She is a little girl whose mother died and has no father's love.
Ever since she was a child, she had never seen her father's smile or felt the slightest care from her father. From the moment she was sensible, she had to cover herself with a quilt at night. During the day, she had to carefully avoid the place where her father was.
House, because once they met, she saw her father's indifferent eyes.
The indifference in her eyes seemed to be complaining about why she didn't die from the cold. Although she was still a child, she understood...
She has no friends, only the son of a teacher who grew up with her, who is her childhood sweetheart. If there is another one, it may be the teacher. He educates himself to do good deeds, educates himself to read, and does what his father should have done.
I took full responsibility for the matter.
As she grew up, she no longer cried at night, because she understood why her father didn't like her and whether she had killed her mother. It was all her own fault.
She rarely left the yard where she was, and she didn't want to go out, because every time she went out, her father's eyes when he came back seemed to contain resentment. That resentment was asking why she came back, why... she didn't die outside.
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She has been living in such an environment since she was a child. She is very scared and timid. But today, she decided to go out because in the teacher's class yesterday, she heard that saving a life is to do good. She is going to meet her childhood sweetheart.
Like my friends, I went to the fisherman and begged him to let the fish go.
Therefore, even though there were dark clouds in the sky and it seemed that there would be heavy rain for several days later, she still ran out secretly and came to the fish platform by the lake. She saw the fisherman sitting there and the other fishermen sitting there.
Inside the fishing net hanging on the pillar, there is a big fish struggling in the lake.
"Grandpa, can you give me this fish?"
The little girl spoke softly to the fisherman who was fishing with his back to her.
"It's so pitiful. Don't eat it. Please give it to me and let me go home..." the little girl begged.
The fisherman turned around. This was an old man, a very kind-looking old man. He looked at the little girl and smiled.
"You little kids, a little guy came to beg for the fish to be released a few days ago, and you are here today, but if the fish is released, the old man will still have to live." The old fisherman smiled and took it back.
After putting the bait on the fishing rod, he threw it into the lake water.
"Grandpa, the one you are talking about is my brother. You asked him to let the fish go before, so please let me go today. It is very pitiful, and its parents must be very worried..." The little girl stepped forward a few times.
Take a step, look down at the fish in the net next to the pillar.
"Who said I let him go? When the little kid saw that I didn't agree, he ran away in frustration." The old fisherman said with a smile.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, but her expression showed determination. Behind the fisherman, she simply raised her little hand to tap her junior, looking very cute.
"Grandpa, please."
Time passed slowly, and the little girl's pleading lasted for more than an hour. The fisherman smiled and shook his head, looking helpless. He stood up and walked to the pillar hanging the fishing net. He opened the fishing net and flicked it, and immediately the fish inside
He immediately swam into the lake, dived into the water in a flash, and disappeared without a trace.
"Okay, let it go, that's enough." The fisherman smiled and patted the little girl's head. With the little girl's beaming smile, he turned around and continued to catch fish.
The little girl ran away with a happy smile on her face and a silver bell-like laughter.
At such a young age, she had no idea that when she left, the fisherman's fishing rod suddenly lifted up. She didn't know whether it was the one he had just released or another one. In short, another big fish was caught.
It was installed in the previous net and hung on the previous pole again.
The little girl ran back to the county town with excitement, and passed by a noodle stall. She didn't notice an old man sitting on the big rock there, watching the little girl go away with complicated eyes, and gently said
He knocked the pipe on the ground.
With this knock, the little girl who had already run away suddenly stopped in her tracks. She saw the world in front of her become fragments and rolled into a vortex, incorporating her body into it. She didn't know how long it had been.
, when the fragments in the vortex were reassembled, they became a deep lake.
The fish was swimming in the lake. The lake was very deep and I didn’t know where it was going. The fish was swaying in the water and seemed to be swimming back and forth unconsciously.
It is a fish that has lived in this lake for an unknown number of years. It does not have much memory. If it does, it may have seven breaths of time.
It only remembers things within seven breaths, and the rest is blank.
Day after day, year after year, it swam in this lake like this, sometimes peeking out of the water, looking at the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the outside world, watching the passage of spring, summer, autumn and winter. There were times when it wanted to rush into the lake.
Get out of the water, go to the outside world and take a look at the sky and the earth. But as soon as this thought emerges, before it can be put into action, it has already become out of memory. It lasts more than seven breaths, so that it is overwhelmed by it.
……forget.
With only seven breaths of memory, it does not know what sadness is, nor does it know happiness, because the seven breaths are too short, so short that even if it is sad, it will only be seven breaths at most, and it will forget why it is sad.
Even if it is fast, it will take only seven breaths at most and I will forget why I am happy.
So most of the time, its mind is blank, with no memory or thoughts. It can only instinctively swim in the lake, looking at its companions, looking at the darkness, and looking at the distance with no future.
Until one day, a bait sank into the lake and he saw it.
It knew what it was, but it still stepped forward and bit it. When its body was hung by the hook and thrown up, it saw the blue sky and the world outside the water. Unfortunately... it
Its memory only lasts seven breaths. When it is put into a net and hung on a pillar, and can only struggle in the water in the net, it can only struggle for seven breaths at most, because... it forgets that it was
Someone else caught it...
He also forgot that the lake he was in should not be only a square inch in size, and that there should not be such a net that prevented him from leaving, so he wandered leisurely in the net.
It wasn't until the net was lifted out of the water that it was struggling and feeling suffocated, and then saw a little girl. The little girl was carrying the net, and was the culprit that made it so uncomfortable.
It stared at the little girl fiercely. In the constant struggle and as time passed by, it forgot why the little girl lifted up the net it was on. It only remembered that this was what made it so uncomfortable.
little girl.
Although this memory lasted only seven breaths, until it broke free from the gap that was suddenly opened in the net, he forgot that he was fished out of the lake, forgot that he was put into the net, and forgot that the net was not
Its home, it only remembers, in the first breath of memory, the pain this little girl brought to itself, so after returning to the water, it jumped up again, and it didn't know why its body could
It instantly grew bigger and dragged the little girl into the lake...
Time seemed to pass slowly again. It never knew how long it had passed. It might have been just seven breaths. In short... at this moment, it saw the fishhook hanging down in the lake again.
Forgetting the danger of this fishhook, it seemed to know what this fishhook was. After biting it again, it was fished out of the water again, put into the net again, and put into the limited lake water.
At that time, it was the same as before, forgetting the beginning of the story and only remembering the end.
This time, it did not see the little girl. Instead, after an unknown amount of time, when the net was opened, and when it swam out of the net and returned to the lake, it came out of the water, glanced at the fish platform, and stood there.
The old man and the little girl beside him seemed to be looking at him...
It watched the little girl go away, and after seven breaths of time passed, it swam in the lake. But this time, it seemed to be thinking hard about something, until it bit the fishhook again and was caught again.
Fishing out... until the moonlight fell and it left the water. It forgot the beginning and the ending. It was carried by the fisherman and sent to a noodle stall. Until this time, it opened its eyes and saw through the fishing net.
An old man holding a tobacco pipe was weaving a straw puppet with leaves and looking at it.
"You are what I saw, the sixth self..." These were the words of the old man. These words were full of vicissitudes of life, and they were spoken slowly for seven breaths, allowing the fish to hear them completely.
, became eternity in the memory, turned into a roar, as if remembering something, and then the whole world collapsed in the eyes of the fish, and the collapsed fragments formed a vortex. The vortex whizzed, taking away the
In the last consciousness of the fish, it could not see the reorganization of the fragments, nor could it see that a world appeared before its eyes again.
Zhang Wenwen, this is his name, a name that looks very vulgar, but actually has a bit of charm. This name was given by his father. As the son of a teacher, Zhang Wenwen thinks this name is not bad.
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At the very least, one can tell from this name that he is a scholar.
But in fact, he doesn't like reading very much. What he likes is some delicacies made by his own hands, such as making soup and making some pasta. Perhaps it is because of this hobby. As his body grows older, he is not the kind of person who is so fond of reading.
As frail as his name, he has become a slightly fat young man.
His round face looks a little honest, but the light in his eyes can be seen from time to time. This person is a little smart, but that's all. After all, the smartness that can be seen by others is often that he is smart.
Deliberately revealing is a kind of self-esteem that does not want others to think that one is not smart. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)