Shi Jinzhe moved closer to the stone platform on the other side, bent down and picked up the coral conch. It had a purple mouth and exquisite patterns; it was very beautiful.
Why didn't you keep it for yourself?
"I only found this one; if there's a second one, I'll keep it."
Shi Jin stopped sliding his thumb across the snail shell: "So you gave me the first one?"
He half-squatted down and gripped the beautiful coral shell tightly: "Why did you give it to me first?"
"I find you pleasing to the eye." Shekh reached out and pulled Shi Jin's broken wrist. "That ship has gone far away. May I go further afield?"
"Is it just that you find me pleasing to the eye?"
Shekh couldn't answer the question right away because the only human she had been in contact with for a long time was Shi Jinzhe.
The word "only" has always referred to only him; there has been no one else.
But whether someone is pleasing to the eye or not is often based on first impressions. Just because Sheikh hasn't spent much time with people doesn't mean he hasn't met many.
Most of the time, she can judge how Shi Jinzhe is treating her by comparing her behavior with that of others.
Just like the white dress she's wearing, the sales assistant advised that because of the special nature of pearls, sweat and perfume can affect their luster, so it shouldn't be tried on.
Excessive sun exposure, water exposure, and even everyday skincare products can cause damage and yellowing. In short, this is a very expensive dress that can only be worn twice and is very difficult to care for.
The backless design was so revealing that the husband in a newlywed couple refused to buy it, saying, "I'll be jealous if you dress so provocatively."
The wife lowered her head shyly and muttered, "Why are you so possessive? You can buy it, I'll only wear it for you to see at home."
Her husband's next words were offensive to her ears, and Shekh didn't want to recall them.
She thought this was the fun between humans.
When I ran into the couple again that night, the husband gave his wife a backless, slit dress that cost two hundred yuan, saying it looked nice and she could buy it.
The wife reluctantly took the dress, and when she turned around, she recognized her, her gaze lingering on the bag in Shi Jinzhe's hand for a few moments.
Then she turned around and whispered to her husband, "I thought they were really rich, but it turns out they're just putting on a show, coming to this kind of budget store."
Upon hearing this, Shekh felt that the couple's relationship was somewhat self-deceptive.
Regardless of the value of the object, whether it is good or bad, time will always lead one to understand it.
The value is too high; they might just take a look.
It's not very valuable, and buying it won't stop her from liking it.
Shi Jinzhe has always been doing this, not just teaching her what he has seen, but going to know everything with her.
The fact that they were learning and progressing together piqued Sheikh's interest.
Emotions give value; she understands the world and her vision has never been limited by others.
Like this coral snail, she thought it was very beautiful, so she reluctantly gave it to Shi Jinzhe.
When the aura emanating from Jinzhe was fed back, Shekh knew that he liked it very much and was happy.
She remained in that position, inhaling the fresh scent of the sea breeze, and replied, "Only you, you're the only one I find pleasing to the eye."
Shekh looked up at Shi Jinzhe and said, "And because of you, I have a slightly different view of humans. They are not as bad as I thought. Some of them are actually quite cute."
For example, there were fellow tourists who always thought she had bad eyesight and insisted on helping them with their luggage.
"So you think I'm great."
Shi Jinzhe used concise language to extract the key point of this sentence.
Putting aside Shekh's hesitation and contemplation, these two sentences were very important to him.
Sheikh looked back at him, and nodded slightly into those deep eyes.
"very good."
She moved her hand from Shi Jinzhe's wrist and placed it in his palm. "Can I go somewhere far away? That ship is long gone."
"Go if you like it."
Shekh stared at the hand that had just walked right into his trap.
You're telling me to let her go, but why don't you just let go?
She moved her hand, "My hand."
"Feel sorry."
Shi Jinzhe's gaze lingered on Shehe's face, his fingers brushing through hers before slowly releasing her hand: "I forgot."
Shekh watched his movements, and just as their fingers were about to separate, he grabbed Shi Jinzhe's hand, sank down, and dragged him into the water.
The cool seawater instantly enveloped my body, the water pressure pressing against my chest. Shi Jinzhe plunged into the water with a sudden, forceful motion, before my body could even react.
The seawater was clearly visible from the stone platform, but once you stepped onto it, you realized that it only looked shallow because it was so clear.
His body rose and fell with the seawater for a few seconds. When Shi Jinzhe opened his eyes, the acidic salt water stung his eyes. He saw schools of fish, each about the size of a little finger, swirling around him.
After being pulled around underwater twice and fully acclimatized, Shi Jin swam back and saw Shekhchong showing undisguised smugness.
He surfaced to catch his breath, letting Shekh pull him back up.
The sun, setting below the horizon, can only illuminate the uppermost part of the sea, which lies just below the surface.
Sher turned over, her soft hair spreading out in the water, pulling Shi Jin through schools of fish of various colors, avoiding the flamboyant corals, and swimming together into the distance.
The flowing white dress was wet with water, resembling fluffy white gauze, and the hem was bathed in the blue-purple light of the setting sun, creating a dreamlike scene.
Shi Jinzhe had seen many times how her legs transformed into a snake tail, but in the water, the purple phantom that was usually like mist turned into tiny specks of light, as if it were scattered and then reassembled by the waves, forming a colorful dark purple galaxy.
He couldn't see the snake's tail clearly, only that patch of dark purple that appeared and disappeared intermittently, alluring and mesmerizing.
Using the last rays of light from the sunset, Shi Jinzhe refocused his gaze on Sheh's face; the black ribbon remained perfectly in place.
He felt a pang of regret at not being able to see her eyes.
Shekh tilted her head, her red lips parted, but Shi Jinzhe, underwater, couldn't hear what she was saying or respond to her. He could only ask her what she had said while he was taking a breather.
Shekh only replied with two words, "Wait."
Then they pulled him back underwater.
A moment later, Shekh parted the sand on the seabed and pulled out something about half the size of his palm, which looked like a seashell.
It was completely dark, and the lack of light underwater made it impossible for Shi Jinzhe to see what she was holding.
Finding themselves quite far from the shore, Shekh decided to take Shijin back to the stone platform.
The ocean is so vast, be careful not to accidentally let go and lose someone.
The large lights outside the villa illuminated the bottom of the water, providing excellent location information, making it easy to find the way back.
About ten minutes later, Shi Jinzhe used his arms to support himself as he climbed out of the water onto the stone platform. Just as he sat down on the edge of the platform, Sheh stuffed something into his hand.
It is a pink heart-shaped clam with no damage to its shell.
"This dress is a return gift." Sheh came up from the water and sat down next to Shi Jinzhe. The wet clothes clung to their bodies, and neither of them was in a hurry to change.
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