Butter bread

Method. "

"what……"

"this."

In the dark, Chris took out the things he had prepared in advance.Food was brought to Hill, milk and buttered bread, to allow Hill to replenish his strength, and the saw blade was used to deal with the iron chains on Hill, as Chris had fully expected.

"what are you doing?"

Chris put his hand on Hill's shoulder, "Be careful, don't move, I'll cut off the chain tied around your waist first. It may take a while. The guards are sleeping deeply, and this is the basement again. You should listen outside." No sound, it’s so late, don’t be afraid.”

Hill was nervous and excited, he fell on the ground, holding the food in his hand.

With some dim light, Chris groped to find the part to be sawed off and started to work. At the same time, he told Hill, "It's too dark here, if I accidentally bump into you, tell me."

"Ah."

Time passed bit by bit.Chris pursed his lips and operated non-stop. His goal was clear: to rescue Hill.

The iron chain tied around Hill's waist was sawed off, and Hill, who instantly regained his physical freedom, immediately hugged Chris.

"Chris."

Very good!I did it!Chris cheered in his heart, but he didn't relax. Hill's hands were still chained and needed to be sawed off.

Finally, the iron chains on Hill's wrist were also sawed off, and Hill, who was completely free, shed tears of emotion.

"Chris!"

"Shh, shhh," Chris put his arms around Hill, reminding himself in his heart that he had already missed once, and there should be no more mistakes.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

Packing up the tools he brought, Chris put Hill on his back, walked out of the basement, and fled the warehouse.

It is no longer possible to take Hill back to Chris's house in Antler Village, and there is no time for Hill to say goodbye to Maomao.Neither of them wanted to break up so hastily, but the sooner the mermaid boy was sent back to the sea, the safer he would be.

Chris carried Hill along the nearest road to the beach.

"It's a pity. I wanted to make fruit pies for you. I made delicious ones."

Hill put his arms around Chris' neck and kept nodding, "I know, for sure."

Holding Hill's face, Chris told him: "I really don't want to let you go, really, I don't want you to go, but you have to go now, for you and for me, because I And I already blame myself for hurting you."

"No, no," Hill shook his head frequently, "It's my fault, it's my carelessness."

Chris hugged Hill tightly, pressing his face against his shoulders.

"Sill, you have to go, don't wait for the April current, now, now."

Hill gazed at Chris, the brown eyes of his human companion whom he loved, so genuine, so full of kindness.

"Let's go, let's go to the sea."

"Ah."

Hill was nodding, but didn't move.

"Let's go." Tears welled up in Chris's eyes, "I'll tell Mao Mao that you said goodbye."

"Ah."

Hill held Chris's hand, their fingers intertwined.

"Chris, say goodbye to Fluffy for me and tell him I love him."

"Well, be sure to tell it."

Chris carried Hill into the sea, and he went all the way to the depths of the sea. When Chris let go, Hill swung his fish tail, and then swam around Chris in the sea.

"Go back, go back to your hometown."

Hill looked at Chris and remained silent, his big blue eyes glistening with tears.

"Go."

"do not forget me."

The mermaid boy cruised in the sea for a long time, and finally swam his fish tail and swam towards the depths of the sea.Chris stood in the ocean, the waves lapping against his body, and he waved from time to time until all he could see was the undulating sea.

The little friend who lived together for several months left, and Chris was very depressed.Neighbors were completely unaware of what happened around Chris this winter, and some said that Chris's depression was "teenage troubles".

Spring is over and midsummer is coming. This is the best season for a small fishing village by the sea.

In the early morning, Chris came to the beach to fish. He threw the fishing line into the sea, and then sat on the reef with his face in a daze.

"Wow, woof."

Mao Mao stood on the edge of another rock and yelled at the rock.

Chris was startled, turned his face away, and thought again, in broad daylight, there is nothing to be seen without a glance.

Chris leaves Fluffy alone, and the puppy barks and barks.

"The crab has your nose in it," Chris yelled.

"Wow, woof."

"Alright, alright, here we come." Chris finally put down the fishing rod in his hand, and stood up lazily.

Walking to the reef where Mao Mao was standing, Chris tilted his head and looked left and right. Isn't it the reef that is there every day? What's the matter?

"Where's the crab?" Chris asked, crouching down to see if Momo really had his nose pinched.

Just when Chris was about to stand up, something flashed in the crevice of the reef, which attracted his attention. Chris observed it and tentatively reached out.

What was taken out from the crevice of the reef was a small glass bottle, plugged with a cork, and several pearls were contained in the bottle, which shone with colorful pearls in the sunlight.

This is...a gift?He has been here? !

Chris immediately turned his head and looked around, then he held the glass bottle and asked Maomao, "Did he leave it? He left it, right?"

Maomao yelled "Wow".

Chris picked up Mao Mao, rubbed the puppy vigorously, and laughed happily, "Hahahaha, Mao Mao, he stayed here, right, it must be."

"Wow woof, woof woof."

Will meet up with my friends again.Chris was full of hope.

The weather is so nice today, the sky is blue and the sea is blue.

--Finish--

The author has something to say:

This year, 2019, it's too late to write a new one. This is a previous magazine manuscript, which has been published for a while, so it should be no problem to post it now.I love this little story about good food and friendship.I wish everyone can have their own food, friendship, tolerance, courage and understanding in 2019!Let's live seriously together!