Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

When Klein had time, he went to the next door to see the growth of the two-color flower, about three or four times a week, and every time he went, he would bring the fish soup made by his grandfather.

For the first time, I met Sweet reading a book on the balcony on the second floor, and I haven't seen Sweet's shadow since.

Klein went to ask Butler Parton, but Butler Parton kept secret, and said after a long time: "Young master has been getting sick recently."

"Repeat?" Klein never dared to ask what kind of illness Sweet had.

After Butler Parton said this, Klein immediately felt that Sweet's fairness and elegance were indeed mixed with a trace of morbid weakness.

Klein seldom gets sick. Even if he occasionally catches a typhoid fever, he can still be alive and well the next day after drinking a bowl of hot soup and sleeping.

The most serious disease in his cognition is the rheumatism that afflicted his grandfather, and Sweet's disease seems to be far from rheumatism.

He asked: "How can we prevent the disease from recurring?"

Parton saw his worry, and comforted him: "It's just periodic, it's not a serious illness, and it will be fine when you feel better after a while."

Parton just casually found an excuse for Sweet's transformation period, but Klein really heard it, thinking about how to make Sweet happy every day.

For him, being able to run freely on the beach, play sandball with friends on the coast, and go out to sea in a spirit-powered boat to enjoy the sea breeze is the happiest.

Will these Sweets like it?

One day, when Klein came back from the market, he saw someone on the balcony on the second floor of the big house. He rushed back and greeted him outside the iron fence of Sweet's house.

Sweet was leaning on a chair with his legs folded and reading a book. When he heard the shouts, he raised his head and saw Klein waving outside the door.

He put the book on the table, got up and walked to the edge of the balcony, condescendingly, raised his voice politely and said: "Patton has gone to town." He didn't intend to go down to open the door.

Klein hadn't spoken to Sweet for a while, and seeing him walking towards him, a head of blond hair emerged from the shade of the parasol, shining brightly in the sun.

Sweet's blue eyes always give people a sense of sober indifference, the neck and wrists exposed by the collar and cuffs of the shirt are transparent white, the blue blood vessels are winding under the skin, and the hands on the railing are only clear. , tendons are distinct.

For no reason, Klein thought of the cold fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose when he was close to Sweet, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, making his mouth dry for a while.

"you……"

Sweet didn't hear clearly, looked over with a pair of blue eyes, supported the railing on the second floor with one hand, and asked, "What?"

"I," Klein was taken aback by his bold idea, and he stood still for a while before he came to his senses and said incoherently, "Fishing, going to sea... No, I mean, do you want to try fishing at sea? "

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the edges of the parasols on the balcony swayed.

Black and white seabirds fly overhead.

Sweet's sharp eyes blinked slowly, and asked in confusion, "What?"

Klein was sure that Sweet had heard him clearly, but he still asked questions because he didn't understand his invitation.

This invitation was really inexplicable, and the moment he said it, he regretted it.

Just imagine that scene a little bit to know how inappropriate it is.

There is a fishy smell on the fishing boat, and there are shirtless fishermen everywhere in the cabin on the deck. When casting and retrieving the net, they have to shout, and the sea water and sweat will splash everywhere.

People like Sweet cannot go on fishing boats, and their hands are not suitable for pulling rough net ropes, but only suitable for stroking the clean spine of books.

Otherwise it would be as out of place as when he looked in the mirror in a big house.

—If only I could touch Sweet's hand.

If it weren't for this strange thought, he wouldn't have said the wrong thing.

Klein shook his head annoyedly, took a step back, and said, "It's nothing, I'll go to sea tomorrow and come back with a gift for you!"

When Patton came back, Sweet moved from the balcony to the living room.

"Your Highness, the weather is fine today, why didn't you read a book on the balcony?"

Without looking up, Sweet turned a page and said, "It's too noisy outside."

Patton put away the things he had bought in the city, and said, "Your Highness, I met Master Klein when I came back, and he asked me to bring you the fish soup."

Sweet stopped turning the page, frowned, and ordered: "Dump it."

"..." The fish soup that Klein sent all ended up being the same, and Patton said regretfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

When Klein was tossing his diving equipment at home, he heard voices coming from outside the door. He put down the sky magic ball and went out, only to find that it was Patton talking to his grandfather.

"My young master is very grateful for the fish soup you sent, and asked me to send it here."

"There's nothing to thank for the hands-on thing, you're too kind."

"Master Klein helped us solve a big problem, so..."

"Young master or not, you can call him Klein, and it should be done with little effort."

"No, it's just a little effort for you, but it's a great help for us, please be sure to accept it."

……

When Klein came down from the stairs, Patton had already left. Grandpa was standing in the low living room, worrying about the presents on the table.

Klein walked over: "Has Butler Parton come?"

"Yes. These are good things at first glance, just a few bowls of fish soup, how can they be worth so much?"

Klein flipped through it casually, and saw many cakes and tea sets that were only sold in the city. They were beautifully packaged, and the prices should not be low.

Butler Parton specially sent it home, but it was not easy to take it back.

Klein said grandly, "Take it, Grandpa. I'm going to fish for pearls tomorrow, and I'll give it to him if I get it. It's worth it."

This is just to reassure Grandpa, Klein himself doesn't mind friends giving him things.

When a friend gave it to him, he would accept it, and when he came across something good in the future, he would naturally think of his friend, so that you think about me, and I think about you.

Having said that, Grandpa patted him on the head and scolded, "Does the pearl mean that you can get it if you get it?"

Fishing pearls is a lucrative business in Paloi Port. There is no capital, and you can earn money if you catch them. Small pearls can be sold for several silver coins, and large pearls can be sold for several gold coins. They snapped up the pearls in Port Paloi.

Of course, if the pearl fishing business is so easy to do, there may be no one fishing in Paloy Port.

The so-called no capital in pearl fishing just means that there is no need to hire people or tools.

Firstly, it takes time to pick pearls. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to catch a single pearl in a month or two. Second, there are some useless people, and pearl divers often drown in the sea.

In contrast, although fishing is less profitable, it is stable and long-lasting.

Klein went into the sea several times when he was ignorant, and miraculously caught pearls every time.

Dick said he was lucky, and Grandpa always said that it was the god of the sea who favored him, and he couldn't push it too far, or something would happen sooner or later.

Therefore, Klein is usually not involved in pearl fishing, and only occasionally goes to the sea to make a fortune when he needs money urgently.

"Is there anyone in Paloi who can dive as well as me? What's more, I bought an air magic ball,"

Klein said: "Don't worry, Grandpa, I only get two, one for medicine and one for others, I will never be greedy!"

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