There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the ninth piece: (1)

"Fan Wujiu, do you want to die?!"

The angry dragon girl made the entire deserted sea feel terrified. Fan Wujiao, who was kicked and staggered on the ground for several times, got up and knelt on the ground. His face wearing a mask couldn't see his expression, but You can feel his fanatical and humble attitude towards the Dragon Girl.

"Who let you allow food to come into my dragon palace! I dirty my place to see how I can clean you up!" Linglong was really angry because the little dolphin was slapped away by her when she came over and wanted to kiss her. The anger turned red, but it also became more shocking and beautiful. Her newly-acquired mount Feng, who had seen her anger before, became even more frightened, shivering and shivering into a ball, afraid to make a sound.

Fan Wujiu couldn't speak. He just knelt on the ground and kept kowtow, looking annoyed. This guy is not cute at all. If it weren't for his loyalty and hard work, she would really have eaten him early in the morning. "Get out, don't come in without my call."

She never cared where Fan Wujiao lived, anyway, she gave him privileges, Huanghai can come and go as he pleases, but this guy somehow prefers to sleep in an empty big shell at the gate of Longgong, just like her. He is a master who abuses his servants. This drifting soul is the only one who can keep the memory and stay with Linglong to take care of her. Linglong kicked Fan Wujiang again, kicked him out of the Dragon Palace, and looked unhappy at the woman standing on the side sternly. ,"What kind of thing do you dare to enter my dragon palace?"

Linglong has a fascinating pursuit of her own dragon palace and does not like any soul to enter, so for countless years, there are only mountains of gold and silver jewelry. What Linglong liked was the soul that was brought to her lips by Fan Wujiao's acquisition, and she didn't like this kind of sober soul. She likes soft apertures, but doesn't like people. If you want to come here, you can only turn into an edible light ball.

"Sorry, I……"

"What kind of benefits did you give that idiot, he would let you enter my dragon palace in this posture?"

The soul shook his head quickly: "No no, I didn't give him anything, and he didn't let me in. It was at the door when I came. As soon as the man saw me, I walked in by himself. He tried to deal with me. , But I don’t know why it can’t be done.”

"Nonsense." Linglong reprimanded, "This is my Dragon Palace, who would dare to make trouble in my Dragon Palace? It's that the **** Daluo has come, and nothing can be done in the Dragon Palace." That guy was wronged, Ling Long pouted, "A long time. When there is no food in the deserted sea, it will appear in Guixu, not to mention the Dragon Palace. You should have this good fortune. No matter, this time I will give you a chance to come and let me eat it myself."

"You, you want to eat me?!"

"Otherwise? Are you coming to Guixu for a luxurious seven-day tour?" She said not to be a philanthropist!

"But I'm dead..."

"Do you think I can eat human flesh? It's not delicious!" Linglong wanted to kick her. "Are you coming by yourself or me?"

"If the soul is eaten, will there be nothing?"

"Otherwise? Do you think that the sustainable development of recyclable recycling?"

"I……"

Linglong didn't bother to talk nonsense with her anymore, she squeezed it into a ball, and then vomited it out: "It's terrible!"

Why is it so bitter! She wants to call the police because she is so bitter!

Depend on!

It looks pure and sweet, and it tastes inconsistent with the graphics and text, as if it is the difference between the seller's show and the buyer's show. How to eat this tattered thing like this? Linglong looked annoyed, and slapped the light ball casually: "Go back and deal with your own affairs. When your wish is over, you will come back to me and let me eat. If it is still bitter, I will crush you into powder and sprinkle it. Be fertilizer on the bottom of the sea!"

Hate, such a bitter soul is too difficult to digest even if she eats it. She is tired and wants to rest, but she doesn't want to go to the world immediately.

After the light group was thrown out, Linglong was at ease. She transformed into her original form and rolled on the soft coral bed, sometimes fascinated by her beautiful scales. Well, she is really the No. 1 Meilong in the entire desert sea.

Feng shivered and thought: However, you are the only one in the entire desert sea.

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Hello, I want to tell you a story.

Of course, this story is actually very boring and pale, there is nothing nice, there is no climax and no touching plot, because strictly speaking, it is my own story. If you are willing to listen, please trouble you all and listen to my rants.

I am dead.

But when I was alive, I had a name called Qi Pan. My mother married my stepfather on the second marriage. This is not a romantic and beautiful relationship, because when the two of them fell in love, they had a complete family with each other. This combination was not blessed by anyone. The stepfather was named Tang and his family was distinguished. They loved each other so passionately that they even eloped because of this, but both died in a car accident.

They didn't take me away.

I didn't live well in the Tang family. The Tang family didn't like me and ignored me, but I knew that I deserved it. My stepfather's sons and daughters hated me, and I knew that too. But I have nowhere else to go except here. At that time, I was only nine years old.

Only one person is different.

My little uncle-only he is willing to let me call him like this. When such a big event happened, he rushed back from abroad, and I was about to be kicked out if he was not accepted by the Tang family. It was he who took me in and took me abroad. , Will raise me up.

He is very gentle, the gentlest and most upright person I have ever met. He said that adults should not blame the children for their faults. He said that I am innocent. He said that I can stand in the sun, smile and live openly.

I like him so much.

But he did not accept my confession. He was twenty years older than me. When I was fourteen, he was thirty-four years old and served as a municipal cadre. My confession to him was very gently rejected. He told me that he raised me as a daughter. Normal people would not have the wrong feelings towards children with one hand, like in TV series or comics. He said that I was still young and that I would understand what he said one day.

At that time, I knew he would not accept me. I was not a naive and romantic 14-year-old girl, but I knew that what he said was correct.

Then ah, and then I watched his newly married Yaner, loving husband and wife, giving birth to children. He has a pair of children, so happy, and I am so happy, although I have lived alone, but every time I see him smile, I feel that life is very beautiful.

But the good times didn't last long. Some bad guys rushed into the school to kill people indiscriminately. His children were taught to be brave and kind. They were only eleven years old. When the teacher escaped, they pulled down and blocked the classroom door.

Then his wife, a gentle and beautiful woman, couldn't bear such a blow, and died in a car accident.

In an instant, he was a lot of old age. I have thought about how he and his wife grew old so many times, but I didn't expect that it was his white head alone. I dare not approach him, I don't want to use this opportunity to let him love me, I don't want him to look down on me. I want him to know that I was taught very well by him, knowing right and wrong, knowing respect, and knowing not to force it. But apart from me, no one else can walk into his heart. When the Tang family found me, I promised to take care of him. I took care of his daily life and combed his gray hair. In fact, he is still young. He is not as old as he is less than fifty years old.

I make a wish, if I can, let me take this pain instead of him, return his wife and children to him, and make him happy.

When he is unhappy, my heart breaks.

Then he died, and I didn't want to live anymore. I jumped off the high bridge and died in the cold river water.

I opened my eyes. It was at the dining table in his house. His wife invited me to eat. She was a very good woman. She was very kind to me. She was very willing that I could live with them, but I knew it was No, my uncle has forgotten that confession, but I know that the love for him in my heart has never decayed.

He just got married soon.

Very young, handsome, still gentle and upright, really the best person in the world.

I love him.

I'm underage, my uncle doesn't worry about moving out, but I must go. I told him in a mocking and cold tone: how his wife and children will die, what a vicious woman I am, and I will hurt them. , I will be jealous, I will look forward to many years later, I am a bad person.

I live alone as I wish, and it has nothing to do with the Tang family. I live in the apartment where he was young. There is a bridge not far away, where I once jumped.

Later, I went abroad to study and became a fashion designer, painting clothes every day, but in the dead of night, in the studio of the apartment, there are portraits of him. I have seen him look old and sad, and I don't want to see him like that anymore.

Everything was the same as I thought. I saw reports about campus prisoners while attending a grand costume show. That tragedy was stopped!

It's great that he can continue to be happy.

But I don't know that he will be terminally ill. Isn't he, he very happy? He didn't die after his wife and children had an accident, he shouldn't be like this, he should have a smooth and happy life!

I can't help but worry about him. He has been thinking about me all these years, but I never saw him again, nor did I reply to his letter. I am like an unfilial child, squandering, wasting, and ruining my uncle's love.

He was so weak as he was lying on the hospital bed. His wife told me that there was no suitable bone marrow. I thought, try mine.

It's really a blessing from God, it actually matches exactly.

He had not come out of the operating room when I left, and the Tang family wished that I would not see him. To them, I was a stain.

I went back to the apartment where I lived.

I'm so sad, I want to grab it, I want to do whatever it takes, otherwise, what is the point of living again? But I didn't do that after all. I was afraid that he would hate me, look down on me, and regret that he had raised me.

He is the best person in the world, the person I desire most and cannot have.

Later, I called him on impulse, and there was no sound. He might know it was me and kept calling me Panpan. For a person who loves you, there is nothing inexcusable. He misses me, he loves me that way, but not the kind of love I want.

It sounds like he doesn't know what I gave him bone marrow. It's great, he doesn't need to feel owed, and he can continue to be happy. His wife should have heard what I said after my rebirth that year. Her concealment was a very correct decision.

Uncle, you are very happy, that's great.

I hung up the phone.

Say you guys.

What a coincidence, my bone marrow matches him, I think we are a natural pair, but the timing of my appearance is wrong. But since then, he has been connected to me by blood.

I was in pain. I walked to the bridge in a daze. There was a little beggar kneeling on one side. I gave him all the valuable things on my body, and then I touched his head in a very light tone. Tell him: Good boy, cover your eyes and don't look.

It's too painful to live. I only have the love for him for two lifetimes in my heart, and there is no way to live well.

I remember him for a moment, and then I spend the rest of my life forgetting him.

He is the best dream I have ever had in my life. I don't want to wake up, but I am very happy that he is awake. I am the only one who does not wake up. How wonderful he is, he is so happy, so happy that he will grow old with another person and have both children. I watched his newly married Yaner, each other, giving birth to children, full of frost and snow, which is very good for me. That's great, that's great.

You guys, don't laugh at me, I'm just a dead long-winded ghost, suffering in my heart, without relatives and friends, that's why I said so much.

Well, the master of this sea is coming back, you guys, hurry up, don't upset that lord because of me.

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The ghost doesn't know, she thinks she only has her own household registration, and her ID card is with her. She will soon be dealt with the remains and will not notify anyone, but he finally knows.

There was also the little beggar who had witnessed everything. This became the biggest nightmare of his first half of his life, and he didn't get better until he met a woman named Xie Xun. He was adopted by her little uncle, but he could never forget this gentle woman who had only met once.

The river water has become bitter.

The ghost has no obsessions, no regrets, no wishes, but her sorrow has turned into water vapor, which is contaminated with these two men.

The gentle little uncle became unsmiling, and the little beggar became gloomy and deep.

But she doesn't know anymore.

Alas, although Zaixia is just an ordinary coral in the Dragon Palace of Guixu, it is also an honor to be the bed of the dragon lady. The ghost does not know that she heard this, nor does she know that the dragon lady has given us privileges. Let us occasionally Can learn about her.

But as an old coral that has lived a long, long, long, long time, I still want to talk about it. This is the saddest story I have ever heard.

She jumped off the high bridge, and everyone's ending changed, except hers.

Everyone is happy, except for her.