All the Girls in the Comprehension World Want to Arrest Me, What Should I Do?

The first thousand and 420 years of the Ninth Five-Year Calendar.

The little skeleton is still on the sea, drifting lonely to the distance where there is nothing.

The little skeleton would wonder if this is the end of the world, and this concept is getting deeper and deeper into its mind.

I came to the end of the world and was trapped here forever.

Thinking of this, the little skeleton wondered why he had thoughts, why not just be ignorant.

The first year of the Ninth Five-Year Calendar - the second year of 610 [-].

One day this year, something surprising happened to the little skeleton. Because of its long-term swing, its stone fan would bump into and rub against the stone pit from time to time in the middle of the journey. Today, his stone pit is leaking. 2 long,

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The little skeleton was very scared and wanted to use its own stone slab to block the influx of sea water, but this was of no avail. It could only watch itself and its beloved stone slab sink into the bottom of the sea.

If light can still be seen on land, then the bottom of the sea is boundless blackness.

It doesn't even know how deep the sea is.

I don't know how long it took, the little skeleton felt that he had sunk to the bottom, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, only the feeling of the road under his feet.

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He also lost his slate-

Thinking of this, the little skeleton really wanted to die, but it couldn't.

He's not hungry, thirsty, tired, or whatever.

It once again fell into confusion.

I don't know how many years the Ninth Five-Year Calendar is.

The small skeleton is walking slowly on the bottom of the sea.”

He doesn't know what he's going to do now, he's completely lost, he's just heading in one direction.

It is desperate, it wants to die, it wants to be destroyed, it wants to not exist at all, but there is only endless blackness waiting for it, and there is really nothing in this calm seabed.Except for its slate, which unfortunately can't be found.

He began to think about why he wanted to go to sea, why did he think that the sea must have another end, what if it is really infinite?

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Regarding these two words, Xiaojiao thought a lot.

Will he be conscious forever and ever, lost in this perpetual darkness?

Fear slowly engulfed him. It was more terrifying and depressing than death. In the concept of the small skeleton, it knew that death was eternal ignorance, but at least it was better than this eternal torture.

The silent and silent seabed is the greatest torture for him.

"Where should I go"

In this complete despair, the little skeleton asked himself every day. In the end, he didn't know whether the heaven and the earth favored him, so the little skeleton finally gave up thinking and became ignorant.

He had no idea where he was going.

I don't know how many years later, the little skeleton's foot bone bumped into something, it picked it up ignorantly, touched it with its hands, and felt the marks on it, although it couldn't see it, it could feel it.

Those traces gradually turned into lines, and a pattern appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a towering mountain, the little skeleton body trembled, subconsciously walked nearby, found many traces on the stone slabs, and slowly awakened its consciousness.

"So I've been spinning around in circles.

The ignorant spirit of the small skeleton woke up again. At this moment, it wanted to cry, but I don't know whether it was because it was at the bottom of the sea or because it was a bone. It couldn't cry at all, it could only make a crackling sound. "

"If you think about it carefully, there is a difference between the land and the bottom of the sea. It's the same exploration, the same loneliness.

The little skeleton shook his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. It felt a strong emotion burst out of his body, making it want to walk unswervingly in one direction. He didn't know what to do before. What is the road, and where is it, but he knows that at this moment, he can only go on.

Yes, since you are not dead, since you cannot die, then move on.

"Forward

The emotion in its heart is its only guiding light.

Year after year, year after year, time has been blurred, and consciousness is almost ignorant, but the small skeleton's pace is extremely firm, always moving towards a certain direction in the dark and lonely seabed,

until the end

It suddenly felt bright in front of his eyes, he lowered his head - looked, half of his body was still in the water, but his head was sticking out of the water, it was still the bloody world, still the same, no difference, but it was not the sea he left .

This is a new continent.

The little skeleton walked out of the sea of ​​blood. Looking at this continent, he didn't expect it to be nothing new, just different, but isn't it enough? He turned his head and looked at the endless sea of ​​blood, thinking It became more and more calm, and then moved forward firmly in a certain direction. It firmly believed that as long as it did not give up, it would eventually find "I".

In the heart of the little skeleton, an emotion called hope appeared.

It looked back in the sea of ​​blood, and it was desolate and lonely along the way.

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