Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

When Klein put on clean clothes and came out of the bathroom, Wenger, Ferguson, and Locke were decorating the living room with Patton.

Wenger hung a colored ribbon on the window sill. He lowered his head and saw Klein's reflection through the window. He turned his head with a smile and called Klein to help him out of nowhere.

The two stood side by side in front of the window. After Wenger explained where Klein hung the ribbon, he chatted with him: "I'm really sorry today. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you pick up the ball."

Among Sweet's three friends, Locke either spoke harshly to Klein, or did not pretend to speak;

Ferguson didn't say anything sarcastic on purpose, but he always inadvertently said something that Klein couldn't handle;

Only Wenger is the most pleasant-looking, outgoing and easy to get along with. Every time he comes out to smooth things over, and often helps Klein out of siege, Klein has the best impression of him.

As soon as he mentioned this matter, Klein became at a loss, quickly shook his head and said, "It's none of your business, it's because I didn't grasp the distance well, and I threw away the maracas to spoil your interest."

"Sand balls are not as important as you? Sweet is very important to you. If something happens to you, let alone a birthday celebration, you may be kicked out in a fit of anger!"

Wenger spoke seriously, and finally blinked his right eye at Klein meaningfully. Klein's brain was running slowly, and the memory of more than 20 minutes ago came back instantly——

That was the first time he was so close to Sweet, as long as he raised his hand, he could touch Sweet's chest.

The water dripping from Sweet's hair was itchy on his arm, and the itching penetrated into the skin, turned into reptiles and crawled through the blood vessels of his body, making him feel untimely hot.

He didn't dare to move in Sweet's arms, and Sweet didn't notice his abnormality, so he carried him back to the big house and handed it to Patton, and went upstairs to take a shower.

Klein regained his composure and wanted to go home, but was stopped by Wenger.

Wenger said: "I took you here. If I let you go back like this, how can I explain to your grandpa? It just so happens that we are going to celebrate Sweet's birthday at night, so you go take a bath and rest during the birthday celebration." For a while, you won’t worry your grandpa.”

Ferguson likes to be lively, and he was the first to agree with Wenger's proposal, even Locke was rare to chime in.

But Klein thought: If it wasn't because he was drowning, Sweet wouldn't have hit half of the maracas to save him. It's a rare birthday for him, so how could he have the nerve to stay here because he messed it up like this?

Wenger saw his concerns, moved out of Sweet, and said: "This is probably Sweet's last birthday here, you are his friend, don't you want to help him celebrate?"

Klein was taken aback. That's right, he almost forgot that Sweet was only recuperating here temporarily.

Neither he nor his friends have been able to integrate into the life of Port Paloy. Now that his illness is getting better, it will be a matter of time before he leaves.

Earlier today he also saw Sweet's back, beautiful neckline, delicate butterfly bone...

Thinking that this big house will be vacant in the future like it has been for the past 17 years, melancholy draped over him like an invisible cloak.

Birthday.

Klein thought of the swan brooch with sapphires. Isn't this a good opportunity to give the brooch to Sweet?

The lake-green eyes were sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Under Wenger's earnest gaze, Klein nodded solemnly.

He didn't bring the brooch with him when he went out in the afternoon, so Klein had to go home to get it. He didn't tell Wenger about it until the golden ribbon in front of the window was hung up and decorated with a few elemental balls.

Wenger's eyes turned on him, and he repeatedly urged: "You must come back, or I will go to your house to find you."

Klein reassured Wenger, and quickly left the yard of Sweet's house.

On the way home, he tidied his clothes carefully, and prepared an excuse to cover up what happened in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, when he got home, his grandfather didn't ask anything. He still remembered that it was Sweet's birthday, and he wanted Klein to bring a pot of fish Soup passed.

Klein didn't tell his grandpa about the fish soup, so he had to beat around the bush and let his grandpa go to rest. He ran upstairs to find the brooch in a few steps, and ran out of the house as soon as he was notified.

After tossing back and forth for so long, the sky gradually dimmed, and the broken gemstones in the swan's eyes refracted subtle light under the rising moonlight.

Klein held up the brooch and found it more and more beautiful. When his fingers slid across the swan's neck, it seemed to touch the back of Sweet's neck.

There was a thump in his heart, as if something was preventing Klein from thinking further. He frowned and thought for a moment, but he couldn't figure out why. He simply smiled openly and grabbed the brooch into his hand.

The yard of Sweet’s house is not far away, and the two-color flowers in the flower bed and the fish pond turned into black shadows and stood in the night.

The back of the big house was against the dark blue night sky, and the light in the living room spilled into the yard through the window. There was no one in front of the window, only the elemental ball that Klein hung up by himself was shaking in front of the glass.

Where did people go?Are you still busy furnishing the house?

Klein didn't disturb Butler Parton, and pushed open the courtyard door to enter. When he was about to reach the door, he caught a glimpse of the two-color flower that had turned into ice blue. He glanced at the brooch in his hand, and suddenly felt blessed——

He just knew that today was Sweet's birthday, and he came out in a hurry just now, he only remembered to bring the brooch, but forgot to pack it.

Wenger’s gift must be exquisite and expensive. It would be too casual for him to send a bare brooch directly. Now it’s night, and it’s just right to use blue petals of two-colored flowers for decoration, so that it won’t look so simple.

Klein turned down the gravel road and came to the flower bed. Just as he was about to bend down to pick two-colored flowers, a bright color flickered in his peripheral vision.

He straightened up abruptly, looked towards the place that had just flickered, and by the light from the window, he found something lying in the grass outside the window.

He doesn't care about what's in other people's yards, Klein thought so and turned back to pinch his hand on the pedicle of a two-color flower. Just as he was about to force his fingertips, the impression left in his eyes by a glimpse emerged in the dimness. come out.

...It seems a little familiar.

Klein straightened up and thought about it—that thing would glow in the moonlight, maybe it was something precious?

He let go of the flower stem in his hand, and walked towards the window, getting closer and closer, and something shining with light came into view.

A string of bracelets made of small white shells and shiny pearls is lying quietly among the grass.

Dirt was stained between the grains of the small shells, and even a few shells were covered by sand under the grass roots, which looked like they had been lying here for a long time.

Even the pearl was covered in dust, like the swan brooch in Klein's hand, even under the reflection of several light element magic balls hanging in the window, it could only reflect a faint light.

If he hadn't gone to the window to pick flowers on a whim, no one would have noticed that a pearl had fallen in such a place.

The moment he saw the bracelet, fish ponds, flower beds, and the fish soup made by his grandfather appeared in front of him one after another. Before he could sort out the connection between these things, he heard a few voices coming from the room——

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