Life under the sea is boring.

Bai Wanwan had never been in such a boring and idle world, as if there was no one else in this world except for her and Lan.

She didn't find it boring, but felt like it was stolen. The time I can spend alone with him should be pleasant no matter how I think about it.

She still feels that time is not difficult because of this little selfishness, but for him who exists alone with new memories, I am afraid that life will be very depressing.

Today, the sun on the sea is extraordinarily large, and even the light that comes in through the layers is like a golden thread cruising in the water.

Normally, the sea she sees from her perspective is a deep blue, but when it comes to white, the light outside is strong enough to make it look like a light pale blue.

She sat on the reef where she could touch the light, and looked at Lan who was sitting precariously without a trace.

He was very quiet, and if Bai Wanwan hadn't taken the initiative to talk to him, he would have barely made any sound. Just sit quietly and gaze into the depths of the sea.

He rarely played with the only harp he had brought in, and the sound of the harp seemed to bring him some kind of negativity. It's like Bai Wanwan is now a mermaid, but she rarely sings.

Neither of them spoke first, just watched in silence as the golden light dimmed little by little, and the illuminated clear water turned back to oppressive deep blue inch by inch.

And the moonlight replaces the sunlight and quietly refracts from the sea.

Bai Wanwan guessed that the air outside might be very bad, because even the moonlight only appeared for a moment today, and the sea surface was dark again.

It was the first time she had encountered this kind of qi since she came here, and in the past, no matter how dark the night was, there was always some lighting substance, but at this moment, the deep black was like thick ink that could not be stirred, covering the world together.

Her eyesight was still good, and she couldn't sleep with this strange breath, so she swam slowly to the glass cage with her tail - she was already very skilled in controlling it.

Although she realized a very serious problem...... Where does Lan take a bath and... Untie... Solve physiological problems.

But the strange thing is that he came down so much, as if he didn't have any dirt on his body, he seemed to be born clean.

The knuckles tapped lightly on the glass, and her eyesight was okay, but it was only okay, and she could distinguish the direction.

And under such dark water, no matter how much she wants, she can't see clearly.

She quickly got a response.

In the empty silence and darkness, Lan Sheng's response came: "Huh? ”

Bai Wanwan's words were a little stunned, and she didn't know what she wanted to do to him, just because she wanted to be closer to him in this frightening environment.

She didn't say anything, but Lan spoke again: "Will Wan be afraid of the dark water?" ”

After finishing this sentence, he chuckled again: "It should be, Juan is also a weak woman." ”

To be exact, she should be called a female.

Bai Wanwan still didn't speak, just snuggled against the cold glass wall and pasted her side face on it.

In this way, can you be satisfied? Even if you can't touch each other, it still feels like you've narrowed the distance between the two people.

Bai Wanwan didn't know what he was thinking, and the low and pleasant chuckle sounded for a while, and suddenly a pleasant piano sound sounded in his ears.

Bai Wanwan pricked up her ears to listen, but the voice never sounded again.

"Heavy rain is coming."

This was Lan's muttering voice: "It is said that on the surface of the sea when the heavy rain is coming, there will be a kraken singing, and when the fishing boat approaches, the kraken will take the lives of those young sailors in song. ”

Bai Wanwan hadn't heard this story, so she asked curiously: "I know it's a kraken, so why do the fishing boats still get closer?" ”

Lan then smiled again: "Human beings are always eager for beauty, even if they take their lives, they have to win that moment of joy. ”

What he said... How can he not be human himself.

Bai Wanwan shook her head: "I haven't seen the Krakens, and I haven't heard their singing. ”

"Again... The Kraken is a merfolk who live at the bottom of the sea. ”

“？？？ I don't have it, I'm not. ”

Hearing his words, Bai Wanwan hurriedly began to argue: "I haven't sung to attract fishing boats, and I won't kill people." ”

Lan seemed to be amused by her anxious rebuttal, and even the dull laughter in her throat was exceptionally clear: "Then, what song will Juan sing?" ”

"I can only hum, not sing."

"Juan's voice is very good."

“……”

This man can fuck talk.

The corners of Bai Wanwan's mouth couldn't help but rise, but she still spoke with a shelf: "If you play another song for me, I will sing it to you with compassion." ”

In the darkness, it is clear that nothing can be seen clearly, and even the sound echoes infinitely in the seawater. But she just made up the picture of "Fairy Holding the Qin" in her mind.

"Rise, the harp really seems to be a musical instrument used by the gods." She spoke softly.

Unexpectedly, Lan responded: "Yes, the instrument used by Cupid and Apollo in the cross." ”

At last, he asked, "Have you ever seen a god?" ”

"How could it be ......"

Lan only chuckled, and the sound of the piano in his hand began again.

It is also a song that Bai Wanwan has never heard, gentle, sad but not sad, like a story told by someone. The timbre of the tail note is like a series of pearls falling into the sea, which is extremely dreamy.

In the unknown darkness, even the sound of the piano seemed to bring her comfort.

She stepped on the dot at the end of the piano note and spoke softly:

“Húnsateinvievatnie，

She sat alone by the lake,

Ogs?ngtilhans，

Sing to him like that,

Ljúfsáras?ngva，

A song of joy and sorrow,

Unshannbirtist，

Until his appearance......"

This song is one of the few songs in Bai Wanwan's mind that remembers the words, and the loneliness that seeped out of the tune when she first heard it still seems to be recalled.

She sang softly in a cheerful voice, just like the Siren in the story, sitting alone on the surface of the sea and singing demon songs, attracting the sailors who were bewitched by the song, drowning them in the endless ocean floor in the dark night without a moon.

A few stars rose above the sea, not as bright as the moon, but there was some glimmer of light.

Her singing stopped, and the glimmers of light were like fireflies falling on the surface of the sea, bringing a dreamlike fluorescence.

She pressed against the glass, her palms covered in it, and the Rao gaze that looked inside was diluted by the water streaks and became extraordinarily soft.

And the moment her eyes were clear, she saw it, and he also put down the harp and half-knelt and touched his hand against the glass wall, just staring at her quietly.

Even in the darkness where they couldn't see each other clearly, there were people who kept looking in the direction of Pets.