pure white believer

Worried that he would say the wrong thing again, Nan Ting kept silent during the meal.

It wasn't until he finished eating the food that Wen Zhen brought and forgot to ask him if he wanted to eat, and spent another half an hour trying to convince himself to forget what happened just now, that he said, "Why did you bring two dolls over?"

"Because of this." Wen Zhen said, and then handed something to Nan Ting.

Nan Ting only felt a chill in his palm, and looked down, and found that the somewhat weird veil that he had seen in the cabinet was lying in his hand.

"Choose one you like." Wen Zhen stuffed the doll's head back, and then placed both dolls in front of Nan Ting, afraid that he might not understand, and explained, "The face you like."

Nan Ting guessed right away that this veil can probably imitate other people's faces, so as to have the effect of camouflage.Of course Wen Zhen would have something like this, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go in and out of the world so freely.

He casually pointed to the puppet on the left.

"Then this one." Wen Zhen picked up the doll's head again and looked it over carefully, "It's not bad, it's not too ugly."

He put the puppet in front of Nan Ting: "Look at it, remember this face."

Nan Ting nodded.

Wen Zhen put a veil on his head.

In an instant, Nan Ting felt a certain change in his face. He opened his eyes and found that the veil had disappeared. When he looked at the full-length mirror opposite the bed, there was already a strange young man's face inside. The dolls that arrived were exactly the same.

More importantly, however, it wasn't just his face that had changed—

Nan Ting repeatedly looked at himself in the mirror, and then at his body, and finally confirmed that this veil could actually allow him to grow a pair of legs exactly like the doll.

It seems to make corresponding changes to the shape of his whole body.

"The time limit is only twelve hours." Wen Zhen looked at it and said thoughtfully, he seemed to want to come over and touch those legs wrapped in the moisturizing suit, but he held back in the end.

Nan Ting: "What about twelve hours later?"

"It can be used after another two hours." Wen Zhen said, "But you can't use it too often, otherwise it will suck your own face in. After all, it has a great resentment towards human beings."

No wonder there are so many different faces on this veil... Are they all accidentally "left" inside by its former users?

Nan Ting imagined that scene, and suddenly felt a chill.

But soon, he noticed the other party's word, "resentment".

The consultant had used the exact same description when examining his sash earlier in the clinic.

Nan Ting knew that some strange items had self-awareness, such as the bird of paradise.They can usually think independently, so they are also very dangerous. For example, the bird of paradise once lied to him and selectively attacked the people on board at that time.

But he always thought that only abnormal objects in the shape of creatures would have such properties, after all, they all had brains—but would a veil also have them?

Where will its brain grow?

Nan Ting really wanted to ask the other party, and Wen Zhen seemed to understand this very well.

But after all, he is just a simple little mermaid, so he shouldn't ask these facts that most people haven't researched: "Then every time you use it before, you have to find a different doll first?"

"No. Just imagine it." Wen Zhen said, and changed the subject again, "But my ideas are limited, and the faces I imagine are usually ugly."

"..."

"And I plan to use these two faces for a long time. So I ordered a doll in advance."

"long?"

"We will stay here for the last four months." Wen Zhen said, "You don't want to drag your tail out every day, do you?"

Nan Ting shook his head when he thought of the group of children outside who treated him like a princess.

He thought of other problems: "But there is only one veil."

"It's okay." Wen Zhen took out another identical veil from his bag, "I cut it in half before."

Nan Ting: "..."

If Veil really had the so-called consciousness, he would have scolded Wen Zhen hundreds of times in his heart by now.

"But when you were... I mean, if you were going to take me out, why didn't you give me this?"

"Because it's just fake and won't last long." Wen Zhen said, "False happiness is an overdraft of the future."

Nan Ting let out an "Oh" and lowered his gaze.

He wondered for no reason, is their relationship now considered some kind of false happiness?

He is falsehood itself.Everything about him—identity, abilities, genes, past, words—very little is real.

He's a total liar.

The other party still spent so much thought, just to fulfill his one wish.Although Wen Zhen kept saying that it was something he wanted to do, the beneficiary was ultimately himself.

But one day he will leave.

"But it's okay. In four months, you'll actually have a pair of legs."

Wen Zhen's voice interrupted his trance.

Nan Ting came back to his senses, and was a little surprised to find that he subconsciously used "happiness" to describe this task.

What are you thinking, Nanting.he said to himself.

Don't forget who you are.Don't forget to practice the meaning of your life.

On the day he left, the other party had long been buried in the ground.

And what he himself suffered was nothing more than some torment from nightmares.

He tried to convince himself that, but soon realized that maybe... Mr. Advisor was right.

—he wavered.

For the next four hours, Nan Ting began to practice walking on human legs in order to go out smoothly.

He always felt a little ashamed, so from the very beginning, he unceremoniously invited Wen Zhen out of the door, and locked himself in the room to practice alone.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated in the first step: when trying on human clothes, he couldn't find the correct cuff that could accommodate his left and right hands and head at the same time.

After a while, I realized that what I was holding seemed to be pants.

Nan Ting: "..."

After finally wearing the right clothes, he felt that he could not walk at all. Not only did he walk unsteadily, but every step he took felt that there was fabric stretched on his body, and it was uncomfortable no matter how he moved.

He couldn't help but wonder why human males don't wear skirts.

Long skirts are good-looking and easy to wear, and they are breezy and cool in the hot summer. Why are they unwilling to wear them?

The fourth time when he tripped on the bed because his left foot stepped on his right foot, Nan Ting resigned himself to calling Wen Zhen back.

"Can you teach me how to walk?" he asked.

Wen Zhen looked in front of him.

"The clothes are worn inside out." He pointed out mercilessly.

Nan Ting: "..."

After practicing for an afternoon, Nan Ting's greatest achievement is that he can walk a distance of about five meters without being wobbly when the other party supports him.He couldn't help but began to secretly calculate in his heart. He could only walk five meters in one afternoon. He would live here for four months. How long would it take for him to learn normal human walking?

The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel—when I was practicing language, mathematics, memory, including shooting, which one has I failed so much as now?

Fortunately, he still lied to the other party that his ability was related to his learning ability. If this continues, his lie may be self-defeating.

But Wen Zhen didn't let him practice anymore, saying that practicing for too long would damage the bones.Nan Ting refused to listen to him, so he took off the veil involuntarily and hid it where Nan Ting could not find it.

Nan Ting sulked with himself for two hours.It wasn't until Wen Zhen went out to buy supper that he thought of a way to get the best of both worlds: he could sneak up in the middle of the night and practice walking.

When Wen Zhen wakes up and finds that he can walk ten meters independently, he probably won't suspect that there is actually a problem with his learning ability.

But Nanting's plan failed before it even started.

Before going to bed, Wen Zhen tied the strap of his moisturizing suit to his wrist as if he was afraid that he would run away overnight.

Nan Ting: "?"

"If you don't tie it, what will you do if you fall to the ground in the middle of the night?"

Nan Ting heard that there is a "sleeping phase" among human beings.Some human beings have very ugly postures when sleeping. Not only will they move their hands and feet, but sometimes they will roll out of bed by themselves.

A human's bed is a certain distance from the ground, if he rolled down in the middle of the night, it would be bad if he couldn't climb up.

Nan Ting could only let the other party restrict his actions.

The bed is very spacious, two people...a human and a mermaid can lie on it without being crowded.But Nan Ting was always thinking about learning to walk, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

After turning over for about ten minutes, the person lying on the other side was the first to be unable to take it anymore.

"Don't move." Wen Zhen said to him in the dark, his tone was unusual and dull, "If you move again, you will be fined to sleep in the bathtub."

Nan Ting had no choice but to suppress the thought of rolling over, and lay upright on the bed.

Although he was ready to sleep in the bathtub before, the bathtub was small and crowded after all, and he couldn't fit his entire tail, so it was uncomfortable no matter how he lay down.

But when he didn't move, sleepiness gradually came up.

Nan Ting repeatedly reminded himself that you can't sleep, and later you will get up and practice walking secretly, but the more you say it in your heart, the more sleepy you feel, and finally, you closed your eyes very disappointingly, and fell asleep.

He rarely dreamed, but today he had a dream for the first time, dreaming that he was back to the day when he just left the base, and he was blown ashore by the storm.Wen Zhen also took him home just like that day.

However, what greeted him was not a warm and comfortable water tank, but a huge, steaming iron pot.

Wen Zhen put him down, and then leaned against the counter, with one hand around his neck, his gaze swept over his face without any emotion.

Nan Ting panicked and struggled, trying to escape from his arms: "What are you doing?"

Wen Zhen looked at him expressionlessly: "You are lying to me."

"What did I lie to you about?"

"Nanting." Wen Zhen asked without answering, "Don't you feel that your conscience is hard to rest?"

Nan Ting: "I..."

Wen Zhen didn't give him a chance to argue anymore, and pushed him directly into the pot, as if intending to... use him to stew fish soup.

Nan Ting fell into the scalding water with his back upside down, but he didn't feel much pain. He just felt the heat behind his back, as if he was thrown on the beach at noon in midsummer and was exposed to the scorching sun.

But he flicked his tail nervously, and then opened his eyes from the darkness.

Nan Ting stared blankly at the front for about ten seconds before realizing that he accidentally fell asleep.

He should be up and practicing walking by now.

Nan Ting moved his waist cautiously, trying to get up, untie the tie on Wen Zhen's hand, and tie it back on before dawn.

Little did he know that after this movement, he found that he couldn't move at all.

At the same time, he finally knew why he had such a weird dream——

Wen Zhen was probably the human being who didn't sleep well.At this time, he had already completely lay down from the other side of the bed, and the hand tied with the belt had already reached Nan Ting's body, encircling him in his arms.

Let alone practicing walking while Wen Zhen was not paying attention, even if he wanted to turn over now, it would be very difficult for him.

Nan Ting tried to grab his hand, trying to raise it a little so that he could slip out underneath.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhen, who was in a light sleep, was awakened.

Nan Ting suddenly didn't dare to move.He felt the breathing of the person behind him stop for a moment, then he leaned over, rubbed his shoulder, and said vaguely: "Okay... go to sleep."

The breath and the warm touch wiped away at the same time.

"..."

Nan Ting's mind suddenly became clear, and his tail tensed up in fright.

It wasn't because of the other party's words, but because, if he didn't feel wrong, when the other party leaned over, it seemed to be on his shoulder... Kissed.

If it wasn't for a sliver of reason in his mind, Wen Zhen's face should have been covered with his tail.

But Wen Zhen not only didn't let go, but instead tightened his grip, buried his whole head on the back of his neck, breathing evenly on his cool skin.

Nan Ting and him stalemate silently for a while, but in the end they couldn't get out, and finally gave up their resistance.

He suddenly thought of those giant dragons living in the north.I heard that dragons guard their treasures in this way, and when they sleep, they will entangle themselves on the golden mountain in the cave, holding their treasures tightly with four claws, and will not let anyone approach them.

Maybe dragons will also kiss their babies in their dreams, which will make them more at ease.

Also, the dragon's breath seems to be hot.

Nan Ting was silent for a long time in the dark.

If it wasn't for the reproductive isolation between humans and giant dragons, he would even begin to suspect that Wen Zhen actually has dragon blood.

The author has something to say:

Mermaid Breeding Day17

Mermaids don't suffer from sleepwalking.If you catch your merman sneaking around the house in the middle of the night, he's up to something bad.

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