The Old Man and the Mermaid

"I mean..." Eigre looked at the pair of white boxer briefs that Mr. Mermaid was frankly holding in his hand with a complicated expression, and after a pause for several seconds, he said slowly: "...you Just toss it in the dryer first."

When he entered the door, he only saw Mr. Mermaid holding his underwear. Only then did he notice that Mr. Mermaid probably wanted to help him throw the cleaned clothes into the dryer for drying.This feeling is quite subtle, like a friend who kindly prepared a birthday cake for you, but you thought he was going to paste your face with the cake.

Aigre's expression became more and more complicated.

After Mr. Mermaid stared at him for a while, he turned his gaze back to the underwear in his hand.He smiled slightly, threw the underwear into the dryer, and turned to look at Aigle again.

Aigre thought for a long time, and then greeted politely: "Good afternoon, Mr. Yu... well, thank you for handling the pile of clothes for me. I have been busy with other things since I came back last night, so there is no Wash them right away, only to remember to turn on the washing machine this morning."

As he spoke, he put down the big bag in his hand, pulled away the chair in front of the dining table, and poured a glass of water for Mr. Mermaid.

After finishing these, Aigre went into the bathroom, bypassed Mr. Mermaid's fish tail that almost made him have no place to stay, and came to the front of the dryer.When my grandfather was around, the kind mayor of the town sent this dryer here to facilitate his life.It's just a pity that my grandfather didn't like these technological products, and he was still used to drying clothes in the most primitive way, so this dryer was officially used after Aigre came back.

The mermaid watched the movements of Aigre's hands, observed the sequence of the buttons he pressed, and probably figured out the specific steps for using the dryer.

In fact, the use of these machines is not that difficult. He has learned about them from many places, but these big guys are updated too fast, and the categories are also very detailed. Almost every category The same but different models of machines are used in different ways.

Probably because he was vaguely aware of Mr. Mermaid’s thoughts, after setting the time, Egrele explained in passing: “I also tried to understand these things myself after I got home. Those public dryers in the college The method of operation is very different from the one at our home, but it may also be because this one is quite old.”

Mr. Mermaid nodded slightly, and took the lead to go back to the dining table and sit down, so as not to hinder Aigre's actions in the bathroom again.

Aigre washed his face first, and wiped off all the sweat on his face and neck, then put down the towel, turned and walked towards the dining table.

Mr. Mermaid watched him quietly the whole time.The young man's body is indeed very healthy, and it can be seen that he is exercising regularly, rather than letting his body be in a state of laziness like most humans are used to.Although his complexion is quite fair, it is very healthy. When it is not exposed to direct sunlight, it tends to be more wheat-colored, which is quite a standard young boy's complexion.

The color of his hair is also quite strange, it is a color between dark brown and brown-red, but it looks a bit like brown-yellow in places with strong light.Although Mr. Mermaid has never carefully studied human body structure, he guessed that it should be related to genes to a certain extent.

The boy's eyes are obviously much more common in color, but when stared at by these dark brown eyes, it is easy to make people feel quite comfortable.

Mr. Mermaid turned his gaze to Aigre's side neck that was still dripping with fine beads of sweat and the half of his shoulders that could not be covered by the neckline of his short sleeves. He felt like a wretched man who often appeared in human movies.

Coincidentally, seeing Mr. Mermaid's muscular and graceful upper body as always, Egre also felt like a wretched big guy who was often beaten up by decent people in movies.

Two wretched men sat down on both sides of the table facing each other, and at the same time raised their hands and reached for the cup placed in the middle of the table.

"Uh... sorry, this is indeed for you. I just want to remind you not to forget its existence." Aigre coughed lightly, and was about to withdraw his hand when the mermaid grabbed his wrist backhand.

Aigre could feel that the pulse on the inside of his wrist must be jumping like a small salted fish on a frying pan, jumping and jumping... a heroic sacrifice.

But the expression on his face is still very calm and peaceful, and he even has the mood to tease the guest who has been stuffed into his heart, "I originally planned to try my best to pursue you, Mr. Yu, but these few times, I feel instead that I am always being led by the nose by you."

The mermaid laughed, grabbed his wrist, and put his hand on the book that was lying on the edge of the table.

"What is this?" Aigre looked at the book, rubbed the writing with his palm a few times, and asked.

The mermaid picked up a pen and paper and wrote: What you want.

"What do I want?" Aigre thought for a few seconds in silence, and then asked again in a little surprise: "Is the history of the mermaid tribe I mentioned before?"

Mr. Mermaid let go of his wrist, nodded with a smile, but pressed the book when Aigre wanted to pick it up.

Aigre was stunned for a moment, but followed Mr. Mermaid's movement and let go of his hand, asking him what he meant with his eyes.

Mr. Mermaid first picked up the book and put it in his hand, and then wrote on the paper: Wait for you to learn to read first.

Aigre watched him finish the line, coughed awkwardly, and said, "It's not that I can't read, Mr. Fish, I just can't recognize the characters of the mermaid... I still need time, but it's okay , I will be able to read that book smoothly one day."

As he spoke, he glanced at the book with admiration, and then quickly looked away, "But didn't Mr. Yu bring this specially? If it was placed here with me, maybe I would read it out of curiosity. And open it up."

Mr. Mermaid wrote relaxedly: Even if you open it now, you still can’t understand it.

Aigre: "...So this book exists just to whet my appetite?"

Mr. Mermaid nodded calmly again.

Aigre: "..."

Seeing Aigre's expression that obviously wanted to fight with him, the mermaid couldn't help laughing, and then pushed the book to Aigre again, watching him open the first page with leisure.

After carefully observing the book with admiration for a while, Egrele finally closed the book regretfully, and admitted: "I'm indeed still far away, but since Mr. Yu brought it here on purpose, I will try it as soon as possible." figured it out."

Mr. Mermaid knocked left and right on the table twice with the pen holder, took the writing paper again after thinking for a while, and asked: You haven't finished telling the story last time.

Agree asked, "What story?"

Mr. Mermaid kindly reminded: there is a story about underwear.

Aigre: "...Mr. Fish."

The mermaid couldn't help laughing twice again, and raised her eyebrows at Aigre in response.

"Another guy asked me this question in the morning, and I almost got into a fight with him." Aigre looked at him expressionlessly, and clenched his fists twice kindly, "The reason why I didn't fight was because I was afraid of me It was too heavy to beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and it would be difficult for him to see people when he returned."

Mr. Mermaid nodded, and wrote on the paper: You can't beat me until my nose is black and my face is swollen.

This time, it was Eigre who couldn't help laughing first, "I actually don't mind Mr. Yu asking this question, I was the one who said it first... I just got bored for too long recently, and I just want to find someone to do some activities."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly took the water glass and the book on the table and put them aside, then he stretched out his foot and swept towards Mr. Mermaid's fish tail.

The mermaid was still the same as last time, using both hands to avoid the leg swept by Aigre, and by the way, pushed the tables and chairs aside with its fish tail, so as not to be accidentally injured by their actions.

Aigre rolled on the ground after his kick missed, and grabbed the mermaid's shoulders directly with his speed and limited space, and pushed him to the ground with force from his back muscles.

The mermaid is still not used to such large-scale movements on land, but Eigre is actually not too serious now, so dealing with him is not a particularly difficult task.Mr. Mermaid looked at Aigre's obviously very happy eyes, smiled with him, then lifted his fish tail to wrap around Aigre's calf, dragged him away from his body, and pressed him to the cold marble floor of the living room superior.

Aigre was just thrown to the side of the sofa by him, so he didn't back away at all, grabbed the bottom of Mr. Mermaid's fish tail, and dragged him towards him.

The mermaid looked at the part where Aigre was holding her fish tail. In order not to let her sharp scales hurt Aigre's palm, she didn't pull her tail in the opposite direction, but slid it in front of Aigre. In a moment of slack, he raised the fish tail and patted him on the waist, and slapped him to the ground again.

Aigre fell to the ground on his back. When the mermaid stretched out his hand to grab his arm, he also sat up with all his strength, pressed the mermaid's shoulders again, looked down at him from above, and took a breath, "My living room It's still too small, and it's not fun at all."

Mr. Mermaid gave a chuckle in agreement, then raised his hand and touched Aigre's forehead, brushing away the hair that covered his eyes.

Aigre still stared intently at Mr. Mermaid's eyes. After a while, he bent down in a daze of thought. This time, he finally succeeded in continuing the kiss on the bank that was interrupted by the embarrassing incident.