乐生活The story is about a real shark with small long fins who met a great shark with fins at the tide and ended his pain at his request. Since then, the shark’s soul has been following her silently and protecting her.
Small Fin Shark and Sea Blue Shadow (Part I)
"Help me end my pain." Gao Lang whispered to the small long fin shark.
The little tide looked at the great blue shark without fins. His blue-and-blue body looks particularly slender. It was not until a long time later that the tides knew that the Great Green sharks could swim very fast. But the shark in front of us can’t do it any more.
—— Preface Chapter
When Gao Lang woke up again, the pain had disappeared. He saw his pectoral fins and… That cute little long-finned shark with round dorsal fins.
He tried to swing his tail fin, fearing it would be a dream; was the little long-finned shark that had hesitated to help him just a bubble? Fortunately, he swam again, and the cool current touched his side.
The tail shadow of the small long-finned shark reflected his big eyes. Her flexible caudal fin swayed slowly, as if half of her strength had been lost; for the smell of blood in the gills of high waves remained stubbornly between her teeth. The smell spread through her brain, but it had no attraction; it always tied her nerves and reminded her that it belonged to a great green shark without fins.
Her species is a stubborn ocean lord, but now she’s just a juvenile shark fearing the oceans and bipeds.
Gao Lang sighed. He guessed that the tides were instinctively wary of stronger predators in the deep ocean, just as they were when they were young, and that his plea for her made her even more melancholy because she learned about bipedal creatures.
Gao Lang wanted to get close to her. Thank you. But he stopped abruptly, thinking that the young shark would be on guard against him – he was more than twice as long as she was; even if his tone was mild, he had speed and sharp teeth. Maybe at the moment of his approach, the real shark will turn over the instantaneous membrane in horror, and then throw its tail fin away.
Think about it, his heart a burst of distress, began to think about how to dispel the concerns of the small long fin shark. As he slowly approached the tides, he found that she was just swimming slowly and spontaneously. Her eyes revealed melancholy and did not respond to him at all.
Gao Lang lost his laughter. Almost forgotten, he is now just a shadow of the same color as the sea, the small long fin shark can not perceive him. That’s all right; she won’t be afraid.
"Then I’ll swim with her. I don’t know what a soul can do; but if I can protect her."
The light of the underwater oblique sun is getting dimmer and dimmer, and the slightly cold water slowly darkens where it passes. Tides slightly dive, and there will soon be no light there.
Suddenly, a faint breath caught her attention; the dim smell of fresh and tender fish was pervading the ocean, becoming stronger and stronger in one direction. An invisible hand pulls the tide’s appetite.
"Ah, mackerel!" She exclaimed, her heart pounding with surprise.
Gao Langlu made a noise, but the breath only stirred him up for a moment, and he was almost too nervous to speak. He knows it’s not mackerel, it’s bait. It was this kind of thing that got him caught by two-legged creatures, and he lost his fins.
Now he’s just a shadow of the same color as the sea. He can’t do anything. So he watched the tides swimming in the direction of death, and the little tail fin thought he was pushing his master to the other side of the river where he was full and happy.
A grief that was hard to hide swallowed him up again.
"I will hunt squid, and I know how to knock small fish out of jellyfish. If I were still alive, I would really like to teach these to the real shark, even if I repay her. But I have no chance. No, even if I never had a chance to teach her this, she shouldn’t go in that direction!" He feared that he would smell the blood coming from her, and what was more terrible was that he had no ability to help her end her pain.
If only a tropical storm had suddenly struck and torn up the bait in a roar of rage! A real shark with long fins will be disappointed, but she will be safe. Gao Lang thought in silence.
The tide does not know that a soul is in pain.,She is just swimming with hope, one meter and one meter, getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, she saw a blue-blue shadow flashing in front of her, like the blast of the color of the sea, but like the shattered light on the sea, beautiful and disillusioned.
"What is that?" She was surprised, took a few laps in the same place, trying to find the shadow again.,However, there was nothing left in this week, only the lonely ocean, the endless blue.
The small long fin shark is very strange. The shadow is somewhat familiar, but it can’t tell what it is.,She is not afraid of it, just want to ask, what are you?
However, her appetite faded inexplicably.,The smell of the bait no longer touched her attention like that; after the hesitation, the tide decided to change direction.
The high waves watched every change in the direction of her caudal fin.,When he saw the tides getting farther and farther away from the bait, he was not so happy.
"This is a success. But if there is another time, what should I do next time…" He looked sadly at the fluctuating ocean surface; the light projected from above was getting scarcer.,The planktons, like the stars, hesitated to jump out; on this coming night, they also wanted to make a light, no matter who could notice them.
The current has cooled.,The small long fin shark is still thinking about the shadows; she swims alone.
The high waves couldn’t help but get closer to her; he was close to the heart of the tide.,His keen lateral line perceives the joyful ecstasy of a young heart, and makes him more radiant than the sound of ocean currents.,There is a small ocean there.
"Small finned shark, if you can feel me close, please don’t be afraid. I just want to feel the warmth of your heart. I know that my species and you are warming, but your heart is warm.,It."
On this distant night with a little shimmer, the rustling waves stroked her children—a small long fin shark, and a lonely soul.
(to be continued)
