Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

The Paris Opera House is still brightly lit at night, and it seems that a very high-standard concert will be held here today, so both reporters and ordinary people are blocked by black-clothed bodyguards a few blocks away, and can only hold The camera took a few photos of luxury cars parked at the door from a distance. The people in the car were surrounded by bodyguards, and no matter how hard they tried, they could barely capture a corner of their clothes or the top of their heads.

These guests came very regularly, as if they had made an appointment, a car would arrive every ten minutes. It took a long time for the former to see the shadow of the latter's car, and all of them came alone, unlike usual The concert also means bringing a female companion to support the scene.

Some reporters with a keen sense of smell have already noticed some unusual meanings.

A total of more than a dozen guests arrived from nine o'clock until late at night near twelve o'clock. The last person walked up the steps in a hurry, and the door of the opera house was closed behind him. A vague and slender figure was left on it.

Triton arrived at the scheduled time, neither too early nor too late. Kong Wu's powerful bodyguards surrounded him and walked into the opera house, not to protect him, but to ensure that if any accident happened, these bodyguards would be able to recover a little bit. Stop it.

The fact that a large number of auras of the same race gather in the same city is tantamount to a terrible torture for the sea monsters with keen five senses. They have to control their violent killing emotions almost all the time, soaking themselves in sea water Desperately pouring ice cubes into it.

This makes every sea monster's sanity now in jeopardy, and the power is hanging on a thin spider thread. As long as there is a slight mistake, this group of explosive packs that are ready to move will instantly turn this place into a second sub. Atlantis.

After entering the opera house, it suddenly became dark. The lights on the outer wall were all turned on, but the thinnest candles were not lit inside. The manservant dressed in classical waiter clothes bowed his head to greet him, and bowed to send the tray in his hand to the opera house. In front of Triton—on the tray is a pair of blindfolds, which are made into the gorgeous style of the Venice Carnival. The innermost layer is soft flannelette and the outer layer is gorgeous gold decoration, and gemstones are occasionally dotted on it, outlining the crying eyes. The look of smiling eyes.

It can be regarded as a rainy day, better than nothing. Triton smiled and put the blindfold on, the ribbon tied in a firm knot at the back of his head, leaving nothing but darkness in front of him.

"This way, please." The servant said softly, and walked forward to lead the way. He didn't need to pay much attention behind him. Even with the blindfold on, the siren was still as sharp as ever.

The servant's leather shoes touched the soft carpet, and the specially trained footsteps made almost no sound, but the inaudible friction sound could not escape the siren's ears. Triton followed the servant at a similar distance, and the footsteps measured Generally accurate.

After turning three turns, going up the stairs, and turning down a narrow passage, Triton calculated the map of the opera house in his brain, which should be the way to the second-floor box of the theater.

The servant led him into one of the boxes and led him to sit on the sofa.

"Please wait a moment." The valet said respectfully, lit the aromatherapy in the corner, and stepped back to leave the box.

Music was playing in the theater, and the tune was melodious and melodious. People couldn't help but think of such beautiful things as the sun-drenched green land, the sparkling sea, or the flowers in full bloom in the garden. He also heard some firing pins. The sound of rubbing against vinyl records, it is not a band on the stage, but a lonely record player, it is quite old, just like the records being played, no matter how carefully maintained It is also no match for the erosion of the years, and there will be two noises from time to time, like the stumbling steps of an old man.

Triton was soothed by the music.

He believes that the same is true for the fellows sitting in other boxes. They are too close together. Even though they have blindfolds to block their sight, and the strong aroma in the corner confuses their sense of smell, the fact that they exist with each other has already stimulated their instincts and shouted. Attacking and killing, just about to move and restless.

But the music is not enough. The siren in the courtship period will be more aggressive than usual. It was okay at first. Gradually, he even felt that he could not control himself. Blue scales.

no more. Triton gripped the arm of the sofa, feeling that the air seemed to be stagnant and suffocating him, he gritted his teeth and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, buried his head, covered his mouth and nose, and took a deep breath.

This is a handkerchief from his human being. On the day he realized that the situation was not good, he insisted on getting it from his human being by making jokes and playing tricks. .Reid was still unable to defeat Mr. Triton's rogue Dafa, so he lent a handkerchief to the old butler to send to him.

The clean handkerchief had a faint scent of soap locust, the same scent as his human clothes, so that Triton could still imagine that his human was around, which effectively eased his irritability and unreasonable anger.

Time passed by in silence, and more and more sea monsters were present, but no one spoke, and no one dared to speak. The stalemate atmosphere among the sea monsters piled up the small theater like a dot With the gunpowder jar on the ground, no matter which siren's voice came from, it would break the rational balance that they struggled to maintain, and make this place explode completely.

The only sounds were the stumbling record player on the stage, and the messy and suppressed breathing.

At 59:[-], the last kraken arrived according to the schedule. The little kraken Ariel (Ariel), who was just [-] years old, was so frightened by the terrifying atmosphere that he almost passed out as soon as he entered the venue, lying on the sofa pitifully She didn't dare to take a breath, her instinct would only make her run quickly instead of attacking.

That's why she was asked to come last. The female siren's mood is not very stable. In addition to her young age, the long wait is not so easy to survive.

All the sea monsters that exist in the world are here.

Just at this time, the twelve o'clock bell rang, the record player creaked twice, and the music stopped abruptly.

The half-opened curtain slowly opened. Triton remembered that it was a thick scarlet curtain with a beautiful luster of velvet, which had been in the theater since a long time ago, just like the unlit crystal lamp in the theater. In this opera house, those applause, flowers, laughter and tears are shared.

The most brilliant.

A wheelchair quietly ran over the soft carpet, and Triton managed to pull himself together, knowing that today's main course was coming.

The Krakens couldn't see it. The audience seats on the first floor of the theater were all demolished now, and they were only covered with plain long-haired carpets. The wheelchair stopped in the middle, and the one who pushed the wheelchair snapped his fingers. The unlit crystal lamp suddenly lit up, and candles flickered brightly, illuminating every corner.

The man in the wheelchair was already very old, his beard and hair were all white and wrinkled, and half of his face was hideous and distorted, making him even more ugly. He seemed very unaccustomed to being exposed to the light like this, and struggled to move a few times, but he was already Too old and too weak to move a finger with all the strength in his body.

"No one will see it." The one pushing the wheelchair said softly, leaning over and kissing his cheek, his eyes swept across every groove and line, burning with love but with inexplicable sadness, "Let me Watching you until the last second."

He is not so young anymore, he looks about 40 to [-] years old, his eyes are open and sharp, his voice is low and magnetic, even if it is such a soft tone of gentle coaxing, it also has a natural sense of arrogance and oppression ——Because of this, it is even more pitiful.

The old man gave up, he sighed, and patted the opponent's hand with difficulty.

You see, he can't even hold each other now.

But the other party was still very happy, smiling like a child who got candy, and asked for a kiss on his lips before standing up and walking towards the stage.

Light gray scales gradually grew behind his ears, and the round human ears turned into the ear fins of sea monsters. The moment he turned over and sat on the stage, his legs turned into powerful and strong fish tails. There seem to be countless diamonds twinkling below, indescribably extravagant and romantic.

Adaro, the siren born in the foam of the Southwest Pacific, is a demon that brings disaster and death.

He watched the human being whom he had loved for nearly a century, and sang the first note softly.

There are no lyrics, and the aria-like singing, but because of the singer's voice, it brings a strong sense of illusion that does not belong to this world. The wind and rainstorm are rampant, accompanied by danger and blood. There is never a peaceful and gentle element in Adaro's singing , but it always makes people feel extremely at ease.

Then more voices came in, the Oriental shark with light golden tail and low hoarse voice, carrying the bright and upright air of the musical instrument called "Chime Bell" in his hometown.

The red-haired Ariel is delicate and timid, with a soft and sweet voice as if reciting a hymn, her light green fish tail is tucked under her skirt and rolled up carefully.

Triton kept up with this song, his voice is the most gentle and clear, making people seem to be able to see the blue water of the Aegean Sea at a glance, clear and clear without any impurities, it is the simplest blue and white intertwined.

This is a song that all sea monsters share in their memory. It is sweet and gentle, winding like a dream, but full of sadness as it goes up step by step.

Yes, this is a funeral song, in order to send away the human being he loves most, so that his soul will not be taken away by the gods, but will stay with the sea monster.

It's despicable, hateful, and lingering until death. The sea monster knows this, but still can't resist the temptation to keep humans by his side forever.

Even the sea monster who was betrayed and abandoned would sing this song and drag humans into the bottom of the sea. Since then, the last rib of the left chest of humans will be hung on the neck, and the sad song will be sung day and night until the moment of death.

It won't be long, the sea monster that lost its humans will die of a broken heart in less than two months, and turn into foam in the sea before the dawn comes.

The end of the tune is still cheerful, using happiness to whitewash the heartbroken sadness, the eyes of the old man chased the singing sea monster, recalling many past events in a trance, the first encounter in the underground lake, the courtship song in the moonlight , Joy, sadness, all kinds of mixed feelings, but finally showed a soft and satisfied smile, letting the soul go away.

I'm sorry to leave you alone in this world, and secretly happy to have all your love and tenderness.

I'm sorry, I didn't meet you earlier, I wasted decades of time for nothing.

Sorry, but I'm only human after all.

A human who used the flesh and blood of a sea monster to prolong his life, but only lived for more than 150 years.

Triton heard a mournful cry, like pouring out everything from the deepest part of the soul, and the desperate mourning that the whole world was stripped out. The arrogant Adaro shed tears and lay down on the carpet, weeping uncontrollably.

It's time to leave.The Krakens got up silently, left the table in the order they came, did not bump into each other, did not communicate with each other, maintained a safe enough distance, and then went out and left France as quickly as possible to return to their territory.

Only Triton remained, since Adaro entrusted him with all this.

He took off the blindfold and watched Adaro's men honestly send them to the seaside. At this time, the Krakens will not fight, because the loss of their human kind is not threatening. Adaro didn't even look at Triton. She just lowered her head and kissed the forehead and cheek of the person in her arms, tidied up his somewhat messy hair, and jumped into the sea with him in her arms.

There are singing sounds on the sea, sad and gloomy, it is the despair of sinking from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.

Triton watched the white foam rising from the sea, and hummed a little tune softly.

May you and your people find eternal peace, my kind.

The author has something to say: this chapter is sugar, really sugar, look at my pure eyes!

The charm of human beings lies in the fact that they will eventually die, so don’t Chi Mu have a sense of age difference when it comes to Erbahhhhhh

A paranoid creature like a siren is also very interesting w

Adaro’s human beings should be quite easy to guess, the opera house, ugly, underground lake, the little angels should all know [laughs]