My Healing Game

The voice in the sea was extremely calm, and he seemed to have thought about the matter that he could not tell anyone for a long time, so at the moment of making a decision, he was calmer than anyone else.

The farewell of a sea seems to be sudden, but in fact there are countless foreshadowings, and the voice in every drop of sea water is calling, but people only think that it is a sea.

"It must be difficult for you to survive until now"

Han Fei tried to take the initiative to swim downstream, but when he swam to the deep sea, everything he owned was left in place.

The ghost lines on his body were fading, and it seemed that only he could reach the depths of the sea.

The memories with the neighbors were slowly stripped away, Han Fei looked back and everyone did not leave.

No one stopped Han Fei and they just stretched out their hands. If Han Fei wanted to come back, they would grab him hard.

Tiredness swept over his body, and he couldn't tell the difference between day and night. Han Fei wanted to communicate with the voices in the sea, but the response was silence and sinking.

The light on the sea had disappeared, and what illuminated Han Fei were the memories of being with his neighbors.

"I obviously don't want to leave, but it's really painful. I don't know what to do. I don't want you to be sad, but I can't seem to hold on anymore."

"I felt like I had a broken tooth in my heart. It was painful and made me tremble all over, but I couldn't find a way to cure it, so I hesitated for a long time and decided to pull it out."

"Okay, you can say I'm selfish."

The shadow in the sea floated alone, and Han Fei was the only one swimming towards him in the whole sea.

The ghost lines on his body were washed away by the sea water, and everything that Han Fei experienced in the deep world turned into colored foam. He was losing everything, but he still swam to the deep sea: "They have the world to accompany them, and I will accompany you."

"You have done a good job, you have worked very hard, thank you for listening to me, can you wait a little longer.

"Let me swim to you, let me be close to you."

The depths of the sea are cold, lonely, and dark, like a boundless cage, like my whole life.

"Too paranoid, too gentle, and too caring, so they can't forget it anyway. They don't understand how there is such a person."

"Yeah, I'm fragile, useless, just saying this has brought tears to my eyes. I can't help myself, I also want to see kites, see flowers bloom, get a cat, and walk my dog ​​on the grass Running, I used to have a lot of things I wanted to do, but now I just want to leave without the pain."

"I know that these are things that are not allowed to be said, but they are not allowed to be said, they still exist."

"I don't feel hopeless, really, I've never been hopeless. In my opinion, none of the choices lead to despair. They are just my choices, and you are the ones who define despair for me." "Smile comfortably again , then open the curtains and stand in the afternoon sun, and hug myself again."

The sound in the sea water came to his heart, and Han Fei finally touched the huge corpse that looked like an isolated island in the deep sea.

He put his hand on the isolated island and hugged the isolated island into his arms.

"We've come this far."

"We've been through that for so long."

"Don't be drowned by this sea, after waking up from the dream, the sky will be bright."

The laughing ghost lines were washed away by the sea water, and now Han Fei had nothing. Scary bloodstains appeared on his arms holding Gudao, and everything that happened in that voice appeared on his body.

Dazed and unable to breathe, Han Fei's blood floated in the sea.

"I don't know who you are, but I know you must be very helpless right now."

"When you made that choice in your heart, you should have tried all the other paths. You have done a very good job. You have worked very hard."

Two different kinds of blood rose up in the deep sea and blended slowly, as if a bright flower had bloomed on the bottom of the sea.

"I am the same person as you, and even at this moment, the thought of giving up will come to my mind."

"I locked myself in the room, I rejected all information, and later, I forgot the moment I started to change."

"It's like seeing that girl, going to plant a bunch of flowers where the sun will never shine."

"I know her flowerpot will never bloom, but when I look at her seriously, I seem to see myself a long time ago."

"I don't want that little girl to be like me, so I'm going to do one thing, I'll be their sun."

Ghost blood mixed with fresh blood, Han Fei's body slowly sank into the isolated island, and his soul slowly merged with the huge corpse.

Looking up, Han Fei looked at the neighbors who were still standing on the road when he came, and everyone was looking at him.

"The night is long, but after waking up from the dream, the sky will surely be bright."

The last ray of consciousness melted into the huge corpse, and Han Fei didn't feel uncomfortable. He seemed to have returned to his home.

He had a similar experience in the memory world of the Paradise Shrine, but this time it was smoother than in memory, and his will spread to every corner of the corpse.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned into that huge corpse, that corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Surrounded by the deep sea, even if the size is magnified countless times, the sea still has no boundaries.

Unable to touch the bottom of the sea, pain and despair pulled him to continue sinking, but the sound in the sea disappeared.

Slowly clenching his hands, Han Fei stopped looking at the deep seabed, and looked up together with the lonely corpse floating in the deep sea.

It was already far away from the sea, so far away that no light could be seen, and it was too far away to return to normal, but Han Fei still manipulated the corpse and stretched out his hand.

The icy sea water washes over the wound, enduring the cold and biting pain.

He was exhausted, exhausted just fighting his emotions.

He wanted to go upstream, but even after all the terrible and hopeless trials in the world, he still couldn't do it.

It's hard, really hard.

Things that can be easily done on the shore will consume all the will in the deep sea. Even for a person like Han Fei, all he can do is not let go of his outstretched hand.

Stretching his fingertips upwards desperately, the blood-red ghost pattern wrapped around his wrist like a rope.

Han Fei in the deep sea saw the other side of the rope, ghosts from the deep world clutching the memories between them.

"Don't sink! And don't let go!"

Everyone will fall into despair, everyone will break down, and everyone will encounter wounds that cannot be healed, but Han Fei was lucky. When he was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, the people who had been hugged by him desperately caught him .

The huge corpse of Dugu sunk in the sea, clutching the rope condensed by **** ghost patterns, the fates of two desperate souls were entwined, neither of them let go.

Because I felt his heartbeat, because I bore his hope, because I depended on each other.

Life is very heavy, as heavy as a boundless sea; life is also very light, a few words will be dissipated in the wind.

I don't know what the meaning of living is, I just want to watch the stars set and the sun rise with you.

"Don't sink, don't let go!"

The huge corpse that sank in the deep sea was dragged upwards little by little, and the fragmentary fragments in memory burst out with unimaginable power. They were extremely small, but they dared to challenge this deep sea. The black bubbles shattered one by one, and the corpse immersed in despair slowly opened its eyes. There was a trace of abnormality in the eyes full of pain and tears. The emotion that appeared in the corpse's eyes belonged to Han Fei.

The heavy arm shook slightly, and Han Fei's emotions began to dominate the lonely corpse. The blood scab on the surface of the skin slowly shattered, and Han Fei seemed to break free from an invisible cocoon.

Curled up in the deep sea, the corpse looked up to the sky. It grabbed the blood-red rope, the rope that was willing to fall into the deep sea to save him.

The icy sea water washed away the old wounds on its body wantonly, it raised its other arm, and swam towards the sea surface with the trauma left by the storms it had passed through again and again!

Chasing the glimmer of light in memory, listening to the familiar words in the ear, the pain and sadness deep in the eyes of the corpse merged into the deep sea.

He will never praise the pain, but will only grit his teeth and move forward in the pain. He knows his inner suffering better than anyone else, and he also knows how brave he is.

He should be proud that he has conquered things worse than death!

Countless nightmares are behind him, and there is a bottomless ocean under his feet. In the world where he is alone, his eyes are still looking at the sky.

"I will not sink into that deep sea, nor will I fall into the quagmire. I don't want to continue to rot. I will sing to fate. Even if I am hoarse, I will let them hear my response!"

The lonely corpse is getting closer and closer to the sea, the sky is dark and the nightmare has set off storms and turmoil, but nothing can stop him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Clinging to everything that cannot be forgotten, the corpse transformed from negative emotions in the world Swim out of the deep sea!

When the nose breathed fresh air again, the storm and the huge waves had stopped, and the feeling of suffocation that could never be shaken disappeared unknowingly, and it looked up at the sky.

Looking at the blue sky and pure white clouds, let the warm sunshine shine on your face.

Opening his hands, breathing heavily, the scars were washed away by the sea water, the heavy shell fell off layer by layer, and the shackles on his back began to shatter.

The rules that made up that corpse and the emotions deposited in it shrank inward, pouring into that fiery beating heart.

The sea breeze blew away the dust of the past, and the huge corpse dissipated in the sunlight. Only Han Fei was left on the calm sea.

He lay quietly on the sea, holding a black and white box in his hand.

Slowly opening his closed eyes, Han Fei seemed to have had an extremely long dream.