Fish Notes

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After waking up from a long nightmare, the scene of thunder and lightning and turbulent waves seemed to be in front of him, and his mouth seemed to still have a strong salty smell mixed with the rust of biting his tongue.The little fisherman sat up straight and found himself in a small dome house built with stones. Through the window beside the bed, he could see the sea and the sky in the distance. Looking closer, there are coconut trees growing on the golden sandy beach. A few children were laughing and playing, grabbing leaves and putting them on their heads and running around.

The little fisherman came back to his senses, threw off the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.The moment his memory disconnected, those hands, the one who saved him must be the mermaid.And now that he rescued it should be a place where humans live, where did the mermaid go?

Just as he was struggling to move his scratched leg, which was covered with medicine, the door was suddenly opened, and an old woman in a gorgeous dress came in, with flowers on her hair. Seeing that he wanted to come down, she quickly put down the soup bowl in her hand and came over. help.When he spoke, he spoke with a strong local accent, but after careful identification, it was indeed the words from the little fisherman's hometown.

From the mouth of the old woman, the little fisherman knew that this is a big island, and it existed as a transit station during the voyage. Yes, naturally I can talk to him fluently.

The little fisherman anxiously asked if there were any strange creatures nearby. The old woman frowned as if thinking hard for a while, then shook her head to indicate that she hadn't seen any.He asked again carefully, but did not get any information.Did the mermaid leave him on the shore?The little fisherman couldn't stay for a moment, and wished he could go to a place on the side of the island that was said to be called Moon Bay, which was the side closest to the birthplace of the mermaid.

"By the way, the person with you asked you to wait for him here." The old woman suddenly remembered something, and asked to keep the little fisherman who was about to go out.He felt very strange and asked the old woman to describe the other person's appearance. But the old woman was old and her memory was not good. She remembered a tall man who was found lying on the beach with the little fisherman. After waking up, the little fisherman did not open his eyes after waiting for a long time. Before leaving, he told the old woman to let the little fisherman wait quietly.

Could it be... a mermaid?

But his heart was still full of uncertainties. After repeated persuasion, the little fisherman had no choice but to drink the hot soup obediently, and then lay down on the bed to rest.He didn't know what soothing things were put in the soup, but after a while he became drowsy and immersed in chaotic thoughts.

A few days later, the injuries on his body were healed, and he no longer staggered when he walked. The little fisherman really couldn't wait any longer and walked out slowly.The afternoon sun was still a bit dazzling, he came out in a hurry, without a hat, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.Walking along the beach, I saw many children playing, fishermen drying their fishing nets, and the hot sand under their feet, all the same as in the fishing village before.

It's just that there is no mermaid in his arms.

The rising waves rolled over the ankles mischievously, itching, with a cool feeling, leaving one or two small shells from time to time.But the little fisherman was not very interested, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find any traces of the silver-white hair or fish tail on the sea surface, so he hung his head and just walked forward.

"Woo!" Accidentally bumped into something, the little fisherman lost his balance and fell backwards. He was about to fall into the sand, and then he was hugged just right, and the tip of his nose touched the other's generous chest.The little fisherman was startled, and without thinking about apologizing, he stretched out his hand to push subconsciously, but he was caught and pressed to his heart. The other party smiled, and the bottom of his hand trembled slightly.

He raised his head and stared at him with his eyes wide open as if he couldn't believe it. In the dazzling sunlight, what was more eye-catching was the other party's long silver-white loose hair and deep olive green eyes.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

The tears couldn't be held back at once, the little fisherman choked up, raised his arms and hugged the other party's neck, buried his head in the socket of his shoulder and began to cry.The other party patted his back lightly, calming down his trembling body little by little, and then he lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I'm here."

I am back.

It was really embarrassing, the little fisherman cried for a long time before letting go of his hands to wipe away his tears.For a young man, and for him as an older brother, such a display of weakness was outrageous.But as far as he could see was the handsome face of the mermaid with a gentle smile, his ears turned red inexplicably, and he murmured not knowing how to respond.

Interested in his shy look, the mermaid held the little fisherman's face, lowered her head and kissed him.It was the familiar breath, the wet lips between each other, it became more and more unbearable after reuniting after a long absence, the little fisherman stuck out the tip of his tongue unconsciously, and was soon sucked by some rough, smacking sound, which made people feel more emotional in their ears.

It's really... no shame, only knowing to do intimate acts with your partner.

The wetness and slipperiness of each other are constantly intertwined, greedily snatching such a familiar breath, and at the same time exploring every warmth and heat vigorously, only letting go until the tongue is numb and the teeth are sore.The little fisherman was not used to being kissed like this, he leaned on the mermaid's chest and panted softly, still stubbornly looking up, curling the corners of his mouth.

Even though his face is supposed to be quite inferior compared to his fellow race in his memory, the love overflowing from the eyes of the little fisherman is already the most beautiful scenery in the world.From the first time I met her, my heart was moved. Until now, this feeling has become more intense. I can only wait for my breathing to calm down a little, but I still can't restrain myself from deeply plundering the sweetness in the other party's mouth.

"Stop, stop..." A few pleads came out of his throat, the little fisherman was almost unable to stand up, and before he could calm down just now, he turned his head and was gagged again, wantonly stirring and licking in his mouth.The grown-up mermaid not only has a body no different from that of a human being, but is also much stronger and taller than the little fisherman, almost rubbing him in when hugging.

Finally let go, the little fisherman was already in tears, sucked his nose, and covered his eyes in embarrassment.The mermaid approached again, calling his name, and licked his lower lip vigorously, as if teasing him.As if thinking of something, the little fisherman put down his hand, put on his usual calm look, and coughed a few times, except for the red ears and slightly swollen lips showing a bit of embarrassment.Not to be outdone, he stood on tiptoe and bit the mermaid's lips so hard that blood oozes from the teeth marks, dyeing the lips a brighter red.

It was a response to that day... an imprint that belonged only to him.

The mermaid understood, and happily wiped the wound with the tip of her tongue, lowering her head and smiling at the little fisherman.The little fisherman was also amused by him, took the other's big hand, and walked back with his fingers clasped tightly.

Well, found you.

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The little fisherman will hit his lover when he bows his head, but I will only hit the electric pole when I lower my head