Mu Sirong's green eyes looked somewhat deep. He raised his head and looked into the distance at the deep blue line in the distant sky. As if something had happened, a soft light appeared in his eyes, and then, it was covered by a trace of bloodthirsty cold light.
"Little girl, tell me, are there mermaids in this world?"
He asked again.
Lan Duoduo was speechless, her whole body was in pain, her throat was dry, and she didn't want to say a word.
The blood on her body had dried up and stained her clothes, with wounds of varying sizes exposed, looking horrifying.
Why was she asked this question? How should she answer
"What do you think?"
She pursed her lips and asked cautiously.
"I think so."
"Why?" Lan Duoduo couldn't help but ask.
As far as she knew, mermaids were creatures that only existed in fairy tales in the eyes of humans. People like Mu Sirong didn't look like people who believed in fairy tales.
Could it be because of the "she" he mentioned
"She told me that in this world, there is a race of mermaids living in the deep sea. It is a happy and peaceful place. There is no sadness, no pain, only ordinary happiness, so ordinary that it makes people feel lonely."
Lan Duoduo opened her eyes wide in disbelief. This was talking about the mermaid tribe, exactly.
"She also told me that all mermen in the mermaid tribe have heterochromatic eyes."
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Lan Duoduo, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes. Lan Duoduo turned her head away guiltily.
"Tell me, is what she said true?"
Lan Duoduo became more and more curious about the "she" that Mu Sirong mentioned.
"Do you believe that there are really mermaids in this world?"
"I believe it." He believed everything she said.
"Mu Sirong," Lan Duoduo gritted her teeth and asked as if she had made up her mind, "Who is she?"
Mu Sirong was silent for a while, then he spoke in a slightly heavy tone, "She is my mother."
"Mom? So she is now..."
"She is in this ocean right now. You know, my green eyes are inherited from her."
Lan Duoduo felt a little disappointed. It turned out that Mu Sirong, like Jun Yue, was also a child who lost his mother early.
"Okay, now, do you want to hear my story?"
He said faintly.
Lan Duoduo pouted. Did she have the right to say no? The answer was no.
There was no part of her body that didn't hurt. Her body was covered with snake bites. Although there were many wounds, there was no flesh lost anywhere.
I think it was because Mu Sirong brought himself out before the snakes bit off his flesh.
Lan Duoduo was now somewhat relieved. Fortunately, the water that was splashed on her just now was fresh water, not sea water.
Otherwise, Mu Sirong would not be in such a mood to tell her stories and discuss the issue of mermaids.
Now that her true form had been revealed, she would probably be like what was shown on TV, locked up in chains, and then sent to a research institute for dissection and research.
Just thinking about it, Lan Duoduo felt her scalp tingling.
"That story happened many, many years ago, and it also took place on this island."
Mu Sirong slowly began to tell a story from a long, long time ago, or it could be said that it was a past event.
Lan Duoduo had a feeling that this matter must be complicated, and perhaps it was related to why Mu Sirong hated Jun Yue so much, so she secretly unfastened the secret buckle on the bracelet.