(Demining below)
——Love means thinking.
So on the day I left, I asked Cang Yang to leave a sentence in the conch: "Cang Yang loves the sea."
First time in town.
The lights are bright here, but home is not home. I hugged the conch and fell asleep, listening to the call inside the conch.
I want to see Cang Yang, because the sound in the conch seems to have disappeared.
I want to ask you: do you have a mobile phone? Do not turn the fish over when eating it.
I always hide next to Cang Yang and go back again. His mother died of illness and said she wanted to find her husband, so she was buried in the sea.
I listened to the sound of the conch and had an unspeakable dream.
I helped Cang Yang realize his dream and become a teacher.
And he left with his parents, and I quit my job.
Became a screenwriter and wrote the only script.
Finally I followed him.
We are the sons of the sea, and no one understands the voice of the sea better than us.
Born in the ocean, buried under the sea.
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Purpose: I have been looking for someone to belong to all my life
