he from the deep sea

Fu Yang, the child's impression on the sea monster is actually quite deep compared to others.

He is more active, serious, and hard-working than other children, and he is also uglier than other children.

This ugliness comes from the scar on Fu Yang's face.

"I want to know..." The sea monster's eyes trembled slightly, "Can't you see your eyes?"

The sea monster really didn't pay attention to whether the eyes of this little miscellaneous fish could be seen, because the scar on the face made the face look a bit weird, so he naturally didn't pay attention.

only……

The sea monster stretched out its hand and carefully pressed the eyes of the child's swollen face, and only then covered the lifeless eyes that had been hidden in the shadows.

"Yes." Fu Yang ignored the tingling pain on his cheek and said lightly.

"Ever, did it see it?" the sea monster continued to ask.

"Yes." Fu Yang, who always cared about his blind eyes, was not angry for the first time when others touched his wound.

"Is it the same person who made it invisible, and the scars on your body?"

Fu Yang lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Is that person your close relative?" The sea monster's question made Fu Yang tremble subconsciously, but he quickly calmed down.

A faint smile appeared on the other half of Fu Yang's cheek: "Yes."

"That person... who is it?"

Several affirmative answers made the sea monster seem to outline the child's past, his race, and may abandon weak children, but he will definitely not make his own children weak.

Humans, however, are the only race capable of doing such a thing.

"It's mine, father." Fu Yang raised his eyes to those of the sea monster, "My biological father."

Human beings are cruel, and such cruelty is not only aimed at others, but also at themselves.

"I want to know everything about you."

The sea monster sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, watching the child take off his clothes in front of him, revealing the scars all over his body.

Fu Yang caressed his calf, and it was a scar stitched by needlework: "Here, when I was five years old, my father came back from alcoholism. Because he was in a bad mood, he stepped on my leg directly. After breaking the bone, he went to the hospital and stayed. .”

Fu Yang opened his legs, and on the inside was a scar from being burned by an unknown object.

"This is when I was seven years old, when I disobeyed my father and used money to buy toys for my younger sister, my father burned me with a cigarette butt."

Fu Yang didn't seem to care at all, showing a strange scar on his back.

"When I was still seven years old, my father was unconscious because he smoked too much. After breaking the porcelain bowl at home, he pressed me on the scar left by the broken porcelain."

Sentence by sentence, time after time, the sea monster discovered for the first time that there were almost no scars on the child's body, and what the child was saying would still use the word father.

As if ironically, it stated the crime and cruelty of that man.

The obviously uneven tone made the sea monster outline a powerful and irresistible object in his mind. Perhaps Fu Yang himself hadn't noticed it, but the fear of the so-called father had already taken root in his heart.

It is almost an irreversible fear, so the strength this child yearns for has no boundaries, no self-awareness, just to be stronger and not let anyone oppress him.

But that's all, this fear will not disappear just because he becomes stronger, but will be entangled in this child like a demon over time, and he will never be able to get rid of this haze.

"When I was eight years old, all the money in the family was completely squandered. My father had an addiction attack, hacked my mother to death, and wanted to attack me and my sister."

Fu Yang's fingers touched his cheek.

"In order to protect my sister, I lost half of my face and one of my eyes." Fu Yang stroked his eyes, "But I survived, the price...is very small."

The sea monster remained silent, looking at the child, at this time Fu Yang sat directly beside the sea monster, leaning on his arm regardless of the coldness of the sea monster's body.

"These scars tell me how fragile I was, and I will look at him and become stronger."

The sea monster was silent, looking at the moonlight outside the window.

The little miscellaneous fish lied.

The scars on his body are not the encouragement of his strong vigilance, but the shackles that let him know that he is weak.

Because he knew how fragile he was, he couldn't face the strength he might gain in the future.

"What's your definition of being strong?" The sea monster didn't expect that one day he would use words to tell his children how to be strong, instead of directly practicing it.

"No one can bully me, and I can protect anyone."

With a very Fu Yang-style answer, the sea monster smiled.

"Then you just want to become a physically strong person? Exercise your body, learn martial arts, etc?" Although the martial arts of people look boring to him, they are much better than not.

"..." Fu Yang's eyes flickered, and he looked up at the sea monster.

"As long as someone calls, can you call back yourself?"

Fu Yang was silent, obviously agreeing with this statement.

The sea monster laughed, this is indeed a world where the weak prey on the strong, but Fu Yang thought too naively.

No creature dared to attack the sea monster, or even dare to run wild on his territory. He never controlled those creatures, so why would they be afraid?

"True power is not just suppression by force, but that even if you do nothing, others will fear your existence."

How humans did this, the sea monster doesn't know, but he once knew through the mouth of the sacrifice that in the human world, the empire is powerful and inviolable.

Just making the enemy fearful when they hear the name is the symbol of strength and ability.

"No matter how hard your fist is, it can't resist everything. You can hurt anyone, but you can never fundamentally shake a person's foundation."

The sea monster seemed to remember that no matter how many people he drowned or killed, he still couldn't stop the continuous stream of human beings.

There is still no way to protect the life of that sacrifice.

There was doubt in Fu Yang's eyes, na na: "Then if it gets to that point, will someone still come to provoke you?"

"Then make him regret being your enemy." The sea monster seemed to have remembered something and was in a bad mood.

Fu Yang stared blankly at the sea monster: "Can I do that?"

The sea monster's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the child next to him. This child was thin, ugly, and threatening.

but……

"Yes." The sea monster didn't know what kind of mood he agreed to answer, but everything was calm and normal.

Fu Yang lowered his head and reached out to pinch the sea monster's fingers. Such a soft hand may not look amazing, but it shattered the hard ground.

The shock of that moment made the two people even have no chance to be afraid, so they could only flee in panic.

He may not be able to do the sea monster, but...

"If you want, I can remove your scars, let you have a good right eye, throw away the unnecessary past, and start over like an ordinary child."

The Kraken didn't have to take a hard decision to make this decision, after all, he was his child.

"We have no money."

Fu Yang thought that the sea monster was going to the hospital, but he directly covered his intact left eye and put it on the bed.

"I don't need any money." The sea monster whispered in Fu Yang's ear, "As long as you are willing."

He couldn't see anything anymore, but he could clearly feel the sea monster around him, and the clear smell of water was exuding anytime and anywhere. It was so cold, but it made him feel at ease.

Fu Yang opened his mouth: "I am willing..."

He wants to be this man's child, the real man's child, to survive hard, and to find the future he yearns for with this man.

There is no past, no fear, but being guided so simply, to what this man promised him, even if it is a mirror image.

real newborns.

The sea monster laughed.

"Then endure it." The sea monster said, "No matter how painful it is, endure it, don't move, don't make a sound."

When the extreme pain came from his body, Fu Yang gasped, as if the skin had been torn from his body, he wished he could die.

Obviously already instinctively going to resist, but the man's last words still echoed in his mind.

—Don't move, don't make a sound.

It was like torture from hell, but the moment something pierced into his right eye, Fu Yang felt that he had no words to describe the pain.

How time passed, how he survived, everything is unknown.

Fu Yang fainted completely.

When Fu Yang woke up leisurely, he was alone.

The memory came back in an instant, and Fu Yang shrank subconsciously, but the pain seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't even recall the memory.

He sat up, but found that his whole body was indescribably relaxed, even...

His right eye regained its light.

Fu Yang walked towards the mirror in disbelief. In the mirror, he seemed to have been reborn.

There are no ugly scars, no blind right eye, no hideous half face, everything in the past seems to be a dream.

Fu Yang's pupils trembled, and he didn't even have time to feel joy. He turned around and wanted to find the man he was looking for.

"Dad...Dad..."

When Fu Yang opened the bathroom door and saw the sea monster lying in the bathtub, he was suddenly deprived of his breath.

The already pale face became even paler, and the bathtub where the sea monster was lying was covered with red blood.

Drops of blood dripped onto the white tiles, and a strange flower bloomed.