voice be harsh? That was clearly a sound that made us happy.

Everyone should be happy,

Hearing a child-like voice,

How can you be unhappy?

Children will cry.

You are unhappy,

The child is about to cry.

I'm about to cry...

"What do you think?"

I'll ask you...

What do you think?

Have you also seen my arms, my legs, you see my chest, you see everything, you hear everything, you know everything...

But it seems like I don't know anything.

"Let me cry..."

I suddenly stopped crying again.

It seems that I can see the shadow of everyone in my eyes.

When people were young, their shadows were crawling. They were obedient and clever, and they never stopped. When they grew up, their shadows were walking on two legs. They were in a hurry and never stopped. When they were old, their shadows were walking on three legs. They were slowly but never stopped.

Where is me...

Which leg should I walk with?

"Do you know?"

I asked.

I like asking you questions very much.

Can I ask you a question?

Is you a goatee-bearded man or the miserable woman? I can no longer tell the difference.
To be continued...