She Said the Sea Understands Loneliness Best

She taught me how to breathe at a depth of 48 meters, but she didn't teach me how to forget her eyes on the shore. The first time we met was a summer in Koh Tao. She is the calm diving instructor and I am the clumsy novice student. In the gravity of freedom and the deep sea, we completed the OW, AOW and Rescue courses together. She practiced survival underwater during the day and talked about life at the Freedom Bar at night. Her smile glowed like plankton, but I had already lost my way. Our fate continued on Similan's liveaboard. She is still so free, and I have become a dive master. Whale sharks, shipwrecks, night dives... Between the small cabin and the vast sea, we got close and pulled away. She said: "Don't fall in love with your diving instructor." I didn't understand and didn't dare to ask. There is no sea at night in Beijing, but she comes. She said she wanted to learn freediving, but actually she wanted to decide whether to stay or continue wandering. She taught me the most important rule of diving: "Don't hold your breath." Later I realized that it was also her warning about feelings. In this story about diving and chasing love, distance and proximity, he learned how to dive, but she still belongs to the sea. ——"She said the sea understands loneliness best": A love that sneaks into the bottom of the heart but is destined to never return to the shore.