He's just afraid of losing her, it's just because he's afraid of losing her.

This time, he almost lost her.

Forever, completely, lost her.

For the first time, he realized that the sea was so wide, so deep, so vast, so vast that in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

Andre slowly moved his gaze to where the mermaid was, but unexpectedly, met a pair of eyes that were as clear as ever.

Her eyes are the same as the sea, but they are not the same as the sea.

The sea made him feel terrified, because the depth under the surface of the sea was not something that humans could tread, but in her eyes, she pretended to be him.

Yes, in her eyes, he only saw his own reflection, and the reflection was so clear, so clear that those entanglements, those apprehensions, those fears, all of a sudden were gone.

Completely gone.

What is there to worry about, what is there to be afraid of, in her eyes, he is the only one, and she can only pretend to be alone.

Andrei's expression became more and more gentle.

He looked at the mermaid with a look in his eyes, gentle enough to drown a person in it.

Hai Mingyue glanced at it and quickly looked away.

She swung her fishtail and swam to the surface, droplets of water sliding down her forehead and down the bridge of her nose, her rose-like crimson lips, across her gracefully shaped chin, and finally into the water.

Andrei's throat moved slightly, and he looked away rather gentlemanly, in the sea it was fashionable and not obvious, perhaps because the sea was no better than the land, in the sea, he was duckweed, always drifting with the waves, so he did not notice this.

But this is the land, this lake, he built for her.

Here, there were only him and her, so some desires in his heart, which were usually not strong and not obvious, suddenly became stronger.

So strong that the self-control he prided himself on almost didn't work.

The mermaid slowly swam up to him in the posture of a beautiful woman out of the bath.

It's close.

You can also smell the sea from her body.

It was not the smell of the sea, but a strange scent that was somewhat like that of the Queen, but different, and smelled better than the Queen's, and which fascinated him.

The mermaid swam to his side, facing him, and the two were so close that André bowed his head slightly and caught the crimson rose.

As visually suggested, this is a delicate rose, and it is also a rose that people simply can't let go.

A rose that belongs to him alone, blooming in the middle of the sea.

The fairy tale version is that the prince overcame all obstacles, experienced thousands of mountains and rivers, and many dangers, and finally arrived at his destination, picking the incredible roses that bloomed in the depths of the sea, and after being picked by the prince, the roses will always belong to the prince.

The reality is that the prince found the rose, he took advantage of the rose's innocence and kindness, pretended to be in danger, deceived the rose to come to his rescue unsuspectingly, and then took advantage of the rose to save himself, he said that the rose was cruelly picked away.

Roses are roses that bloom in the deep sea, and can roses that bloom so delicately without the deep sea?

Andrei thought of his mother.

When the queen was young, she often stayed at home, and she was not in good health to the outside world, and Andre also thought that her mother was really not in good health, but it was very strange that the queen's health could not be better, and she was not even very sick.

But she could not walk, and when she took two steps, her steps were vain, her head was sweating, and her face was pale, as if she was suffering from something unbearable.

Later, André realized that every step the queen took was like walking on the tip of a knife, and that pain could not be ignored simply by being numb.

This pain stems from the witch's curse, which curses the punishment of whimsical attempts to leave the sea and go to land.

Unless the witch's magic dissipates, this pain, for the mermaid who suffers, will never dissipate, never.

Andre couldn't help but be a little suspicious, did he really bear to let the mermaid suffer the kind of pain that the mermaid should not have suffered?

Just for love?

As if to punish him for wandering, the thorns on the rose's body pierced into his flesh.

The pain brought him back to his senses, and he slightly distanced himself from the mermaid, and on the mermaid's delicate lips, he saw the blood slowly flowing down the corners of his mouth.

The blood made her look like a banshee with a hungry face after eating man-eating essence blood.

A banshee in the sea, a banshee that people can't forget.

It is no wonder that there are legends and warnings about banshees in the sea, but every year there are ships that are tempted by the song, some are simply fascinated by the beautiful song, and some hear the song and want to see if the so-called banshee in the sea is as beautiful as the rumored one, so they row in the direction from which the song came.

However, whether they were deluded or not, they wanted to see it and walked over on their own initiative, no one ever claimed that they would come out alive after seeing the banshee.

Never.

Andrei felt that he seemed to understand a little.

And this banshee who bewitched him, even among the banshees who have always been known for their beauty, must be the most outstanding one.

"I'd like to go ashore and have a look."

When Andrei was in a trance, he heard the mermaid say this.

"Of course, if you want, maybe I can build a mobile tank just for you?"

"Why build a dedicated tank?"

"Because ......"

Before Andrei finished speaking, the snow-white tail of the mermaid in the water suddenly turned into a pair of straight, slender and beautiful legs that belonged to humans.

From the toenail all the way up, there's nothing that isn't near-perfect.

Andre never felt that someone could be worthy of the word perfect, but now he couldn't say that some, the mermaid in front of him was worthy of the word perfect.

You can't find a single imperfection in her.

I can't say in good conscience that she's not beautiful.

She is beautiful, so beautiful that the sun and the moon can't compare to her light.

"Your tail~"

Andrei's expression was complicated.

Although the queen did not explicitly say that she was the willful mermaid who bet with the witch back then, Andre guessed that the king and queen may have deliberately hidden it from others, but they have never concealed Andre's consciousness, otherwise there would not be so many flaws, so that he could associate the queen with the mermaid.

So Andre actually knows a lot about mermaids.

Include the process and why mermaids get legs.

I don't know who started it, and the mermaids are full of yearning for the humans on the shore.