Love Story of Le Sucre

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I was a rabbit, a rabbit made with sugar, a le sucre rabbit (le sucre means “sugar in “French).

From the day of birth, and I was so white. I do not know why my eyes are too small, which makes me a little short-sighted, and vice versa so that others can not see through my mind.

I was a very talented rabbit, like reading, singing, at leisure in the afternoon, I would even alone  quietly playing the piano in the room, drinking a glass of grapefruit tea.

One day, I fell in love with a bear. Her eyes were black, while her pupil is a black hole.

I told her I loved her. She looked at me with a black eye, and said: “How do I know you are not really it.? “

I eagerly defended myself: “Of course I was sincere, if you do not believe it, I can dig my heart for you.”

“Well,” she smiled at me and said. In that deep black hole eye, it full of mystery.

I felt my legs a little stiff. I want to prove to her, let her speechless.

So I am forced to insert my hand into my left chest. Slowly, my hands groping in the body. If my heart dug out, am I going to die? Maybe, who knows, after all, no second rabbit done such a thing before …

I feel a little dizzy, I quickly grabbed my heart, before I may have fainted. Yet no matter how I try to search my heart, I still can not found it inside my body.

 

Ah … I was hit by a moment of thought, this idea makes me feel extremely helpless. I just had a sugar rabbit it, my body just sugar, but not that she wants the heart.

My mind went blank, slowly, and hand drawn out, with the hands, rolled up from my chest a few granulated sugar. I can not prove it to her, my love to her. I even not a real rabbit with a beating heart.

Finally, she was away from me. On a small hill that I looked at her back disappeared, I cried. I rub the tears, and I put my fingers in my mouth licking. The tears are sweet. Sweet but sad ……

I went to a small lake, looking at my reflection in the lake. I do not hate myself for just being a sugar rabbit, but I feel powerless in this world, this is not my world.

One drop, two drops … ..


Lake ripples, my tears dripping down?


Oh, no! It is raining! In this empty wilderness I have nowhere to hide, I saw the rain hit me, my body in the rain, slowly being eroded. Thirty seconds after landing in the rain, I had almost lost the ability to move, a minute later, one of my hands and one foot already blurred, and unable to distinguish.


After a minute and a half, I saw my ear out of the ground, slowly dissolves.

I knew I was going to die …

My body now has no consciousness, and atcthe last remaining trace, I seem to think of it, I still do not know her name.

If there is next life, I want to be an ordinary rabbit, a rabbit that has heart. Then, maybe my love would not be a tragedy. If there is next life, she would be willing to live with me?

Maybe she had forgotten, used to have a sugar rabbit, try so hard for her, and to love her. Hopefully we would be together in next life.

I wish for those who wish to buy le sucre rabbit for their lovers, be sure not to let their loved ones in tears. Do not let yourself repent after he/she disappeared and dissolved by tears.  To guardian for each others, to protect each other, cherish each other, this is the love of le sucre rabbits.

Hopefully each le sucre rabbit can find their own happiness.

在他出生那一天起,他就是这么白。也不知道他的眼睛为何那么小,这让他有点近视,有种让别人看不透的心思。

他是一只很有才艺的兔子,喜欢看书、歌唱,在闲暇的午后,他甚至会一个人在房里静静的弹着钢琴,喝一杯柚子茶。

就在一个下午,砂糖兔原本普通的生活被掀起了涟漪。。。

他偶遇了她,一只熊。她的眼睛是黑色,而她的瞳孔就像是个黑洞,把他的灵魂深深吸了进去。
 
他向熊妹告白。熊妹则用深黑色的眼睛望着他,说:“我怎么知道你是不是真心的呢?”

砂糖兔如此的单纯,急切的为自己辩解:“当然是真心的啊,不信,不信我可以把心掏给你看”。

“好啊”,她笑笑着对砂糖兔说。在那个深邃的黑洞里,有着同样看不清的谜团。

砂糖兔也不懂是傻,还是太急于表现自己的爱,他就是想证明给她看,让她无话可说。

于是他用力把手插入左侧的胸口,慢慢的,慢慢的,他的手在身体里摸索。

他心里在想,把心拿出来就会死吗?也许吧,谁知道呢,毕竟没有第二只兔子做过这样的事吧…

他开始觉得有些晕了,他拼了命的挖呀,挖呀,想在晕倒前找到那颗藏在他身体里的心。然而不管他怎么摸索,他终没办法在身体里摸到那个独一无二的形状。

他一瞬间被一个念头击中,这个念头使他感到极度的无助。

原来他就只是一只砂糖兔而已,他的身体里只有砂糖,而没有那个她想要的心。
 
他的头脑里一片空白,慢慢的,又把手抽了出来,随着手,从他的胸口滚落了几颗砂糖粒。

他没法证明给爱人看,他的真心,即使他没有其他兔子那样,一颗跳动心,但是他的爱确实如此的真实。

最后熊妹还是离他而去。在那个小山丘上他看着她的背影消失,感觉想大哭一场。他用手擦擦眼睛,仿佛擦到了泪珠,他把手指放在嘴里舔了一下,连眼泪都是甜的。甜到哀伤……
 
砂糖兔走到一个小湖边,向湖里望着自己的倒影。他没有怨恨自己为什么只是一只砂糖兔,然而他却对这个世界感到无力,感叹这不是他的世界。

一点..两点…湖面泛起了两道涟漪。天空下起了雨。

在这个空旷的原野上砂糖兔无处可藏,他看到雨点砸在自己身上,身体在雨水中,慢慢被侵蚀。

在雨点降落后的三十秒里,他就已经几乎失去了行动能力。一分钟后,他的一只手和一只脚已经模糊的无法分辨.

一分半钟后,他看到自己的一只耳朵掉在了地上,慢慢溶化。

他知道自己就要死了…

他的身体已经没有了知觉,而意识,仅剩最后的一丝。他仿佛想起来,他还不知道熊妹的名字。

在此刻他用残余的余光,望向天空向上天祈祷:”如果还有下辈子,我想做一只普通的兔子,做一只有颗心的兔子。也许这样,我的爱情就不会是个悲剧。如果还有下辈子,她会愿意和我在一起吗?”

也许她早已忘记,从前有一只那么努力的砂糖兔,为她淋湿在雨里。下辈子,要永远和她在一起. 

{THE END}

这就是砂糖兔的祖先留下的传说。至于为何砂糖兔会从砂糖,变成毛绒兔呢? 那也许是上天也感受到了砂糖兔的悲哀,想让毛绒的砂糖兔有更多时间和能力去等待和追寻他的爱人。不至于遇水则化吧?

希望那些为他们所爱的另一伴购买砂糖兔的人,不要让他们流泪。 千万不要在他/她流泪消失后,才独自后悔。互相守护和保护彼此,珍惜现在所拥有的,这就是砂糖兔的爱。

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