Love Story of Le Sucre
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.