The whole world wants to be sucked by him

Shu Qing clearly remembers every frame of getting along with the teenager thousands of years ago. Those memories of growing up together have not been gradually weathered and dissipated with the passage of time, but are always shining like the sun and the moon in the sky.

In the beginning, he didn't live in the castle's pool, but after the boy entered school and began to live, he was transferred from the sea tank in the boy's bedroom to the pool by the servants.

He still remembers the five or six-year-old child, who watched him curiously through the glass of the sea tank when he first brought him home.

The pupils are round, the eyes are big and bright, and there seems to be dawn flowing inside.

Clean, beautiful, innocent kid.

The child was too close, his face was pressed against the glass, and his milky white skin was about to bear red marks.Instinctively he didn't want this to happen, so he swam forward by himself.

"Brother, look, the little mermaid can spit bubbles!" The child looked very happy, and raised his head to talk to the tall vampire.

Shu Qing could clearly see the slightly sunken dimples.

He didn't explain to the child that he was not a mermaid but a siren, but the name "Bubble" was finalized this time.

When I wanted to explain it later, when I met the child's eyes, it seemed that I couldn't tell this fact again.

Children have always wanted to own a mermaid from fairy tales.

He grew up with such expectations as a child, the legendary, vicious siren.

"Mermaids sing very well, I want Bubbles to sing to lull me to sleep!" The child smiled as sweetly as a piece of Hein candy, but turned around but puffed up and refused the blood who wanted to hug him, "I don't want my brother, you sing I can't sleep at all!"

After taking on the role of sleeper, he found himself receiving a lot of jealousy.

Yes, jealous.

The Creator seems to have wiped out the singing talents of all blood races except children, and other blood races who cannot personally put each other to sleep are very unwilling and jealous of him.

He enjoyed such jealousy, but at the same time he was worried.

He doesn't know how his singing ability compares with that of the mermaid. If he is not as good as the mermaid, he worries that the child will be disappointed or abandon him.

"The book says that the tails of mermaids are beautiful warm colors. Does Bubbles have golden tails?" the child asked him while holding the storybook.

He could only return with silence.

He is not enough to sing and can still practice, but he will not have a golden tail like a mermaid after all.

Therefore, when Shu Qing saw the young man after a thousand years, he heard that the unknown mermaid told him

With the "warm golden" tail as an excuse to attract the boy's attention, he almost lost his mind.

He wanted to ignore those magical photography creatures that were still recording, and just surround the boy with him.

After a long wait of three centuries, it took him another six centuries to prove that he was the most capable song of all living things.

But the fish tail is born and cannot be changed.

A soft touch covered the top of his head.

"I didn't look at their tails." Yizhi said seriously, "I'm not friends with them yet, at least not as close friends as Pao Pao."

The teenager only regarded this matter as possessiveness among friends.

The sirens don't speak.

Yizhi suddenly felt something small slipped across his knees, and he stretched out his hand to the surface of the water.

What was fished out were two pearls.

Pure white, with a light silver luster under the hazy light.

"...Does the siren drop pearls too?" Yizhi looked at the pearls in his hand curiously.Strange, don't sirens have tear ducts?

The siren who was pierced by magic raised his head, his expression was still calm, but his eyes were as deep as the sea, "Mermaid, you like it."

He tried his best to be the boy he expected to be.

His ferocious nature can be suppressed, and he is willing to be easily tamed by the other party; it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a tear gland, he has the magic of making pearls in his inherited memory; through repeated training, he has now broken the impression that the mermaid singing is the best among all races.

"It doesn't have to be a mermaid, bubbles are good enough." Yi Zhi entered the water, put his arms around Siren's neck, buried his face in the other's shoulder, and rubbed affectionately like when he was hugged and acted like a spoiled brother many times before. .

On the night when the seasons alternate between the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the evening breeze is slightly cool, but the water in the pool is warm. It is not difficult to guess that it is the ability of the siren.

"It doesn't matter if I'm not a mermaid, because I've always been accompanied by Bubbles." The young man said seriously, the stars in the sky and in the pool couldn't match his pair of slightly curved peach blossom eyes, "The one who coaxes me to sleep is, So did the one who taught me how to sing."

"Besides, Pao Pao is already better than all the fish to achieve the current results." Yizhi felt that the fish he raised were a little unconfident.

This is not good.

He continued: "You are the best and most powerful singer among all races."

The siren did not speak, or the summer night wind swept away his speech ability.

His chest pounded.

The apex of the heart is hot.

He didn't dare to hug the boy too tightly, for fear that the temperature in his heart would burn him.

He may be sick, and it seems like something is about to jump out.

"Hmm...what happened to the tail?" Yizhi asked

The question I wanted to ask at the beginning.

He still remembered that when the siren just took shape, its tail was stone blue like a quiet sea, and the light of the setting sun shone like it was splashed into a sea, sparkling.

When he saw it again tonight, the fish's tail had turned into the dark blue of a dry and cold deep pool, as if it had quickly faded to ashes, and it was also filled with death.

Yizhi subconsciously wanted to touch the scales of the fish, but Shu Qing avoided him.

"Is it okay?" Yizhi asked, he was a little worried that such a change would be harmful to the Sirens.

The other party just shook his head silently.

Shu Qing didn't know how and couldn't explain it.

At the beginning, he had accepted the inheritance memory in advance, and waited at the agreed place before the end of the third year. When the sea ice condensed and melted, and the summer seabirds flew back, he still didn't wait for the boy.

Maybe it was abandoned.he thinks.

All hope is lost.

But I heard Xiagui Hainiao's carol about "Savior"——

What he waited for was deeper despair.

Like several others, he made a deal with another world, and the end result was a resurrection circle.

The newly grown fish scales are even uglier than the original ones.The siren's lips were pursed into a straight line, and she changed into a humanoid form, carrying the boy ashore.

The clothes of the two people after they got out of the water were re-dried under the effect of magic.

"Go back and rest, I will have class tomorrow." Shu Qing avoided the original topic, even though he still wanted to spend more time with the other party, it was already very late.

Yizhi could see that he didn't want to continue talking, so he obediently waved goodbye to the siren, "Good night."

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On the way back, I didn't meet any magical photography creatures.

Yizhi checked the system panel in his mind, and found a new prompt on it——

[Do you want to spend 999 love points to exchange for a chance to identify any item? ]

Identify...any item?

Yizhi thought of the pile of ashes with no visible raw materials on the magic circle before.He stuffed the cloth bag with a pinch of ashes into the suitcase before coming to training camp.

I chose [Yes] without any hesitation.

[The exchange was successful. ]

[How to use the function of identifying items: hold the item you want to identify and transfer it to the system, and you can get the identification result after 24 hours. ]

After reading how to use it, Yi Zhi quickened his pace back to the dormitory.

He simply said goodnight to the other students, went to the second floor and opened the door of the dormitory.

Ye Zhi, who met his roommate's eyes, suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Why did he feel that the werewolf roommate sitting by the bed looked at him inappropriately?