Chapter 12: The Prince and the Little Mermaid (12)
After a moment of silence, he suddenly hooked his lips lightly and repeated softly: "It's a kiss......"
The old grandmother swam over gently, raised her hand and touched his long hair, and said in a slow voice:
"A kiss is not only an act of love, but also a sacred ritual for us merfolk. If you have someone you like, you will understand the meaning of kissing. Once the mermaid kissed someone else...... It is equivalent to being willing to give all of yourself for that person. β
The Little Mermaid didn't look at her, just looked at the swaying aquatic plants, and her voice was low: "I know." β
"All. Every hair, every inch of skin, every heartbeat......" The old grandmother sighed slightly: "Child, do you have someone you like?" β
The boy didn't answer, he raised his thick eyelashes, and his ice blue pupils stared silently at the grandmother in front of him.
The old grandmother closed her eyes and shook her head slightly:
"Child, you must remember that kisses cannot be given lightly unless you are ready and willing to give everything you have for that person."
Anmur's expression was very calm, and he silently turned his face back and continued to look at the shuttling fish.
The old grandmother continued to speak slowly:
"Your 'all' is different from 'all', it is what you have, including what you care about, such as relatives and friends, and what you have not paid attention to, such as health, singing, ...... Even life. β
She sighed softly, "So, you can only give your own kiss if you are ready." But that's just for merfolk, if it's human......"
The Little Mermaid's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, quietly staring at the beautiful underwater garden, and her clear and beautiful voice was unwavering, as if it was just an indifferent repetition:
"If it's human?"
"If it's human, it's two different things." The old grandmother looked at him quietly, "Human love is the most unreliable, and kisses are not a holy thing for them, and they are not responsible for it. It's the same with love. Human life is short, but the heart is erratic, a person can kiss many people in his life, and he can also love many people. β
The Little Mermaid smiled softly, revealing soft dimples at the corners of her lips, and muttered softly:
ββ¦β¦ How unfair. β
The old grandmother smiled helplessly, and said slowly: "But people have souls, even if their lives are short, after they die, they can ascend to heaven." We can't, even if we have a lifespan of hundreds of years, when we die, we will only turn into foam floating around on the sea. β
She hesitated, "Unless ......"
The child in front of him looked up at her, his ice blue eyes calm, "Unless what?" β
"Unless man is willing to give us his soul." The old grandmother said softly, "If you can get the true love of manβif he loves a mermaid more than anything, he will give her half of his soul and half of his joy...... But, child, that's impossible. β
The Little Mermaid blinked: "Why?" β
The old grandmother smiled and said softly:
"Because of the fishtail."
"My dear child, a fishtail is something that is unacceptable to humans. It's so weird for humans that no one will fall in love with a mermaid with a fishtail. β
Anmur blinked slightly.
His long eyelashes quivered, and at last he asked softly, as if muttering to himself:
"Won't humans fall in love with mermaids?"
He was answered by a whisper that was like a sigh:
"Yes, kid. No. β