"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn is coming. The early autumn in Nanyuan is approaching. When I write a letter, I feel like meeting each other when I see the words. The letter is soothing. In the fast era, I send a slow heart. The paper is short and the love is long.
In this sea of sadness, I have been struggling, moaning, and wandering in the deep blue as far as the eye can see. My body was dissipating with the silent wind, and the dark gray fragments that were scattered melted into the water in an instant. I used to know that one day I would leave, but when it came time to really say goodbye, I couldn't save myself. I felt sorry for my internal friction. In the days without you, I may always be lonely. I am not good at staying on any island for a long time, nor will I fly with the seagulls, because the seawater will flood the island and the seagulls will not look back.
I can only love... The blue whale who transformed into an isolated island.
To all my favorites…"
This book is an autobiography of mine. It will be boring in the early stage as a running account, but it becomes the main text only after about sixty chapters.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
