Lance had a dream.
In the dream he did not turn into a mermaid.
All that becomes a mermaid—
Meet the huge tentacles, pull the elf-like black-tailed mermaid inside the coral bone to escape from prison, chat with the stupid giant jellyfish, and in the end, when Lance wakes up, everything disappears.
These are all bizarre dreams that Lance had in a daze after he was drunk.
After waking up from the dream, Lance rubbed his sore temples and sat up from the bed stupidly.
Recalling everything he did and the creatures he met in his sleep, Lance can only sigh that his imagination is not so rich.
Next, Lance wanted to blow the sea breeze to wake him up, he stood up in a daze, staggered to the door of the room, and when he opened the door—
The sky outside the cruise ship was dark and rainy, and the scenery in front of me seemed to be stained with blood.
There were screams and howls in my ears.
A huge black figure stood in front of the cruise ship, and while Lance was watching it, it turned around slowly, revealing a huge mouthpart.
Inside the mouthparts were layers of sharp teeth. The sea monster bit the head of the cruise ship. The so-called indestructible steel was as fragile as paper inside the sea monster's teeth. It tore the cruise ship open at once, making a harsh scratching sound.
Lance lost his footing, slipped off the deck, and fell into the sea.
In the endless sea water, the salty sea water poured into his mouth and nose in an instant, filling his lungs, and the feeling of suffocation made Lance constantly struggle, wanting to swim up.
However, when Lance was trying his best to go up, he suddenly felt his feet being caught by something.
He looked down subconsciously, and saw a scene he would never forget—
The black-tailed mermaid swam out from the shadow of the deep sea. Like a ghost, he pulled his ankles, and the tail fin behind him floated in the ocean, splashing like ink.
Seeing Lance looking at him, the black-tailed mermaid smiled at Lance, her bright red lips curled up.
Afterwards, the black-tailed mermaid pulled his feet and dragged him into the abyss regardless of his shouts.
Lance woke up from the nightmare sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and then he quickly understood the source of his nightmare—
He and Wenser were sleeping on the same stone bed, and Wenser was holding him in his arms very domineeringly, and their fish tails were also intertwined. All this well explained the strength in the dream. Where did it come from.
Lance looked at the hands around his waist, a little speechless.
This is a lair that Wenser found for him yesterday. There is a stone with a flat surface inside. After Wenser messed with seaweed a few times, Wenser used it as a stone bed.
Winsor said that since there are no sea anemones here, he was afraid that there would be nothing to fix him when Lance fell asleep at night, and he would float away with the current. Therefore, Winsor had to hold Lance while sleeping to prevent Lance from falling asleep Accidentally lost myself.
Lance felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but after thinking about it for a while, he agreed.
To a certain extent, the hard stone bed is really not as comfortable as sleeping in Wenser's arms, not to mention the feeling of powerlessness floating in the sea without being fixed, it is easy to make people suffer from insomnia, so Lance did not refuse Wenser. According to Seth's proposal, the last two mermaids twisted together on the bed in an extremely awkward position, and Lance fell into a deep sleep.
"Um?"
Wenser woke up, he subconsciously tightened his arms, and Redlance almost couldn't catch his breath, and let out a whine in complaint:
"ai—ya—"
Winsor came to his senses, he let go of Lance's arm, then kissed Lance's cheek and asked:
"Did you sleep well?"
Lance let out an "ow", expressing his dissatisfaction.
Winsor: "..."
He is a little guilty.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Lance felt strange.
He felt that since the coral bone came out, something was wrong with Wenser. The higher they went, the more nervous Wenser became. These days, it seemed that something was bothering him. From time to time, his expression would be blank and his pupils would be dilated.
Wenser sat up, he covered his forehead, closed his eyes for a long time, and then said softly to Lance:
"They started again..."
"Who?"
asked Lance.
"nothing."
After a long time, Wenser returned to his normal state, he replied lightly, and then swam out first,
"Let's go, swim for another two days, we should be able to reach Sunset Bay."
Lance wagged his tail. He immediately swam up and followed Wenser, asking eagerly:
"Really? You can arrive the day after tomorrow? Then, there... will there be humans?"
Wenser stopped suddenly. He turned around, grabbed Lance's arm, and asked angrily:
"What do you want to do when you come to Sunset Bay?"
Lance didn't understand why Wenser suddenly got angry. This was the first time Wenser got angry in front of him. He froze and stammered:
"I don't like the deep sea."
"You lied to me."
Wenser looked at Lance, and he suddenly said to Lance coldly as if he was a different person.
Lance was at a loss for words for a moment. He was indeed deceiving Wenser, because from the standpoint, the position between humans and sea monsters is now in opposition. He really didn't dare to explain to Wenser that he was only a mermaid on the outside, but a mermaid on the inside. He was a human being, so he longed to go ashore, and even more wanted to find out why he became a mermaid.
He has no ill intentions towards Wenser, and Wenser has no ill will towards him. They maintain this relationship and continue, okay
Lance hesitated for a moment, and he weakly compromised with Wenser:
"I'm going to find my things in the sunken ship in the sunset bay. If you don't want to accompany me, let's separate."
"no."
Hearing this proposal, Wenser refused without hesitation. With a dark face, he reiterated "no".
Afterwards, Wenser swam west again without saying a word.
Lance froze in place for a moment. He was really puzzled by Wenser's seemingly schizophrenic situation, but it was difficult for him to ask, let alone explain, so he could only follow behind Wenser sullenly.
Afterwards, the two mermaids fell into a cold war.
For Lance, this cold war was more like a unilateral initiation by Wenser, and he vaguely felt that Wenser was more like a kindergarten kid who would only sulk.
Originally, Wenser said that their trip should take two days, but during the whole process, Wenser was depressed and fell into a coma from time to time. Lance had no choice but to pull the unconscious Wenser every time after Wenser fell into a coma. Hastily find a place to put Wenser.
Lance didn't realize how dazed and helpless he was without Wenser's company.
Without Winsor's guidance, Lance didn't know what to do.
If you are hungry, you should eat fish.
But Lance didn't know what to eat and what not to eat. After losing the possibility of catching small blue flame fish in the shallow sea, Lance changed his prey to other animals:
There are strange-looking fish and jellyfish with strange taste. They taste far worse than the little blue flame fish. Although Lance is not too full, he will not make himself hungry.
Sometimes, if he really has no appetite, Lance will fool himself with seaweed at will, and then miraculously discover that mermaids can actually eat vegetarian food to satisfy their hunger.
Does he need to consider the balance of meat and vegetables in his future recipes
Lance pondered the question anxiously.
"What happened to you?"
Lance was a little afraid that his only partner would suddenly leave him. During most of the time when Wenser was unconscious, he would float beside Wenser, stroking Wenser's soft long hair with his slender white fingers, and began to hum Singing a little ballad he made up at random—
The ethereal singing of the mermaid floats gently on the bottom of the sea, gentle and melodious.
And Lance's singing seemed to slowly soothe the sorrow in Wenser's heart. In Lance's singing, Wenser's frowning brows would gradually loosen.
Lance also breathed a sigh of relief.
He lowered his head, kissed Wenser's forehead, and sincerely wished Wenser a speedy recovery.
Due to the fact that he couldn't eat or sleep well these days, Lance also lost a lot of weight visibly to the naked eye.
This situation lasted piecemeal for three days. Lance pulled Wenser, who was unconscious again, so sad that the scales on his body dimmed a lot.
He thought again, whether it was because of his own willful actions that forced Wenser to go to the shallow sea to cause this situation.
This is also easy to understand, after all, Wenser is a mermaid living in the deep sea.
Lance pondered the possible question a little sadly.
"Um?"
Wenser woke up suddenly. He raised his head and saw Lance accompanying him beside him, so he couldn't help smiling at Lance.
"Winser, don't sleep."
Lance quickly handed over the fish he had prepared, "Eat something first."
Wenser glanced at the fish fillet in Lance's hand, he stretched out his hand and patted Lance's head:
"thanks."
Lance nodded. While watching Wenser eat the fish fillet, he asked sadly:
"Winser, why do you always fall asleep... Is it because you are not used to shallow seas?"
Winsor was choked suddenly, then he nodded seriously to Lance and said:
"Yes."
He paused, and said to Lance:
"Let's go back to the deep sea."
Lance opened his mouth, but did not answer the proposal.
When he was a human being, his longing for sunlight meant that he couldn't adapt to the darkness in the deep sea at all.
After eating the fish fillet Lance gave, Wenser fell into a coma again.
This time the stupor was longer. Wenser slept for a day and a night, woke up in a hurry, glanced at Lance, and fell asleep again.
Lance was terribly anxious, he wanted to go back to the deep sea now, but in his current state, it was impossible for him to go back with a sleeping Winsor.
He was so anxious that he didn't eat all day.
When Lance was so hungry that he felt he couldn't stand it, Lance had to hide Wenser and go out to look for food.
But this time, he accidentally bumped into the super jellyfish.
At this time, the super jellyfish was entangled with a red jellyfish, and the two jellyfish swam past Lance lingeringly, you and me.
Lance: "..."
After hesitating for a moment, Lance said: [Is that you? Jellyfish?]
Among them, the mutated super-large jellyfish received a secret chat, paused for a moment, and then reacted, pulling the jellyfish next to it and rushing over:
[Ah, cute, what a coincidence~]
Lance looked at the round transparent oversized jellyfish in front of him, with an indescribable expression:
[You... escaped by yourself?]
[Yup.]
The jellyfish was completely mindless. It didn't know that Lance was struggling with the tentacles at the time. It pulled the red jellyfish over and explained shyly,
[This is a jellyfish willing to give birth to me.]
Langston paused, and said with a dry smile:
[Before the tentacles chased you and ran away, I thought you were still at the bottom of the sea.]
[I have to thank the tentacle, it let me find such a beautiful Styx jellyfish.]
The jellyfish said loudly.
Maybe for it, no matter how cute Lance is, he is not as good as his wife.
Lance was speechless.
[Are you jealous?]
The jellyfish stretched out its tentacles and touched Lance's head, and patiently enlightened,
[Little cutie can have a partner who is willing to have babies with you, so why can't I have one?]
Lance was sluggish, and then realized that the jellyfish said "Winser", blushing with embarrassment, and hastily retorted:
[We can't give birth to cubs!]
[Oh?]
The jellyfish seemed puzzled.
To refute that the relationship between the two is not like that, and it shouldn't be this way.
[never mind.]
With his head down, Lance begged the jellyfish,
[Will you do me a favor?]
Jellyfish: [Okay, okay, let me pet the cutie.]
Lance ignored the request for now, saying:
[My friend, Winsor, he doesn't seem to be used to the shallow sea, can you bring him back to the deep sea?]
The jellyfish was stunned for a moment, it lowered its head, and used its tentacles to "gumble" with the red jellyfish in its arms for a long time. The two jellyfish discussed for a long time, and finally the super jellyfish agreed:
[Yes, Styx also said that the deep sea is better, I will send Styx back, and I can also help you to send him back... But, in this case, Xiaoyu, you need one.]
Lance forced a smile:
[It's okay, I can.]
He was just alone, and Winsor would probably die.
Lance can still tell which is more important.
He still wanted to figure out what was going on with him too much, so he could only put Wenser back.