Legend has it that there is an island on the other side of the sea called "Fangmo Senluo"
The vast sea has always been the clearest in the world. The blue is so translucent that you can see the bottom, as if God has washed the brush here.
When the lightning whirlpool tore through the sky that year, everyone said it was a hole in hell.
Qi Chenlu fell to the ground at that time.
For several years, he lived as a shadow. The palace people lowered their heads and avoided his sight, but their whispers never avoided him - "Look, the devil." "The judge cast his life." "Those pupils, how evil."
Then he believed it. Day after day, I looked into the bronze mirror, trying to find evidence of guilt between my eyebrows. Later, I simply stopped looking in the mirror for fear of shocking the person in the mirror.
That day he sat on a rock cliff by the sea and watched the tide come and go.
"You stopped me from picking flowers."
Startled, he turned around. I don't know when there was a girl on the edge of the cliff. She was trying hard to reach a magnolia blooming in the crack of the stone.
That was the first time he met Ji Tongmeng.
She is cute
She picked the flowers, handed them to him, and said, "It's for you. It's so pitiful that you sit alone."
He doesn't answer. She put the flower branch on his lapel, as gently as releasing a butterfly.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"They said I was the devil."
She tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, her eyes curved into two crescent moons: "Will the devil sit here and look at the morning sea all day long, not even daring to pick flowers?"
He froze. The sea breeze filled my chest, and for the first time I felt that the wind was warm.
He was eight years old at the time.
But I still remember that moment - she stretched out her hand to him, like a star sending a beam of light to the abyss.
And he himself, at that moment, finally dared to believe that the face in the mirror might just be the face of an ordinary boy.
Intention: love yourself