Lance ends up going to a diner for dinner with Will.
There are not many types of food in Doomsday, and Lance didn't look like Will wanted to eat, so he directly ordered two grilled fish for Will.
Weier looked at the two fish exuding warmth in front of him. He frowned and pursed his lips tightly, seeming to be very resistant.
"You are so strange,"
Lance looked at Will's appearance, and he asked curiously,
"Don't you like cooked food?"
"Why do you like cooked food?"
Weir asked rhetorically, "It's all corpses, why do we need to do one more step?"
Lance: "..."
Weier was also unwilling to wrong himself, and in the next second, in front of Lance, he directly pulled the box that Lance brought over.
He took out a fish and just like that, in front of Lance, ate it.
Lance was so shocked that his pupils dilated.
He didn't expect that Weier would eat the fish directly without even handling it.
You know, in the sea, when Lance eats raw fish, he cuts the fish into fillets before eating.
Now someone is eating a raw fish so carelessly in front of Lance, Lance can't convince himself that the other party is eating raw fish.
Lance began to wonder if the person in front of him was human.
Thinking of Weier's behavior of sending live fish at the beginning, the more Lance looked at Weier, the more subtle he felt.
He had to feel delicate—
First, there was Wen Yu who looked very much like Wenser, and he could sense the inhuman aura about Wen Yu...
If Wen Yu's resemblance to Wenser is just a coincidence, the appearance of Well made Lance have to think about whether this coincidence is true.
Lance suddenly reached out and crossed the dining table. He touched Will's face. After attracting Will's attention, he held Will's cheek and asked:
"Do you like me?"
Weier blinked, his azure pupils looked like the deep sea under the light, clear and innocent:
"Yes."
He put down the fish in his hand, and couldn't help but curl up his lips: "Lance, do you finally know that I like you?"
"Before admitting that you like me, I have to figure out who actually likes me."
Lance narrowed his eyes and asked,
"Are you just Weier? What is the relationship between you and Wenser? Why do you use his face?"
The corners of Will's upturned lips stiffened.
The blue pupils quickly dimmed.
For no reason, Lance suddenly felt a chill, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and looked at Will sitting in front of him in doubt and horror.
"Lance, I like you, I really like you."
Will crossed his fingers and put them on the dining table. He looked at Lance seriously and said,
"I know that you want to go back to the sea. As long as you say a word, I can wipe out the human beings on this earth for you. From then on, you can live freely in the sea."
Lance's face was ugly:
"What is your relationship with Winsor?"
"Before you ask me this question, you might as well find out what Winsor is."
Will giggled and said,
"What the hell is Winsor?"
"He's just a black-tailed mermaid."
Lance said.
"Do you think that a black-tailed mermaid can make sea monsters listen to him? Why is the timing of his appearance so coincidental?"
Will laughed louder.
"I just like the way you talk about everything... So, I might as well tell you that I used to be part of the Winsor in your mouth."
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Lance didn't understand what Will was talking about, so he made a blank expression.
What does it mean? What is a "part".
"In the ocean, some creatures, such as starfish, break off an arm, and this arm will not die immediately, it may grow into another starfish."
There was a bit of malice in Will's smile,
"That's the relationship between us and Winsor."
Vail posed a soul question:
"Do you think now, Winsor, is just a black-tailed mermaid?"
At this moment, Lance was too shocked to say a word.
"However, I am different from Winsor."
Weier looked at Lance, his eyes were hot, and his small pupils were full of hot emotions,
"Lance, haven't you realized? Your current situation is partly created by Wenser on purpose. He is deceiving you, and he is going to continue this lie. Even if you return to the sea, you will still I didn't realize I was being lied to."
Lance worked hard for a long time, but he could only squeeze out from between his teeth:
"Winser is not on the shore."
"Why do you think so?"
Will tilted his head innocently,
"As one of his avatars, I can sit here and chat with you. Do you think that Wenser, who is the main body, doesn't have this ability?"
Lance's face turned pale.
He vaguely felt that his conjecture was gradually being confirmed.
"Lance, I'm different from him. My feelings for you are pure."
Will confessed affectionately again,
"So, I won't lie to you, Lance, stay with me, okay?"
Lance was silent again.
He was beyond shocked by the content of what Will said.
He vaguely sensed that the relationship between Will and Winsor was more like that in the myth—
The main god drops a part of himself from the body, and then that part will inherit certain characteristics of the main god, and then grow into a new god.
If this is the case, what Vill should inherit is Wenser's "purity"—
This represents Weir's directness and passion, and is completely emotional.
"What would you do with me if I were with you?"
Lance asked the question tremblingly.
He used to be with Winsor, and even though Winsor treated him gently, Lance still faintly sensed Winsor's unusual possessiveness.
Winsor always seemed to be trying to hide him.
However, in the end, Wenser still didn't implement this idea.
Weier tilted his head and thought about this question. He was very naive, showing a childish smile:
"I will build you the most beautiful lair and put you in it."
Hearing this, Lance couldn't help taking a breath.
Why does this sound like the coral bone he stayed in at the beginning
If he hadn't always wanted to escape, wouldn't he have been imprisoned in the coral bone for a lifetime
Thinking about it carefully, Lance even felt that the huge black tentacles he encountered at that time were all Wenser.
"I... my mind is a little messed up."
Lance felt that he knew too much information today, he had to go back and sort it out, and by the way, ask Wen Yu what was going on with him.
Lance stood up, ready to leave.
"You want to leave? Are you planning to go back to that hypocritical clone?"
Will put away his smile, his face darkened,
"why?"
People are human because they have reason and are not captives of their emotions.
What's more, there used to be a saying called "Like is possession, love is restraint". Compared with Weier who is purely emotional, Lance still thinks that Wen Yu or Wenser can bring him a sense of security. At least Wen Yu will consider it. His feelings, so Lance chose to go back.
However, Lance froze for a moment after feeling the faint murderous aura on Weier's body.
He had an intuition that he couldn't beat Vail, because Vail was not of the same species as him.
Sometimes, the aura emanating from Weier made him want to run away unparalleled.
Lance gritted his teeth and said:
"I don't like you... go back."
"That's a pity."
Will sighed, then shrugged, looking nonchalant,
"It's fine if you like me, but it doesn't matter if you don't. Anyway, I like you, and your thoughts have nothing to do with me."
Lance stopped in his tracks. He looked at Will very suspiciously, always feeling that the other party was holding back his big move.
"Aren't you curious about what Wenser's real body looks like?"
The corners of Weier's lips curled up. Under the light, there was inexplicably a strange charm, which was treacherous and changeable.
"He doesn't want to show it to you, but I can."
Lance couldn't help taking a step back.
Will stood up slowly from his seat.
He took off his helmet.
Black hair fell over Will's shoulders.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the entire small restaurant became condensed, and the overhead lights changed from warm yellow to cool white.
Lance stared blankly at Will in front of him, and he let out a breath.
It was supposed to be the same temperature as the room temperature, but after Lance exhaled it, it turned into a cloud of white mist.
The temperature starts to drop.
The rest of the people in the restaurant didn't notice the abnormality at all. They were still sitting there, eating and chatting, and they didn't even seem to feel the temperature drop, and Lance was arguing.
Langston felt creepy at the moment, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the table closest to him.
The people at the table were very drunk, and they were talking loudly to each other, but Lance couldn't hear a word.
Inside the small restaurant, there is a transparent barrier that separates Lance from the others.
At that moment, Lance fell into an ice cellar.
He barely packed up his desire to run away desperately, and looked at Will again.
Will looked at Lance with his own blue eyes, and then, the long black hair hanging over his shoulders began to lengthen and stretch like a living thing. In less than a second, it grew from his shoulders to Will's the heel.
After growing to the heels, those long black hairs began to twist and make a "creaking" sound. They were crowded together, and quickly spread to the entire restaurant in the blink of an eye.
And everyone in the small restaurant seemed to be unable to see the black hair wandering around. Some of them even maintained the posture of eating, and they were directly wrapped into cocoons by the black hair.
In the small restaurant, an unspeakable fishy smell began to spread.
It was covered in black hair from floor to ceiling, except for a single chandelier, which cast a deadly cool white light.
Lance's pupils had turned into vertical lines due to fright, and he was staring at Will in front of him.
In fact, the skin on Weier's face was gone, replaced by a piece of black, barely maintaining the previous outline.
Amidst the blackness, a pair of blue eyes exuded a radiant light, and below was a mouth that was grinning to the earlobe.
In other words, Weir discarded the previous skin and sincerely showed Lance his contents—
A mass of pitch-black inexplicable matter.
"My existence is beyond your comprehension...it's just a form you can see."
Will, or this unspeakable thing in front of him, he spoke.
As he spoke, the strand of black hair closest to Lance twisted, and it became a thin tentacle that ran up Lance's calf, and finally clung to Lance's shoulder, with a thin tentacle The tip, scratching Lance's cheek.
Lance trembled all over, but he dared not run away.
"My little fish, don't be afraid."
The black in front of him began to expand, and he began to devour the table in front of him,
"You will have no pain...just return to my body..."
An ethereal and entangled voice sounded directly in his mind. After Lance panicked at the beginning, hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes.
The terrifying scene in front of him distorted and changed, and Lance was in a haze, seeing the scene in front of him undergoing earth-shaking changes—
No bistro, no chandeliers.
He was standing at the door of a familiar home, dragging a suitcase in his hand.
And Lance's mother was standing in front of him, looking at him tenderly and tolerantly, and opened her arms to him:
"Welcome home."
In an instant, Lance burst into tears.
Familiar living room, familiar foyer, and the apron worn by his mother for decades, Lance stared at his mother in front of him, accidentally, his memory was confused.
Did he live or die after boarding the Queen Mary
Could it be that the Queen Mary didn't sink at all, and there's no doomsday...
Lance just dragged his suitcase, traveled around the world with a group of colleagues, and finally came back
"Come here, my boy."
Lance saw his mother say so.
Mother bent down, took the suitcase from his hand, and asked:
"Did you have fun?"
Lance was on the verge of tears.
In the eyes of outsiders, no matter what Lance's identity is, to his mother, Lance is always a child.
Wronged and missed, he tentatively took a step towards his mother.
He wanted to tell his mother that the cruise was not a happy one. He had a nightmare in which he lost everything and turned into a mermaid.
However, after taking such a step, all the cells in Lance's body began to scream crazily—
Don't come near, don't come near, don't come near.
Lance stopped in his tracks all of a sudden, and looked at the mother in front of him suspiciously.
The mother put the suitcase beside her, stretched out her hand to grab Lance, trying to lead Lance into the house:
"What's the matter? You're home, why don't you come in and see me?"
When Lance was about to open his mouth and call out to his mother, he didn't expect that when he opened his mouth:
"yi—"
In an instant, all the nostalgia and warmth turned into cold sweat.
Lance touched his throat and woke up suddenly:
He is a mermaid.
He slept at the bottom of the sea for fifty years.
This tweet made Lance find himself.
Lance began to understand that becoming a mermaid is not a nightmare, but the mother in front of him may be his biggest nightmare now.
At this moment, Lance was so frightened that he pulled his hand back from his mother's hand. He hurriedly took a few steps back, but he didn't want to be tripped by the threshold all of a sudden, and the whole person fell backward——
After realizing that something was wrong, the illusion in front of Lance suddenly collapsed in Lance's thinking.
Lance broke free from the illusion, and he didn't fall on the cold floor, but on something silky like silk—
He was wrapped in a mass of black hair.
Thick and clammy strands of hair were entangled around his body through the gaps in his uniform.
On his right wrist, there was always a strand of hair, which was constantly trying to pull his hand.
Lance opened his mouth in fright, and started screaming regardless:
"ay—"
A very high-frequency sound sounded, and everything nearby began to resonate with Lance's tweet.
The black strands of hair began to tremble amidst the chirping sound. Originally, they were still devouring, but when they were vibrated by the high-frequency sound waves, these strands of hair seemed to be burned by fire, and began to twist wildly in the resonance and retreat.
"Kaka—crunch—"
Countless strands of black hair were twisted into strands of small tentacles, and they began to withdraw their body in panic.
After a while, the black hair that spread like a tide faded away as quickly as Lance screamed.
After Lance was let go, he took a step back in a daze.
Only then did he realize that the darkness in front of his eyes had completely disappeared.
When he looked towards Weier again, he was surprised to find that the place where Weier was before was empty.
In the entire small restaurant, only the small chandelier dangling above the head remained.
The glass around the restaurant was shattered, and all the people who ate inside were lying on the ground, with a layer of mucus sticky on their bodies.
Lance looked around blankly, and he really confirmed that Will was gone.
This made Lance breathe a sigh of relief, but the next second, Lance gasped.
He turned into a mermaid again.
The white fishtail directly tore through the trousers, lying carelessly on the ground.
Fuck, what should I do
Lance closed his eyes, wrinkled his nose vigorously, trying to "think" his tail back, but the tail that usually goes back as soon as he "thought", at this time, he didn't know why he didn't listen to the change.
Lance panicked now.
It's impossible for him to walk on the street with such a tail, right
Lance turned around and dragged his tail, hurried to the front desk, and covered his tail with the only shabby tablecloth in the entire small restaurant.
At this time, the door of the restaurant was suddenly opened.
The moment he heard the door being pushed open, Lance almost screamed again in fright.
After a closer look, it turned out to be warm.
Lance's expression was very happy at first, but then he remembered what Weier said to himself, and it became very complicated:
"Wen Yu, how do you know I'm here?"
Wen Yu didn't answer Lance's question immediately, his eyes quickly turned around the small restaurant, as if searching for something.
Afterwards, Wen Yu's face turned livid. It seemed that he searched around and found nothing.
Before Lance could continue to ask anything, Wen Yu stepped forward quickly. He stood in front of Lance, looked at Lance's white fishtail, and tried to go up to hug Lance, but he stretched out his hands, but he didn't know where to put them .
Lance and Wen Yu looked at the white fish tail and began to think.
How to deal with such a long fish tail
Keke, fish-tail-hold-hold-ah-
While Wen Yu and Lance were still struggling, a slow voice suddenly came from the side.
Both of them looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a fish tank.
For small restaurants, in order to show that everything in their small shop is slaughtered on the spot, they will put a fish tank at the door, and put some fish in the fish tank.
Lance crawled over, took a closer look, and was face to face with a palm-sized sea turtle in the fish tank.
It seems that the direction of mutation of the sea monsters is not all in the direction of big change.
You-ok-ah-please-ask-can you-can-can-can-take-me-
The turtle's mouth opens and closes.
Lance had already fished the sea monster out of the tank with a black face.
He didn't dare to ask how the turtle was caught, he was afraid that after hearing the story of the turtle, it would already be dawn.
thanks-
The turtle lay in the pocket of Lance's coat and thanked him very politely.
"Let's get out of here first."
Wen Yu stepped forward, and he hugged Lance like a princess...
Afterwards, Wen Yu looked worried at the tail of the fish mopping the floor.
Lance thought for a while, and he reached out to hug Wen Yu's neck very cooperatively, and then wrapped the fish's tail around Wen Yu's waist like a snake's tail, and then hugged his own fins.
"Let's go quickly."
Lance urged, "Cover that tablecloth."
This posture was particularly awkward. Although Wen Yu hugged Lance, it was more like Lance was forcibly tying Wen Yu with his tail.
Are you-you-in-public-public-place-joint-coitus-tail-are you-
Turtle gave a disapproving look.
"Who's copulating?"
Lance almost exploded, he fucked
To whose tail? He still hasn't figured out whether the Wen Yu in front of him is the vest of the belly black fish