Shark Breeding Manual

At that time, Uncle Fu had passed away, and the servants of the Luo family changed batch after batch. Because of Uncle Fu's death, and Mr. Luo Lin did not spend much experience in running the business of the Luo family, the Luo family gradually changed from The position of the richest man has temporarily retreated.

But no one dared to underestimate the Luo family. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it is rumored that Luo Linjun has a treasure that is more valuable than all the property of the Luo family.

That's why Mr. Luo Lin guards the treasure in his room every day, and he doesn't even care about the business of the Luo family. The rumors have become more and more exaggerated, and more and more people believe that there are also a few begging for gold. He was eager to snatch this treasure from the Luo family.

But no one can open the door of Mr. Luo Lin. Most of those who failed and returned lost their lifetime skills and glory. They were full of sorrow and convinced that there must be something unique in the world inside the closed door. treasure.

Another year of autumn, the maple leaves were red and covered the branches, which looked like fiery clouds from a distance.

Luo Linjun opened the mysterious door with a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar.

The house has been built with copper doors and iron walls in order to prevent others from intruding in the past few years. After entering the room, Mr. Luo Lin opened a door and window with a mechanism. You can see the lush vegetation and dead leaves outside the door, and then slowly walk to the window. Sitting down, looking at the sleeping shark, he leaned over to kiss his forehead, and said with a smile:

"It's been said outside that I have hidden a treasure at home, but I guessed it right, it's not a treasure!"

The merman on the bed was still sleeping peacefully, his fair skin seemed to be transparent, if it wasn't for the delicate breathing, it would almost make people suspect that it was just a delicate doll.

Over the years, Luo Linjun has gradually become accustomed to his silence from grief, despair, and anger. He just sat quietly by the side, peeling sugar-fried chestnuts, and talking about today's interesting stories.

The chestnuts are sweet and soft, and Luo Linjun suddenly smiled when he thought of something:

"Speaking of which, Yungui, do you know? You are the first person besides my mother to peel chestnuts for me to eat."

His past life has always been dissolute, and he peeled things for him on the table or on the bed. At that time, the lights were lingering, and the little mermaid looked serious. Willing to believe that the seriousness in those eyes will be heavy feelings.

When did you fall in love with it?

Luo Linjun thought about it countless times, but he didn't have a clear answer.

Only when he admitted that he likes it, did he realize that this liking has long been dormant, and once the sun shines, it will explode and there will be no one else.

Even if others are unparalleled in character, there will never be such a person born solidly on the tip of my heart.

He thought of the vague smile on this face, and that smile rested in the corner of the shadow, and felt a little bit of lamentation.

"When you wake up, let's go again, and collect a few taels of silver on the moat."

As he spoke, he looked out the window. The dead leaves looked like the dead wings of a butterfly. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, and the wings fluttered and fell slowly.

"Autumn is here, Yungui, it's almost your birthday again, what do you want this year?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, but saw the eyelashes of the person on the bed move. Luo Linjun held his breath, his heart was lifted into his throat, and every movement of those eyelashes seemed to slap on the tip of his heart, curling up for a while. tornado.

But Luo Linjun's eyes were sore from waiting, and the person on the bed was still asleep.

Luo Linjun slowly lowered his body, and teased himself like a self-deprecating: "I was wrong."

After the words fell, overwhelming sadness suddenly swept over.

With the emptiness and despair in his chest for a long time, he was about to cry like boundless mountains.

He thought he was used to it, but when the hope was suddenly extinguished, it turned out to be so hard to bear. The images of being with Yungui kept rolling in his mind, and the good memories of the past were like an executioner holding scissors at this moment.

Constantly cutting his fragile nerves and blood vessels, he wanted to howl and cry bitterly, but in the end he just bent down slowly and buried his head in his knees.

He didn't dare to let his emotions spread unscrupulously, as if as long as he let that line of defense go, Yun Gui would really never be able to wake up again.

He couldn't bear it, and slowly the rest of his life would be spent in this boundless despair.

He forcibly guarded this hope for decades, and finally realized in the passage of time that some regrets are really nothing but regrets.

His hair was already gray, and his perennially unsmiling face had been sculpted with sharp wrinkles by time, his brows and eyes were no longer youthful, leaving only long-term stagnant sadness and silence.

He looked like an ordinary old man, with slow movements and a stooped figure. He sat in front of Yungui's bed, looked at his still young and beautiful lover, and smiled silently and unwillingly.

"Yungui, when I woke up this morning, I looked in the mirror and suddenly realized that I was getting old."

When he was combing his hair this morning, he saw his fallen white hair, and then looked at the person in the mirror with some curiosity. When he saw the loose eyelids and cloudy eyes, he suddenly realized that it had already passed. It's been that long.

He thought of reaching out to hold Yun Gui's hand as usual, and then kissed him.

But today, when he realized that he was getting old, he realized the distance between himself and Yungui. His hands were thin and fat, leaving only a thin layer of skin, with a few shallow spots on the fine lines. The age spots are fading, and Yun Gui's hands are still delicate and slender, he seems to be in the fault of time, the passage of time has not taken away anything from him.

How much dullness and sadness, how much disappointment and regret, condensed into Luo Linjun's barren and long life, but it was just his old dream.

Luo Linjun looked at it for a long time, then slowly withdrew his fingers, depicting Yun Gui's face in the void, almost choked up:

"You said, can't I wait for you?"

This may be the most painful punishment in the world. He was trapped in a square inch by a person stuck in the crack of time, unable to move.

He waited absurdly all his life for this merman.

Waiting to look back at dusk, but waiting for any response.

In the end Luo Linjun compromised with his pride, he said:

"In the next life, let's wait for the next life!"

"Yungui, I will definitely fall in love with you at first sight, you have to remember, the one who falls in love with you is me, not anyone else."

The mist spread in the middle of the night, sweeping the entire Luo Mansion in a heavy and damp way. The slightly flickering candlelight reflected on the wall and spun around for a while before it gradually settled down.

There was a voice from the corner of the wall, sitting on the stool hunched and collapsed, nodded slightly as the night darkened, his weak breathing rose and fell along the chest, and then gradually calmed down, and there was no more sound.

The candle dripped red tears until the last drop of red tears fell, and the eastern sky shone with white light. The servants of the Luo Mansion opened the door, took away the owner of the Luo Mansion, and then closed the door forever.