Shark Lie Song

Zhou Jue slept for a round as usual.

Although the cost of food and clothing underwater is not as luxurious as that of Zhou's family, Wan Chengjing has tried his best to create as good material conditions as possible for him: the night pearl with the size of a fist dominates the four corners of the room Every time Zhou Jue wants to sleep, the three closest to the bed must be covered tightly with three layers of thick cloth; the bed is covered with a satin sheet, even the quilt.Even in order to satisfy Zhou Jue as much as possible, Wan Chengjing found a lot of high-quality porcelain plates and bowls—although none of them were of the same grade as Zhou's.

As for Zhou Jue himself, except for the half month and the time when he was born, he was able to crawl all over the ground after babbling.Before he could stand upright and walk upright, he began to be held down by the old private school gentleman invited by his own father, and began to force-feed all kinds of knowledge.

He and his eldest brother not only have to learn the classics and history collections that ordinary gentry princes learn, but also learn various ways of doing business... Although Zhou Jue was captured here, he really "stealed half a month's leisure" under the water by accident. .

Thinking about the days when he was a child, Zhou Jue just felt shuddering, not knowing how the villain in his memory survived.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jue thought about it: Since the mirror is harmless to him, can he just let go of all these things, take the opportunity to take a rest, and sleep peacefully

but……

Not to mention anything else, in the water, even if he is a man, he is surrounded by water vapor every day. In the long run, will those girls who are locked up until they die of old age really not get rheumatism in their legs and feet?

Zhou Jue is Zhou Jue. After staying in the merchant’s house for so many years, even though he was finally able to rest, he subconsciously wondered whether he could sell those prescriptions for rheumatism and the medicine for pulling water vapor here. ——It’s not bad to sell some barley!

Three seconds later... Zhou Jue wanted to slap himself to death!

It's hard to be able to rest, you deserve to be born to be tired!I am too busy to take care of myself, but I can still think about these things!

Zhou Jue's original life plan was to earn enough money, and then stay together with Bian Chaoge and stay out of the world. Looking at it now, the possibility of him letting him go is really not very high-after all, if you want to relax, the first step is to relax. First let yourself go.

Zhou Jue opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a magnified face in front of him.

"..."

"..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Wan Chengjing was lying on the edge of Zhou Jue's bed with his hands on his pillow, but he never thought that Zhou Jue would open his eyes without saying a word, and he was shocked, but his reaction was not as big as Zhou Jue who just woke up from sleep.

Young Master Zhou, who was almost scared out of his wits, was shocked and angry, and the evil fire in his heart became more vigorous when he saw the helpless expression on Wan Chengjing's face.

This happens every time!Every time!

It is true that those who do not know are not guilty, but if they "do not know" for three days, it is really disgusting!

Zhou Jue suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Look at me for what?"

"nice."

Zhou Jue suppressed the urge to roll his eyes again.

"It's not the first day I look good, but you old man, it shouldn't be the first time you stared at me dumbfounded, right?"

"I can't see enough," Wan Chengjing didn't hear the displeasure in Zhou Jue's tone.The sweetheart accompanying him day and night makes him feel extremely unreal, "Thousands of years are not enough."

Zhou Jue was speechless.

He really didn't know, this person sometimes couldn't even speak smoothly, but how could he talk about these love words so smoothly?

"hungry."

Without saying a word, Wan Chengjing rolled over and brought over the lunch box that had been placed on the table.The moment the lunch box was opened, there was only a tangy aroma: inside was soft porridge and delicious crab paste.

"Quick, eat while it's hot!"

Looking at Wan Chengjing's eager eyes, Zhou Jue took the porridge bowl after hesitating for a while.There is a piece of crab paste on the edge of the bowl that looks like it was accidentally rubbed.Master Zhou's obsession with cleanliness made him unacceptable, but the kindness in his heart still made him unable to refuse Wan Chengjing's kindness, so he carefully avoided the trace, picked up the bowl, picked up the spoon, and glanced at him to cool him down. Wan Chengjing—the latter withdrew his pouted mouth under his eyes...

"How do you get all this food underwater? I don't think there is any place to cook in the house?"

Wan Chengjing told all the stories of how the girls have struggled for their rations for thousands of years, Zhou Jue unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth as he listened.

No matter how unfair fate is, the nature of human beings will drive these people to work hard in order to make their lives even a little bit better.Following Wan Chengjing's narration, countless women seemed to appear in front of Zhou Jue, including ignorant children and elders, who told generations of younger generations the truths that he had realized or learned in his entire life.

"...The crab roe and rice porridge are made by grandma just for you. Grandma knows that I eat too much, so she never makes these fine grains for me. Every time, she asks the cook in the village to get a big pot Then help me make green vegetable dumpling or fish meat and crab meat dumpling..."

Zhou Jue's eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled.Because he was born handsome, to be honest, the expression on the other side's face might be ugly, but he is extraordinarily charming.

Wan Chengjing couldn't help but want to say a little more, in order to win Zhou Jue's really rare sincere smile.

"Interesting and interesting! Qi Jing... Wan Chengjing, you really have a lot of food! If you are an ordinary person on land, you will definitely not be able to support you!"

Wan Cheng mirror scratched his head.

"Actually, it's okay. The sharks have such a big appetite. Speaking of which, you haven't seen the appetite of a certain black-faced bodyguard of the patriarch..." Wan Chengjing has grown into a "black melon" bodyguard when nothing happens. Let's take a look at the habit of "The patriarch took him to support the war more than a hundred years ago, and when he passed by an abandoned village one day, he ate all the food reserves in the village in just two days!"

Zhou Jue knows this well: "When the village fled during the war, it would usually pack lightly and take as much food as possible from the family. However, ordinary villages will have a collective food storage place for emergencies, and this place is usually It is paid by each household on average... and the general reserves are usually enough for the whole village to last three months instead of three meals, and even if refugees flee, they will take away at most one month's amount."

"Three months..." Wan Qijing was instantly full of admiration for 'Heigua'—that is, Wan Qiyuan.

No wonder he is the number one bodyguard of the clan, and has been inseparable from the patriarch almost all the time for hundreds of years-except for the occasional time when he was sent out to carry out secret missions and captured himself.

In Wan Qijing's first impression, the patriarch and Wan Qiyuan were a pair of twins, one black and one white. As the times changed, the two would never leave. ...

Zhou Jue had already finished eating a small bowl of porridge. Looking at Wan Qijing in front of him, his eyes were blurred, and he knew that he had begun to enter his illusory world again and began to swim, so Master Zhou could only hold the small bowl without speaking, quietly Looking at him quietly.

Thinking of him, Mr. Zhou, with a big family and a great fortune, he is the richest man in the world, he stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth, travels, sits, sleeps, eats, drinks, and lassing, wishing that he would be served by everyone—in the end, he was caught by the [-], Wan Chengjing, in this dark underwater , not to mention being served, except that no one cares about yourself, basically everything else is taken care of by yourself.

Let’s take the one that Young Master Zhou can’t accept the most—the place where you come out is in a small ear chamber next door. There is a pit on the ground. As usual, the water flow will take all the filth away...

Young Master Zhou believed it, and after holding it in for three days, he couldn't bear it any longer. He ran behind the screen and started to perform his luck—then he was splashed by seawater...

All kinds of yesterday went without a trace, so don't mention it again!

"...You've already finished eating, do you want more?" Wan Qijing just returned from his wanderings in his fantasy land, and seeing Zhou Jue's hopeless and hopeless eyes, his eyes teleported from Zhou Jue's face to the bowl in his hand.

Zhou Jue waved his hands weakly, turned over and went to bed again.

"How long are you going to lock me up?" He brought up this old topic again, and it was a topic that never had an answer.However, as usual, Wan Chengjing did not answer.

"If you have anything you want to eat, play, or see, tell me and I'll get it for you... You, don't go, okay?"

Wan Chengjing's tone was almost pleading.It was a low posture of putting oneself in the mud, but the words spoken were like steel knives piercing the heart.

"Okay! I want the moon from that day, and I want the flowers from my Zhou Mansion." Zhou Jue said what was on his mind without panting, and swallowed the three words "Bian Chao Ge" at the last second. A word on the tip of his heart—he was afraid that it was on his own heart and Wan Chengjing's at the same time, but the honey in his heart at that time was a thorn in Wan Chengjing's.

After Wan Chengjing heard it, he lowered his head and thought about it seriously as he expected, just like he usually asked for all kinds of obscenities, books, calligraphy and paintings.In Wan Chengjing's eyes, these other things are just "gadgets", which can be found and found, and at worst they can be replaced-he has no desire to think deeply at all.

Zhou Jue finally got tired of waiting after waiting for these days.Since you Wan Chengjing are too lazy to think about it, then I, Zhou, can say to myself: "Okay, okay, I don't want anything now... Wan Chengjing, have you ever thought about it carefully? What you want is my Zhou. Freedom in this life!"

Wan Chengjing was stunned.

Mermaids have relied on humans to reproduce for thousands of years, and he is really not sure about things before.

Wan Chengjing vaguely remembered that when he was young, in the school of the clan, there was indeed a knowledgeable gentleman who taught them the history of the mermaids—it was just that Wan Chengjing was indeed stubborn, and the knowledge he learned was not what his husband taught him. One-tenth—and now decades have passed, and the remaining one-tenth of this precious one-tenth is less than [-]%...

Wan Chengjing walked silently on the streets of the Yuren village, and at this time every household was already asleep.

He just fled from Zhou Jue's residence in an awkward and speechless atmosphere.

Decades of deep-rooted concepts of the mermaids tell him that he is not wrong: if you love someone, hold him firmly, and then keep him by your side with good food and drink, you love him, he loves you—until you fall in love With me, with you in me, you are like a couple of gods and immortals—life and death, who will tell you?

But now he suddenly realizes that there seem to be some things that really cannot be achieved with your hard work.It's like there is a saying on the land that twisted melons are not sweet——Wan Chengjing heard such a sentence by chance when he was shopping, and then he shook his head and hung up his innocent expression again. Smiley face, and then walked away, not looking into what was the pain like a heavy punch that appeared in my heart at that moment.

Wan Chengjing came to the door of the school, but there was no one inside.

He swam to his original position, put his elbows on the cold stone table and raised his head.

"...At that time, the ancestors of the mermaids married and lived with women on land—but later..."

Then what?

Wan Chengjing couldn't remember.

"Until now, we have continued the method of a certain ancestor, snatched the human girl under the water, and then completed the act of marrying wives and having children. Although it is really cruel to these female dolls, we have to do it for the reproduction of the group So, if you are lucky enough to marry a wife in the future, remember to treat them well!... After all, they have only been human for a hundred years, and they were born and raised by their parents, but because of our own selfish desires, we are trapped in this dark water for the rest of our lives. It is deplorable!"

The teacher's words later were deeply ingrained in Wan Chengjing's mind. After all, he will never forget the tears in the teacher's eyes at the end.

But isn't that how it should be?

No... should it?

Wan Chengjing was at a loss.

There is no difference between day and night in the underwater world, the only difference lies in the "white" and "day" caused by the periodic flickering of many luminescent creatures.

Wan Chengjing sat on the reef outside the village, watching a group of glowing small fish passing by like a sea of ​​stars, feeling sad.

In fact, it's useless to think so much.

He laughed at himself.

Is it because "Wan Qijing" is the one who cares about him and Zhou Jue, so it's "no way"-or is it because it's not "Zhou's family" or "Bian Chaoge" so it's no way?

Wan Chengjing raised his head, his emerald green eyes were no longer as pure as usual.

Now, Zhou Jue.

I, Wan Chengjing, have identified you in this life, but your heart does not belong to me...

Wan Chengjing's chest was turbulent with icy water, but he clearly felt a poisonous fire burning quietly in his chest.

Dare to ask Zhou Jue:

Life and death are shared, I swear to my son.

Of course...

——Who did the son talk to?