Author: Number One Cutie

Sunny Baby was stunned, and the low, hoarse voice echoed in her ears.

It was like falling into the deep seabed, and the feeling of suffocation lingered around me.

The feeling of being unable to escape.

The tone of that song is quite sad.

He has never heard Lin Su write such a sad song?

The corners of his mouth that were grinning a moment ago turned away.

The singing continued.

"The waves wash away the blood

Delusion warms me

Listen to the depths of the sea

Whose cry guides

The soul sinks into silence

No one woke me up”

Hearing that, Sunny Baby's leisurely state completely changed.

He frowned tightly, his heart constantly sinking.

That lyrics.

Is it really too dark?

The soul sinks into silence.

If, what I said is not wrong, then...

The more I think about it, the more complicated my mood becomes!

The arrangement can be considered average, but if it goes well with the lyrics, it's simply amazing.

asphyxia.

fear.

The quiet and dark deep sea!

Everything seems to come alive.

Life has also become fragile.

As the piano sound speeds up, the chorus gradually sounds.

Emotions gradually progress.

"I like the salty smell of the sea breeze

Stepping on wet gravel

I say people's ashes should be scattered into the sea

I asked him where he would go after he died.

Is anyone cruel to me?”

After the chorus started playing, Sunny Baby pulled the tissue next to her and wiped her wet eyes.

I paused the song, took a deep breath, then stood up and jumped around a few times.

asphyxia.

pain.

despair.

Coming at you.

Even if Sunny Baby stood up, she couldn't help but picture the woman walking into the sea with a calm face in her mind.

Before he died, he asked that world over and over again, whether anyone was cruel to him?

I obviously wanted to scatter the ashes into the sea, but I was worried about troublesome them, so I walked into the sea myself...

Thinking of all these things, Sunny Baby couldn't help but wonder if she had a heart disease.

My heart can't help but beat.

The throb of heartache.

After a long silence, Sunny Baby clicked playback on the computer again.

The sound of music came from the computer again.

"Can the world no longer be

I always make fun of cool people who smile.

It doesn't matter if people's faces are still hanging on the shore

No nostalgia in the world

Everything dissipates into smoke”

How desperate do you have to be to write a song like that!

Sunny Baby's legs couldn't help but tremble.

cruel.

And realistic.

Just like the entanglement that day.

Those people who were exposed on the Internet were standing on the shore, even with unrelated smiles on their faces.

That……

Do you really have to be so disappointed with the world before you jump into the sea without hesitation?

"It's too late, it's too late

I laughed and cried

Too late, too late

My shaking legs and arms

Too late, too late

No one picked me up

Too late, too late

I obviously like to suffocate.”

Sunny Baby couldn't help but feel in a trance while listening.

A very soft voice flows quietly in my ears, but it just doesn't happen...

It's so boring that it's scary.

He originally thought that phobia of the deep sea was just a joke, but now he seems to have mistaken that there is an inexplicable fear of the deep sea.

asphyxia.

There is no sky and moon.

A place where even the moonlight cannot shine in!

It is obvious that he is singing in a low voice.

No heart-rending roar.

There is no raging roar.

However, it seems as if the heart has been hollowed out.

A big bloody hole was revealed.

Desperate.

It's too late.

It's simply too late.

Wrong, all that disappointment defeated everything.

Like to suffocate.

But no, I yearn for the bottom of the sea.

The voice is getting lower and lighter.
To be continued...