[Lighthouse Keeper x Storm Photographer]
[A faint sense of death x a faint sense of self-destruction]
1.
There is a lighthouse in the center of the island, facing the water, and it is the lighthouse keeper.
As time goes by, it is ten years.
She thought that she would be like the trees growing on the island, taking root deeply here and dying in loneliness.
That day, Xiang Shuisheng was staring at the sea in a daze. On the rocky beach not far away, a strange woman caught her eye.
The woman was wearing a smoky gray suspender skirt with shoulder straps so thin that they would break if pulled lightly.
She dragged a coffin forward, her long hair scattered in the wind, blowing in the same direction as the smoke between her fingers.
Very beautiful and very decadent.
The cold white skin is so white that it pierces the eyes.
Xiang Shuisheng is not surprised at all. After being stationed in such a remote place for ten years, her mood has long been as stable as that of a dead person.
Who would drag a coffin here with nothing to do? Could it be that this woman is here to dump her body?
Walked towards Shuisheng and planned to take a look.
When she came to the coffin, she found that the woman was missing, only a pair of high heels kicked on the rocky beach.
There was a murmur in her heart, where are the people?
At this time, I heard a "click" and looked down at Shuisheng——
I saw a woman lying back in the coffin, her long hair wrapped around her neck. She pointed the camera at the sea, and pressed the shutter with a little paranoia on her fingertips.
Xiang Shuisheng reminded: "Sorry, madam, this is a private island and outsiders are not allowed to enter privately."
The woman twitched her lips and slid the lid of the coffin up, her eyes filled with a sense of distance that made it difficult to get close.
"There's no one here, just a coffin."
Xiang Shuisheng asked: "Aren't you a human?"
There is always a slight sense of self-destruction in the woman's tone of voice, "You don't have to treat me as a person who can die at any time."
2.
Xiang Shuisheng asked: "Why are you dragging a coffin around?"
Liang Zhan replied: "I want to have a home when I die."
Liang Zhan asked: "What about you? Why have you guarded a lighthouse all your life?"
Xiang Shuisheng replied: "I want to have a family while I'm alive."
The typhoon warning center has made arrangements in advance. The storm is coming and they should evacuate as soon as possible.
"It's time for you to go." Liang Zhan said.
Xiang Shuisheng looked at her motionless.
The more extreme the weather, the more excited Liang Zhan became. She focused her camera on the rolling dark clouds and pressed the shutter faster and faster. Step by step, she still wanted to go into the storm.
She chewed her cigarette and kept adjusting the parameters. Her eyes were filled with excitement. At that moment, her depression dissipated and her whole body was filled with powerful vitality.
"If beauty and destruction happen at the same time, I won't hesitate to walk into the eye of the storm."
Liang Zhan once said to Xiang Shuisheng.
At this time, the roar of the storm was getting closer, and Xiang Shuisheng suddenly grabbed Liang Zhan's wrist.
"Liang Zhan, let's elope."
Liang Zhan turned around and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Xiang Shuisheng said: "Go to the lighthouse, go to the coffin, go to the sea, go to the storm, go to any place where you can live or die."
Liang Zhan smiled and pushed Xiang Shuisheng away, shook his head slightly, and strode into the storm. Just like when she came, there was only one coffin and one person.
"When the lighthouse stands and the storm passes, when the lighthouse is willing to bend and the storm is willing to stop, Shui Sheng said, I really want to have a home with Zhan Zhan."
Reading guide:
1v1, he, mutual attack
Intention: The best days are when your lover is by your side.