Micro-fiction cracks

Hey, look, there's a crack here again." The little man said bitterly.

"Oh my God! How did that happen again?! The tall man looked at the crack in front of him in amazement.

Unlike before, the crack was longer and deeper than before, and it looked shocking in a beating red sea.

It should be repaired for a long time.

"Let's go to the rooftop and see what's going on."

"Let's go."

Together, they walked through one red pipe after another, for a long time, for a long time, and finally reached the roof.

He curled up on the couch and just stared blankly.

He knew he couldn't wait for her back.

That day, after she left, he sat on the floor like a lost child and cried silently, for a long, long time.

Before, no matter how unreasonable she was, with one of his calls, she would still be back.

It turns out that not being able to keep a person is really so powerless.

He smiled bitterly and slowly got up.

"How can you talk without counting..."

His self-talk got no response, and the red exclamation mark in the phone's chat box looked particularly glaring.

"When you're gone, where can I go?" He murmured.

He looked at himself in the mirror with his beard pulled, and she had been most willing to shave him before.

But there was no longer a familiar figure.

His eyes searched around for the razor, landing on the rusty blade,

It's time to change the blade.

"Let's go back, the rooftop is too dangerous!" The little man trembled and shouted.

"Well, let's go back quickly, I'm afraid the crack won't hold up." The tall man responded uneasily.

Out of nowhere, a stream of water suddenly gushed out of nowhere, rushing out of the roof, almost washing the two away.

In the night and day of repairs, they found that the cracks did not change in the slightest, and they were all terrified.

"We're almost there, right?" The little man asked.

"It's useless, it's too deep, we can't help him, try our best," the tall man comforted.

The two of them stared blankly at the crack and the fading Red Sea.