"Don't touch me, I won't..."

He opened his eyes with a grim expression, and then...

"Have I arrived in heaven?"

He stared intently at Greta's face, his fierce gaze suddenly turning blank.

Greta then realized that his eyes were a deep blue, a blend of the colors of the sky and the sea, more beautiful than any gemstone Greta had ever seen.

A thought flashed through Greta's mind: such beautiful eyes shouldn't belong to a human.

The other person grasped her hand: "You must be an angel."

Greta was at a loss as she held her hands in her hands: "You've misunderstood. I'm not called Angel, I'm called Greta."

The visitor from the sea cleared his throat: "Leander, my name is Leander."

Greta smiled and said, "Leander."

Leander and Greta's eyes met, and Leander froze, his cheeks slowly turning red.

"She's so cute..."

Greta was amused by her strange appearance and took his hand, saying, "Get up quickly, you'll catch a cold lying here."

Leander stared blankly at Greta, his cheeks flushing even more intensely, a vibrant, blood-red color. Greta quickly realized that it wasn't just a resemblance, it was *it*.

"Leander, your nose is bleeding!"

"I……"

"There are so many, what should I do if I can't stop them?"

"Angel……"

When Greta frantically stopped the bleeding, his chest was completely red. Greta pointed to his blood-stained shirt and asked, "Do you want to come to my house to change your clothes?"

Leander bowed to Greta and said politely, "Thank you for your help." It was as if he hadn't been the one who had just lost his composure.

Fortunately, Greta's house was right by the sea. Greta carefully helped him up and led him along the path, nervously scanning her surroundings the whole way, until she finally managed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief after locking the door.

To hold such a beautiful creature in one's hand is like possessing a treasure that invites trouble.

Greta's home was very simple. She opened the wardrobe and looked apologetically at Leander: "I'm sorry, I only have coarse linen clothes left."

“Please don’t blame yourself,” Leander said. “You have provided me with tremendous help.”

Greta asked, "Are you from the outside world?"

"I suppose so," Leander replied vaguely.

The man had eyes like the sea, and Greta's urge to hide them surged up again, her right hand almost uncontrollably covering his clear and captivating eyes.

"Please, please don't leave my side, and especially don't go out alone," Greta said seriously.

Upon hearing Greta's words, Leander suddenly covered his face, took two steps back, and stammered, "I...I also want to stay with Miss Greta forever."

He doesn't understand.