Chapter 42
In front of the aquarium's huge acrylic display window is a viewing corridor that is more than 20 meters long.
Countless tourists stop here and admire it quietly.
Colorful ornamental fish swim freely in the deep blue sea. The unique gentle light of the exhibition hall falls on the water, and beams of simulated sunlight are sprinkled from high above. Granular floating objects float lightly with the sound of water.
You Mian stood in front of the display window, looking up slightly at everything in front of him, his amber eyes reflecting shimmering colors, his gaze was like the surface of a lake with broken ice, with an indescribable softness.
Just before the boy raised his hand to touch the window glass, a childish voice suddenly came from his side.
The little boy was held in his mother's arms, blinking his eyes as he looked at the display window next to him. He pointed at the school of fish in front of him with his chubby little hand and said innocently, "Mom, fish, fish."
The woman in the lilac pink dress had her long hair tied low behind her head with a hairpin. Two strands of hair fell beside her ears as if she hadn't been paying enough attention.
The woman held the child's chubby hand, smiled gently, and approached the window. She pointed to the huge school of fish swimming in front of the boy, and read each word with long pauses: "Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp, right? Good boy."
The child called "good boy" giggled, his big grape-like eyes curved brightly.
"Fish, fish."
You Mian suddenly lowered his eyes and took a step back as if to escape. "We've finished, let's go to the next one..."
Before You Mian could finish his words, Pei Huaiji, who had been standing behind him, raised his hand and gently pressed his shoulder.
The man did not say anything extra, but held You Mian's shoulders and leaned slightly closer to the glass display window in front of him. A cold voice sounded the next second, with a hoarse and low voice.
"This one with big black and blue spots on its back is called a whip butterfly fish."
You Mian was stunned.
Pei Huaiji's big hand with distinct joints turned in another direction, "This kind."
Hundreds and thousands of small fish emitting fine blue-green sparkles passed by their eyes, creating beautiful ripples on the water.
"It's a blue-green gill fish, very small."
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