It was a hot and humid summer.
Years later, Rand could not tell the exact date of that day, but he was certain that it was a very hot and humid summer day.
The air was unusually humid and hot, and even the strong sea breeze did not make Rand feel any better. A lot of salt was mixed in the wind on his skin, and when he got out of the car, his clothes that were barely dry quickly became heavy and sticky, as did his hair and clothes.
"damn it."
Rand took off his glasses and wiped them laboriously with his handkerchief.
The tiny drops of water splashed by the waves stained his lenses, which remained blurry even after wiping.
"Hey, you better be careful."
A rude voice came to mind. Rand squinted and looked down, where Les Noan was shouting at him. Of course, with Rand's eyesight, he could only see the faint shadow of Reis now.
"Put your glasses on, nerd!" Rand's squinting was too obvious, and his clumsy behavior also made Reis' tone a little rude, "Fall your noble stone from the reef. The brain won't feel good."
The coastline of the Blue Moon Coast is covered with reefs of various types. At the same time, it has been washed by huge waves that never stop. Almost all the reefs are extremely slippery. If it really slips and falls, it will be very troublesome. thing.
And Rand... Reese's eyes fell on the little white face: a high-end hand-made custom shirt, Italian leather shoes.
For God's sake, did he really know he was here for an interview
Considering Rand's identity, Reis offered his own reminder coldly and disgustedly.
Rand frowned and put his glasses back on awkwardly.
Now, the impatient face of Reis became clearer, and he was cautiously climbing up the reef on the other side, the camera hanging from his neck, knocking on the rocks from time to time.
Rand tried to remind him of this, but was silent in the end.
Getting along with each other in the past few days made him clearly know that the other party was impatient and disdainful for him.
Well, that's understandable.
Rand was forcibly stuffed into the newspaper by Vincent Sivers, his older brother, the legendary "big guy". Before this, there had never been a reporter with less than ten years of seniority in the entire Denigs Express office. They were very proud of it - even though the paper had only a tenth of its previous circulation - and that pride persisted after it had been bought by Vincent.
Perhaps this is why the circulation of Denis Express is only one-tenth of what it used to be.
Of course, it was impossible for Rand to reveal his brother's evaluation to the person in front of him. In fact, he has to admit that his entry into the newspaper did cause a lot of trouble for everyone else... just like before.
Rand's clumsiness and sluggishness have always caused him a lot of trouble, despite his good looks, black curly hair and wonderful green eyes, pale skin that makes him look more like a freshman than a college graduate. Not a former librarian who spent five years in a small town, now a rookie reporter.
"Are we going to continue?"
While he was in a daze, Reis had already climbed to the reef where he was panting, Rand looked at the other party's dusty face and asked a little nervously.
Reis gave him a huge roll of eyes.
"Go on? Are you crazy? I don't see anything under here... Damn, I should have known what the virtues of these ignorant townspeople are - they'll exaggerately think it's a UFO if they see a luminous kite !"
"However, before they provided me with pictures of mermaids..."
Rand whispered.
It's not without reason that he and Reese are at the seaside. Residents of a small town near the Blue Moon Coast recently posted a video on the Internet—a huge mermaid sat on a reef and jumped into the sea with an incredible movement when the waves hit.
The video quality was rather blurry, but it still caused a little discussion on the Internet (of course, only "little").
Before that, Denis Express was forced to relocate to a small city less than 100 kilometers away because it could not pay the expensive office rental fee, and the entire newspaper was being revised, adding various lace news and even constellation forecasts to work hard recover their declining circulation.
To sum up the two points, two unlucky people were sent here for interviews.
The two unlucky bastards are of course Rand and Reis.
Reis was quite dissatisfied with this, and Rand knew it. The reef on which the merman is on the video is on the side of the reef at one end of the coast, and Rand's pathetic motor coordination forces him to stay on top of the gentle reef.
He can't even do basic photography, as for interviews...
Well, the reef wouldn't speak to him.
Thinking of the weird glances and whispers that he was about to receive after returning to the newspaper office, Rand couldn't help feeling that his breathing became labored.
Well, returning without success certainly won't do him any real harm, "that man" bought the newspaper after all and he's his brother. However, this did not prevent others from reacting to Rand with a strange attitude, which Rand hated.
He found that he even started to miss the old ladies in the small town library who were chattering, and even brought wool to the reading room to make sweaters.
"Maybe… uh… maybe wait a little longer, maybe we can find something else."
Rand said dryly.
At this point, Reis had taken off his shoes and dumped the sand in them, and was about to leave for the parking lot. After hearing his words, Reis turned back and gave him a grim smile, his disgust almost overflowing.
"Of course you can, if you want."
He said he then gave Land both the tape recorder and camera and drove off the old tattered Ford.
Clearly, he had no intention of continuing the interview with Rand at all.
Rand frowned and stared at the empty parking lot where only his car was left. Another strong wind blew, and he looked back at the gray sea and the huge waves. Suddenly, he had an illusion as if he was the only one in the world.
He was silent for a while, and silently returned to the reef where he was before, trying to climb down.
Without Reis, he felt he might be less nervous, and less nervousness meant that his movements might be less rigid, allowing him to reach the bottom reef.
And he did, even though his hands were cut by shellfish on the reef. Rand looked at the wound from his palm that kept pouring out blood, smiled helplessly, and then sat weakly on the huge reef.
In fact, it is still five or six meters away from the sea. Even the waves can only hit here occasionally. At the same time, the other side of the reef has become extra smooth because of the scouring of the waves.
Rand looked hesitantly at the other end of the reef, thinking about it, but still didn't get close. He had overestimated his physical strength once before and didn't want to make a second wrong judgment.
Yet the merman—if it exists—climbs the reef with incredible ease.
Even though he had confirmed in his mind that the video was fake, Rand still found it quite interesting.
The wind was still damp, and his wounds were aching, but when all the things that made him nervous were gone, a long-lost sense of relief returned to Rand.
The waves lapped the shore regularly, and the climate on the Blue Moon Coast was so bad that even gulls were reluctant to come and go. The waves and fog are gray, mixing the boundaries of the sky and the sea. The sun hangs pale in the air, and it gradually falls as if the body is heavy. Rand stayed on the reef until dark, as Reis had said, there was nothing there.
Rand finally decided to go back after the long-lost alone time. However, it was not until this time that he suddenly realized that it was not good. The reef in the dark was almost confused with the night, and if he wanted to go back to it, he had to touch the dark. climb.
"That's really bad."
Rand muttered with a wry smile.
He really made sure that he was really not suitable for going out for interviews.
But staying on the reef all night in the dark wasn't a wise decision. Rand heard the waves getting stronger and the tide was about to rise.
He subconsciously took out his mobile phone and turned on the flash toward the side of the reef in an attempt to see the bumps on the reef.
It was at this time that a reflection suddenly lit up from a recess in the reef caught Rand's attention.
At first he thought it was standing water, or something else, but after a few lightings, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The round two-point fluorescent light was definitely not caused by stagnant water, and he also felt familiar, that kind of reflection... It was more like the reflection of the cat's pupils when it was accidentally illuminated in the dark.
Rand felt his heart beat faster in an instant.
He stayed here all afternoon, but never felt any creature behind him.
"Who?"
Frightened, he even asked stupidly.