The sea water gradually submerged this once lively town, and those traces of prosperity and good memories disappeared. He has been stationed here from beginning to end, never leaving. The rest of his life was to build up his house day in and day out so that he wouldn't be attacked by the sea. There was no one here, no liveliness, no vitality, but he still refused to give up and leave, perhaps because he didn't know where to go. The world is very big, but only in this hut less than ten square meters is his spiritual sustenance.
By chance, his dearest pipe fell into the abyss of the house. He made perhaps the bravest choice of his life: dive to find it.
He slowly swam to the depths along the house, and as the furnishings of the house changed, he remembered the love, family affection and wonderful youth that were gone forever. However, when he returned to the sea level, he filtered the memories, leaving nothing but heavy.
In just 15 minutes, it tells about the happiness and loneliness of an old man's life, and also makes love to the greatest extent:
"Even if the sea dies and the time does not return, I still love you as always."
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