Lance had made up his mind, he was going to stay on this small island, wait for Wenser to figure out the whole thing by himself, and then come to him to apologize.
If Wenser doesn't want to come over, then the two of them will break up!
Lance swears angrily, and tells Turtle.
The little turtle hesitated to speak.
This kind of view of love, if you say he is naive, he is indeed naive, but if you say he is not naive, it is indeed worth taking seriously.
The uninhabited island is quite small, and the weather has been pretty good these days without any storms, so Lance is living quite well on the island.
Lance spends most of his time on the island turning his fish tail into two legs to have fun. When there is really a shortage of water, he turns into a mermaid and swims in the water, looking for something to eat along the way.
Fortunately, Lance is a mermaid, otherwise, the fact that humans insist on drinking fresh water would have caused Lance enough distress.
For food and use, Lance will trade with the little seagull.
Since Lance gave Little Seagull jewelry, now, Lance has become a gold medal VIP customer with Little Seagull, answering every question.
A few days later, Lance also found that the little seagull was really weird, and every time he brought him things that were, how should I put it, very "human"—
Bread, fruits, and sometimes even snacks.
But it also happened to meet Lance's requirements.
Ever since he went ashore, Lance was less willing to eat raw fish directly.
Sure enough, Lance is still human in his bones, and he also longs to live like a human.
[thanks.]
After trading with the little seagull today, Lance held a piece of bread in his mouth and crushed another piece of bread to feed the little turtle and the little seagull, asking,
[How do you just bring these things with you every time?]
While pecking, the little seagull gave Lance a disdainful look, and said:
[purchase-]
Lance:
Boss, I know your voice sounds like "buy", but you didn't answer my question.
[Look for a human to buy.]
The little seagull continued to despise it, [Otherwise how can I give you these things?]
Lance: […]
Damn, he saw a sea monster that dared to trade with humans!
For a moment, Lance didn't know whether to admire that such a small seagull dared to trade with humans, or to be surprised that someone dared to trade with a small seagull.
But in any case, this should be regarded as an event for humans to accept sea monsters.
Lance is now facing this little seagull with admiration. He now understands why this little seagull can become the leader of the family.
This courage, this vision, is more remarkable than ordinary human beings.
However, Lance still wants to say that if it is a deal with humans, it is really a loss for those jewels to be exchanged for such a small thing.
Of course, after thinking for a long time, Lance still didn't tell Little Seagull.
After all, it is not easy for a little seagull to trade with humans.
After eating the bread, Lance rummaged through the things brought by the little seagull.
The one responsible for bringing the goods was the huge seagull that was so huge that it could catch Lance and go directly to the sky.
Because of its large size, sometimes when bringing things over, it will accidentally mix other small items in the cargo.
And these small objects will be given to Lance by the little seagull as a gift;
Of course Lance accepted it, and he even regarded these small objects as daily surprises.
Under normal circumstances, these small objects are very small and worthless. Sometimes it will be a box of marbles, sometimes it will be a box of plum candy, and sometimes it will be a lighter. In short, it is very small and very cheap. , but won't be useless.
Sometimes, when Lance receives these little things, he can't help but wonder whether the little seagull put them in on purpose.
Of course, Lance didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that the little seagull would laugh at him.
Today, Lance touched a communication device.
Lance:? !
He was surprised and delighted because he found out that this communicator was his communicator.
[purchase-]
The little seagull did not know when it flew to Lance's side. Seeing that Lance had turned on the communication device, it let out a cry, and then explained impatiently,
[This shiny thing you gave me has been shining brightly all this time. I don't like it, so I gave it back to you.]
Lance froze for a moment, he smiled slightly at the seagull and said:
[thanks.]
[Hmph, then you can buy more.]
The seagull quacked a few times, indicating that its gold medal VIP is worth it.
After delivering today's goods, the little seagull flew away with all the younger brothers, and only Lance and the little sea turtle were left on the island.
It's so lonely.
The little turtle saw Lance fiddling with the communicator there, so it slowly crawled towards the beach and said:
[I—down—water—swim—for a while—]
[Uh-huh.]
Lance's attention was all on the communicator, and he didn't even notice where the little turtle was swimming.
Being a mermaid is actually quite boring, there is no TV to watch, no reading, no games to play, nothing.
However, now Lance is not playing games, he is just curious, who is sending text messages to his communicator.
There are basically not many contacts on his communicator.
After turning on the communicator, Lance looked at a series of unread messages and fell silent.
…
The little turtle swam and swam back to Sunset Bay.
At first, the little turtle didn't find Wenser, but he found Quirrell and the hermit crab first.
No way, the hermit crab is too big and too conspicuous.
The little turtle swam up to Quirrell and asked:
[Wen-se-what-]
Quirrell shuddered. Hearing the slow speech of the little turtle, he laughed so hard that the color of his body changed randomly, red for a while, white for a while, and purple for a while, just like a neon light:
[what are you?]
The little turtle was not annoyed, it just looked at Quirrell with a kind and calm look.
Quirrell laughed and laughed, and the battery went out.
What Gang Jing is most afraid of is this kind of calm sea monster that will not take over.
If you don't play it, how can it play it
[Sulking in the cabin.]
Quirrell stopped to change colors, it turned itself into pale white, and said sullenly.
This kind of vicissitudes of life can show the vicissitudes of its heart.
I don't know if it's because Lance left voluntarily, but Quirrell has not even played drums as vigorously as before.
It was a little afraid that Lance would just abandon it.
The little turtle thanked him, and then followed Quirrell's instructions and swam into the cabin.
Sure enough, the little turtle saw Winsor who was sulking in the cabin.
Wenser was lying on the floor, his black pupils were looking straight at the ceiling, his chest didn't heave at all, his face was pale, and he looked like a lifeless plaster statue.
The little turtle swam over and swam around in front of Wenser, but Wenser didn't respond, as if he couldn't see the little turtle.
[You—should—active—move—go—find—Lance—ah—]
Seeing that Wenser was completely depressed, the little turtle hated Wenser for being weak, so he had no choice but to open his mouth to attract Wenser's attention.
Because he has seen Wen Yu before, and the little turtle knows the relationship between Wen Yu and Wenser, it is not afraid of Wenser.
On the contrary, the little turtle is still worried about the matter between Lance and Winsor.
Hearing the name "Lance", Wenser rolled his eyes, and he finally made another move.
He looked at the turtle and said:
[Lance doesn't want to see me.]
[Every-day-lan-s-all-is-island-on-wait-you-out-appear-]
If it wasn't for its physical structure, the turtle would especially want to roll its eyes at Wenser.
Lance almost gave Wenther the apology process, but this idiot who had never been in a relationship didn't understand it at all.
Alas, as a sea monster, I have to worry about Nat's love affair.
Heart tired.
The current relationship between the sea monsters and Wenser is not like the relationship between the subjects and the king who cannot be seen directly.
The sea monsters are trying their best to match Lance and Winsor. Their energy is almost like that of Wenser. Same.
As a result, Wenser handed in a blank paper.
The little turtle used his extremely slow speaking speed to sort out the ins and outs of the matter for Wenser, and finally convinced Wenser.
Only then did Wenser realize that he was not completely rejected by Lance.
He still has a chance.
[I-first-go back-go-go-come on-come on-]
The little turtle was very relieved to see that Wenser seemed to have some signs of enlightenment.
Afraid of Lance's suspicion (after all, the behavior of the little turtle is no different from revealing the key points of the questions before the exam), the little turtle didn't directly tell Wenser what to do, but went back directly.
Winsor thought about it.
When the little turtle returned to the beach, Lance was already preparing dinner for himself.
Lance saw the little sea turtle crawling out of the sea, grilling the fish, and asked strangely:
[Why have you been there for so long?]
The little turtle is a little guilty, but the extremely slow speed of speaking well dilutes the uncertainty in its tone, and makes it look very calm:
[Dating-meeting with-mother-turtle-]
Lance nodded, not suspicious.
Knowing that the little turtle was fine, he focused all his attention on the fish he was grilling.
In most cases now, Lance is more willing to eat cooked food, so after trying a few times, Lance started to try grilled fish again.
But the barbecue here can't control the size of the flame like a gas stove. The fish grilled by Lance is either undercooked or directly turned into coke.
This frustrates Lance.
Grilling fish is a very long process. After a while, Lance's thoughts drifted to the communication device again, and in such a daze, he naturally forgot to check his own grilling fish all the time.
"If you don't turn it over, it will burn."
Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from Lance's ear.
"Ahhh!!!"
Lance was taken aback.
Another voice suddenly appeared on the deserted island, almost like a horror movie.
Lance turned his head quickly, and when he saw Winsor standing beside him, he almost poked the grilled fish in his hand:
"You scared me to death!"
Winsor looked at Lance very aggrieved.
He still looks like a mermaid.
Lance glared at Wenser, and suddenly remembered that he was still "Lanco", turned his face away immediately, sneered, and then turned the grilled fish over:
"Who are you? I'm Lan Ke, but I don't know you."
Wenser thought for a while, then stood still.
Although Lance was grilling the fish, his attention was actually on the back. He suddenly heard a few "cracking" sounds from behind him, and he was a little curious. When he turned around, he was almost taken aback by Wenser—
Wenser's fish tail was gone, replaced by a pair of human legs.
Lance gasped.
He still needs to build a nest to transform. Unexpectedly, Wenser transformed his legs directly.
But what surprised Lance even more was that after Wenser transformed into a human body, his body was not covered with any hair/strands. Lance was able to see Wenser's good figure through the moonlight—
That is really a perfect figure that can almost be regarded as a textbook. Perhaps the plaster statue is not as good as the body molded by Wenser.
In the next second, a layer of black liquid viscously oozed from Wenser's skin, and then the liquid covered Wenser's body, transforming into a black military uniform.
Its style is exactly the same as that worn by Wen Yu before.
Lance: "..."
He looked a little dazed.
While Lance was distracted, Wenser walked up to Lance and sat down, then kissed Lance, took the grilled fish from Lance naturally, and said:
"Let me help you."
He skillfully began to use the side seasonings for the grilled fish.
This is actually not magical.
If Wenser has Wen Yu's memory at all, then it's not surprising that he has inherited all of Wen Yu's skills.
Lance didn't care about grilling fish at this time. He curiously touched Wenser's body, felt the texture of the clothing under his palm, and asked stupidly:
"So now, are you wearing clothes or not?"
Wenser smiled. He approached Lance, held Lance's hand in his arms, and said:
"you guess?"
Feeling the temperature coming from the body under his hands, Lance opened his eyes wide, and he couldn't help but get a little closer to Wenser.
The sea breeze is strong at night, and the temperature has dropped a lot.
As a mermaid, Lance's body temperature is low, so he naturally likes a warm human body.
Seeing that Wenser didn't refuse, Lance couldn't resist the temptation after all. He simply leaned against Wenser tightly, regardless of how the clothes on his body came from, greedily feeling the warmth from Wenser's body.
If it weren't for the size restriction, Lance really wanted to curl himself into Wenser's warm embrace.
"Is this your ability?"
Lance leaned on Winsor's shoulder, looked at the flames constantly jumping in the bonfire, and asked,
"Then can you change anything?"
"Theoretically yes."
Winsor kissed the hair on Lance's head and asked tactfully,
"Then you should be clear."
He was transfiguring in front of Lance for the first time, and he hoped Lance would understand what he meant.
He was admitting that he had changed the black tentacles that he wanted to imprison Lance before.
"Then can you turn into a super soft sheep?"
Lance said with gusto that he hadn't thought about the subtext at all.
"It's super big and the fur is very soft. I watched cartoons when I was a child, and I always wanted a sheep that I could lie on directly."
Winsor: "...I can't."
Why is his little fish so big-hearted? He is not even afraid of this ability
Lance raised his head, a little disappointed:
"Didn't you say that you can change everything?"
"Yes."
Wenser handed the grilled fish to Lance, and ruthlessly rejected Lance's proposal.
Then, while Lance was eating the grilled fish, Winsor explained abruptly, aggrieved:
"If I become a sheep, I won't be able to fall in love with you."
When Lance heard this, he was horrified and choked on the grilled fish in his mouth:
"Cough cough cough cough—"
God, did Winsor finally learn how to hit a straight ball