[A long time ago, there was a village called "Chi". The village was peaceful and tranquil for a long time, and it was very close to the sky, as if you could touch the blue sky with your hands...
A girl named "Li" lived in this village. She always wore bright red clothes. When she had nothing to do, she liked to stand outside the blue sky and stare blankly at the sky. By staring at the sky every day, she discovered some secrets that others didn't know.
The "pond" is more like an independent world enclosed by a glass cover. The cover is transparent and unbreakable... She walks from one end of the village to the other on her own, and it only takes a short time. The people in the village seem to be imprisoned.
However, the people in the village didn't notice anything.
"I want to leave this glass cover and see the outside world," said Li.
"Don't be naive, there is nothing outside." The people in the village laughed.
"We were locked up by whom? The world shouldn't be so small. It only takes a short time to walk from one end of the village to the other." Li retorted.
"You must be crazy." People in the village stayed away from the carp.
That’s how it is. Everyone in the village feels that they are blessed by the gods—because they can get food without hard work. Every day, around noon or just after noon, a lot of food will fall from the sky outside the glass cover of the perch’s eyes. People rush to share the food and name this time period “Blessing Time”…
According to my grandfather, our ancestors had gone through many hardships to reach the "pond". When it was born, the "grace time" appeared, and it has remained the same for many years. I think it cannot be shaken by thunder.
I don’t know why, but I feel a little uneasy about this statement…】
Zhuchuan's pen paused here.
Chu Li stood behind him, looking at the words he had written. He was a little confused as to what topic he was going to write about. He just subconsciously felt that the style and content of what he was writing seemed to be different from what he usually wrote...
"What are you writing?" Chu Li poked Zhuchuan with his finger.
Zhuochuan threw away his pen, stood up, stretched his back and left the table.
Chu Li looked at his lazy and listless look, and his heart skipped a beat: It's over, it's over. He is going to give up on treatment. After all, those who threw away their pens in the college entrance examination and walked out of the examination room with a relaxed and optimistic look on their faces are preparing to take it again next year!
"Zhuchuan, Zhuchuan, teacher, master! Don't give up on yourself," Chu Li followed Zhuchuan's butt like a little eunuch, toe to heel, "I honestly think the beginning you wrote is quite interesting, although it is a bit off topic except that the heroine's name is related to fish, but we should be optimistic, what if we can turn it around later, think about what you are best at-"
Zhuo Chuan paused, and after walking out of the grape vine trellis, he suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at Chu Li: "This kind of short story, with an oriental fantasy theme, even if it is mixed with romance, at first glance, the degree of shocking cannot be compared with suspense fantasy."
Chu Li: "...Hey, you thought of this too?"
Zhuchuan glanced at Chu Li as if she was talking nonsense.
Chu Li's eyes widened: "What should I do? This is not a reason for you to give up treatment."
Zhuochuan raised his hand and patted Chu Li's forehead: "Who said I want to give up treatment?"
Chu Li: "..."
Zhuo Chuan: "I can also write suspense and fantasy."
Chu Li's expression suddenly changed as if he had heard a joke. He looked up and down at Zhechuan, and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. He said hesitantly, "Don't rush into anything rash. It's important to play to your strengths... Isn't the best thing about you comparing yourself to Jiang Yucheng that you fell into his trap?"
In the end, Chu Li really felt like a mother whose son was about to take the college entrance examination, worrying herself to death and still talking nonsense.
Zhuochuan thought for a moment and asked, "Don't you have confidence in me?"
Chu Li did not answer the question directly, but looked into Zhu Chuan's eyes and said, "I want you to win more than anyone else. This level of hope may even exceed your own... Do you know what makes me the most angry now? At least in this phase today, it seems that I can't help you at all even if I use all my strength. Whether you win or lose, I can only watch. This is the most annoying thing."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man standing in front of her raised his hand and tucked the hair behind her ear... At the same time, he bent down and kissed the corner of her lips——
"Okay, don't be angry, watch me win."
Five minutes later, Zhuchuan took Chuli's hand and returned to the table.
It was like he just went out and did some radio gymnastics for a moment.
After sitting down and picking up the pen, the man continued to write the story.
[The days passed one by one.
One day, Li met a handsome boy, fell in love with him, and soon got pregnant... Every day, they held hands, stood side by side, and looked up at the sky in a daze. Li would tell the boy about the world outside the glass cover in her imagination. The boy smiled without saying a word, just listened and held her hand tightly.
When other people in the "Gift Time" swarmed for food, they watched from a distance, occasionally picking up some food left over by others, and their life was content.
But the peaceful days did not last long.
One day, the thing that Lie was worried about happened. The "time of grace" arrived, but no food fell from the sky... At first, everyone was very calm and just comforted each other. It must be that the benefactor had forgotten for a moment.
They gathered together and waited from noon to noon of the next day, but the "time of grace" still did not appear.
one day.
two days.
Three days...
One week.
The food supplies in the village have been almost eaten up... The "grace time" never appeared again, and weak villagers died one after another.
The number of people in the village was gradually decreasing, and along with the famine came other problems. It seemed that because there were more and more corpses around and no one was cleaning them up, the air in the village began to become turbid, and the environment became worse and worse. The once blue sky disappeared, and when I looked up, it was all turbid, and I could no longer see the clear sky...
To make matters worse, Li's body was getting weaker and weaker, and the day for the baby to be born was approaching.
One day, Li's lover left and never came back.
Li had no choice but to hold her big belly and walk step by step in the direction the two had walked. The air visibility was already very bad. People passing by were all dying. Some of them were so hungry that their eyes turned green, and some had skin diseases and their skin began to rot. The clothes that were once bright and shiny were rotten and fell off, revealing their bones...
The shadow of death finally enveloped the entire village.
Li found his lover's body in the "Gifted Time". His eyes were open when he died, but his usually gentle eyes were now gray and full of despair.
In the midst of complete grief, the children of Li were born.
Giving birth while hungry made her eyes bulge. She dragged her dying body and gave birth to the child. The next second, she looked helplessly at people who were about to die of hunger, pouring in from all directions. Their eyes were flashing green, and they said things like "We've finally been waiting for this" and "We haven't been abandoned yet." They were like a group of zombie bees swarming over her, tearing open the placenta of her child and devouring it.
The fish stood there for a moment.
Then she rushed into the crowd and snatched her child back from someone's mouth. Her hands were stained with blood. She held the child tightly in her arms. When she looked closely, she found that only the upper half of the child was left.
He closed his eyes blankly. What did he know having just come into this world? He died in a hurry like his father.
Carp is crazy.
She rammed with her body, bit with her teeth, and raised yellow sand wherever she went. The air became more turbid, and she was like a mad dog fighting in flesh and blood. The flesh torn from others blurred her eyes, and she swallowed the same flesh, and her hungry body finally got a supplement of energy...
delicious.
Tender and smooth.
It also has a hint of fishy sweetness.
In the midst of the storm, Li fell quietly under the sky where the "Gift Time" descended. She spread her palms and stared at the sky dully... Then, she felt the flow of air around her. The next second, it was as if the sky turned blue again, and fresh air was injected. The bodies of her companions around her were cleaned up by something, and the polluted air gradually disappeared...
Blue sky.
Back again.
It was as if everything was just a nightmare.
The surviving children wrapped in the placenta rolled past her, and she opened her hands, but found that she had no strength to catch them. She watched helplessly as they were sucked away in front of her along with the polluted air into a dark, cylindrical black hole.
Somewhere in the darkness, she seemed to hear someone talking in the sky.
The pen in Zhuochuan's hand moves very quickly.
As the plot progresses, the font becomes more sloppy and wilder, detaching from reality.
Until then, he stopped.
After calming down for a moment, his gaze became focused and deep.
[……
"Oh, I was away for a week and the housekeeper didn't even feed the fish properly for me."
"It's terrible. The water in the pond looks turbid. Are all the fish dead?"
“There are traces of bites… Hey, there’s still a red koi left here, and it looks like it’s still alive.
"Pick it up and let me take a look... Uh, it doesn't look like it will live long."
"Indeed, look, he died while he was talking. What a pity."
…
This is when the carp is closest to the blue sky.
When she finally got what she wanted, she left the glass cover.
It turns out that although there is no air outside the glass cover, there is sunlight.
The sun is very warm. 】
This is the end of the story.
Zhuchuan put down his pen.
He also finished his story, a story about a fish in a pond.