The crow flew across the flaming sky. As his consciousness gradually became clearer, his vision became broad. His body felt so heavy that he could hardly move. It seemed as if something heavy was restraining his whole body, making it difficult for him to even raise his arms.
The sound of the crashing waves was conveyed through the vibrations of the ground. The sounds of light and heavy footsteps sinking into the sand were gradually approaching. He tried to turn over, but like a turtle upside down, no matter how hard he tried it was in vain - the moment someone grabbed his shoulders, he couldn't even struggle.
"A Shou, A Shou..."
The gentle but anxious call seemed inexplicably familiar, but it couldn't form a normal line in his mind. It flashed through his sea of consciousness intermittently like a meteor. He wanted to speak, but could only cough with a bloody smell.
The man had no choice but to hug his arms with his thin chest and try his best to drag him little by little on the white beach, leaving a long and deep mark on the snow-white beach. The mark was spotted with bright spots and illuminated by the golden light.
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