Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's gaze was like a burning hot ray, focused on his brother without deviation, and the complex emotions contained in his eyes were like a dense, crisscrossing net. Each thread carried deep and strong emotions, like carrying a heavy burden.

The feeling of gratitude was like the warm and bright sunshine in spring, which sprinkled on my brother unreservedly and generously, covering his whole body in this warm light; the sense of dependence was like a solid vine rooted deep in the earth, tightly and stubbornly entwined with each other, as if once it was let go, it would lose the support of life; and the vague confusion was like the light mist in the valley in the early morning, gently and quietly enveloping it, adding a bit of fragility to him that made people feel pity.

His body was trembling slightly, and that trembling was not just an instinctive reaction of the muscles, but more like an external manifestation of the surging waves of emotions deep in his heart. He slowly opened his mouth, and there was an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible tremor in his voice, as if that voice came out from the deepest part of his soul, after going through countless hardships and dangers, and finally squeezed out with difficulty: "So what are your plans for the future?"

The elder brother walked towards him with steady and powerful steps, step by step. Each of his steps seemed to carry a thousand pounds of strength. His solid footsteps stepped on the ground, making a dull and powerful sound, as if writing an unwavering and indelible oath. His footsteps echoed continuously in the empty environment, and the steady rhythm was like the roar of war drums, stirring people's hearts and making their blood boil. When he finally came in front of Wang Xunhai, the tall figure was like a towering mountain that pierced the sky, giving people an indestructible and unshakable sense of security. His eyes were deep and distant, as if he had traveled through a long time tunnel, carefully looking for traces of the past on the younger brother in front of him who reminded him of his childhood. The elder brother couldn't help but laugh heartily, and the laughter was full of open-mindedness and boldness, as if it could dispel all the troubles, sorrows and pains in the world, leaving only a clear and open space.

The elder brother stretched out his broad and warm palm, gently placed it on Wang Xunhai's head, and rubbed it slowly. The action was full of endless kindness, as gentle as a spring breeze, with traces of warmth and care, as if Wang Xunhai was his most precious baby in the world, the person he was willing to protect with his life. His tone was as firm as steel, and every word fell to the ground like a hammer, with unquestionable power: "Like raising a son! I don't want you to go through the hardships I have suffered in raising you. Wang Xunhai, from now on, you will have someone like me to rely on, instead of wandering like a lonely ghost in this barren land like before. I will protect you from the wind and rain, and hold up a vast sky for you, so that you can thrive under my protection, so that you can freely pursue your dreams and realize your own life value."

At this moment, Wang Xunhai seemed to be frozen in place by a mysterious and unspeakable force. He stared blankly at the elder brother in front of him, and his heart was like a surging sea, with all kinds of complex emotions intertwining and colliding with each other.

Joy was like the waves of happiness, leaping in his heart; emotion was like the deep current, surging in his heart; peace of mind was like the calm sea, comforting his soul... Thousands of words surged in his heart, but when they came to his lips, they only gathered into one sentence: "Okay, brother, I will listen to you in everything from now on."

After hearing this, the elder brother raised his head and laughed heartily. The laughter broke through the clouds and reverberated between heaven and earth, as if to shake the whole world. He put his hands on his waist, with a confident smile on his face, which was as bright as the sun, and said loudly: "I am worthy of it. A man who knows the times is a hero."

At the same time, Jin Xiaofeng staggered and ran forward desperately. Her steps were messy and hurried, as if countless invisible hands were desperately chasing her behind her, trying to drag her into the endless darkness. Her heart seemed to be tightly entangled by a tangled mass of silk threads, which was full of regret and unwillingness, like a lingering haze, shrouding her heart, making her feel extremely depressed and painful. Her hair was flying wantonly in the wind, messy. The hair that was originally carefully groomed had now become messy. The hair fluttered in the wind, like a portrayal of her inner chaos, making her originally neat image look a little embarrassed.

Finally, she came to a clear stream and stopped her hurried steps. She bent down and looked at her face reflected in the gurgling water of the stream with exhaustion. Her face was full of frustration and anger, and her originally bright eyes became dim at this moment, as if they had lost the luster of life. Jin Xiaofeng sat on the ground in frustration, muttering: "Have I embarrassed myself? Damn it, if my dad knew about this, he would definitely not let me off easily! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!! " Her voice was full of despair and helplessness, as if she had fallen into an inescapable dilemma.

She scratched her hair in frustration, as if she wanted to pull all the troubles out of her hair roots. She wanted to get rid of these troubles and regain her confidence and courage. She kept muttering: "Jin Xiaofeng, you are still self-righteous and think you are very smart. You didn't expect that in the eyes of others, you are actually a fool." Her words were full of blame and dissatisfaction with herself. She was disappointed and angry with her performance. However, it didn't take long for her to adjust her mood. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her restless heart. She told herself that one failure is nothing, failure is the mother of success, as long as you don't give up, there will always be a day of success. She said to herself: "Oh, forget it, keep looking for the goal, one failure is nothing, failure is the mother of success. As long as I don't give up, there will always be a day of success." Her voice was gradually filled with determination and confidence. She believed that she would be able to overcome difficulties and achieve success.

Jin Xiaofeng slowly stood up from the ground, and her eyes were rekindled with a determined light, which was like a bright star in the dark night, shining brightly and illuminating her way forward. In this crucial action for her father, she secretly made up her mind to make her father look at her differently! She secretly encouraged herself: "I can do it, I will not let my father down, I will prove my own value to him!" Her words were full of determination and courage, and she believed that she could achieve her goal.