Fish Notes

When he grew up, the little fisherman began to go to sea alone.The neighbor's uncle was taken by his son to live in the town, so he sold his old boat to a small fisherman at a low price.In fact, it was meant to be a gift instead of a sale. After all, the uncle was kind-hearted, but the little fisherman insisted on signing the IOU, and the uncle accepted it with a sigh.

The little fisherman slowly moved to a farther place. His fear of the sea is still there, but it is not as strong as before. It is more because he is not interested in the outside world.Life is ordinary, just live it day by day, he has nothing to pursue.

I don’t know why recently, the rewards of going to sea are quite good, those fish are blindfolded and are desperately drilling into the net.The little fisherman also showed a rare smile. After being tired for many days, he decided to take a rest.He has very few activities on weekdays, and most of his free time is bored at home reading.It was a habit I learned from my mother, and it also benefited from the various books and newspapers my father brought back from outside.

However, today, on a whim, he took out the fishing rod that his father had left at home, wiped it carefully to remove the dust, picked up the small bucket and went to the shore to fish.The weather was fine and the sea was calm. The little fisherman was sitting on the edge of the reef and taking a nap with his straw hat tilted.Occasionally, a few seagulls landed nearby, splashed a burst of water, and then huffed away.None of this cheered him up, but he half-closed his eyes and looked at it, his head drooping a little bit.

Now, no fish has taken the bait, and the buoy has been floating along the water waves, but it does not sink.

Suddenly, there was a loud splash, and the fishing rod in his hand was pulled out.The little fisherman was startled, and fell into the water before he could react.The cold sea water rushed in from all directions, and the little fisherman accidentally choked a few times, his lungs were burning.He hurried upstream, but at this moment, there was a weight on his waist, as if something was hanging on it.

The little fisherman was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and the palm touched a soft section, like human skin.He restrained his sourness and opened his eyes to look, only to find that he had grabbed a child's arm and wrapped it around his waist.

Fortunately, the water was not deep, and it didn't take much effort to drag another person. The little fisherman quickly swam back to the reef and climbed up with the child in his arms.After taking a few breaths of fresh air, he looked down and met a pair of big green eyes, full of curiosity and ignorance.

Wait, what's the matter with this kid?

He couldn't help letting go of his hand, and the child babbled and rolled around on the reef.At this time, the sky was already bright, and by the sunshine, the little fisherman saw the child's face clearly. The long silver-white hair was wet by the water, sticking to the naked little body, but where the legs should be, but It's a wagging fish tail.

Fish, fish tail?

The little fisherman's eyes widened, and his mind was filled with the legends his father had told.Legend has it that there is a human-like creature with a human body and a fish tail that haunts the high seas, luring people who come and go by its incomparable beauty and melodious singing.Once tempted, most people will follow obsessively until they fall into the sea and disappear.

Although the child in front of him was still very young, the fish tail was real. The little fisherman tremblingly leaned over and touched it. It was really cold and smooth, and his fingertips were accidentally cut by the scales.The child kept watching his movements, and when he saw the bleeding, he shouted something in a strange tone, and then opened his mouth to take the little fisherman's finger into his mouth.

The little fisherman was stunned, and couldn't think of what to do for a moment. When the child's tongue licked the wound and felt a warm feeling, he trembled all over, and then pulled out his hand suddenly.The child opened his mouth slightly, revealing his pointed canine teeth, with a dazed look on his face.Regardless of his drenching, the little fisherman blushed and turned his head, took off his shirt and fumbled to wrap the child up.Just after being stimulated, he suddenly realized that the child was still naked. Out of gentlemanly demeanor, he felt that a lady should not be exposed like this.

Well, well, there's really nothing to see at all.

The child curiously tugged at the fabric on his body, for the little mermaid, these were all things she had never touched with her own hands.It is too small, so small that it only knows how to swim and swim along the way, and it is already very difficult to stabilize itself in the turbulent current, and it never gets close to those big ships.

The little fisherman curled his mouth, but to be honest, he was a little scared.But now, the legendary creature appeared in front of his eyes, not only did not hurt him, but was foolishly playing with the buttons on his chest, making an "ah oh" sound.

Since it wasn't a drowning child, he didn't have to pay too much attention to it.The little fisherman is not a bad-hearted person, nor does he have any intention of tricking children, so he got up and clapped his hands with the wooden barrel and was about to leave.Since his parents passed away, he didn't care much about many things. "Let's go, don't go near the shore anymore." Regardless of whether the child could understand or not, the little fisherman turned and left, leaving behind a string of wet footprints.

The child raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but he didn't catch up. That's right, half of its big tail was still submerged in the water, so it couldn't go ashore.It buried its head in sniffing the clothes, seemed to be pleased by the smell, groaned a few words, grabbed the fabric in Xiaorou's hand, and slipped into the water as soon as it loosened.

There was a splash of water, and the sea became calm again.

The little fisherman was walking home with an empty wooden bucket, and he sneezed when he opened the door and walked in. He quickly put down his things and changed his clothes.The wound on the finger had healed at some point, and there was not even a trace of scab.He twirled his fingers, the wet feeling seemed to be still there, making him smile.

The child's chubby appearance still touched his heart. The little fisherman quite liked this child, but today's meeting might be the last one.Creatures like the little mermaid always belonged to the sea.

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