006.Homeward Journey
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Triton was slightly stunned when he heard his father use the word "infatuated" to describe him.
But before he could figure out what this meant, his father Poseidon indifferently withdrew his gaze, stirred up the surging water, and quickly disappeared from his sight.
But thinking that Medusa was still inside, Triton hesitated for a long time, and finally just stood at the door and knocked gently.
After a long time, he finally heard an echo from the room. A thin, weak, hoarse voice sounded alert and fearful. "Who is it?"
As a mermaid, Triton's voice should be very pleasant, but at this moment his voice became hoarse. "It's me, Triton."
The sound from inside the door paused for a moment, and finally, he heard Medusa's voice with a hint of panic, "Triton, why are you here?"
There was a sound of fabric rubbing against each other from inside. Triton didn't know how to explain it, but after a moment, she finally eased the awkward atmosphere, "Come in."
Triton took a deep breath and walked into the room of the sunken ship.
The room of the ancient shipwreck was already covered with algae, and the broken furniture inside was in a mess. He gently closed his eyes. The sea water had a cold and aggressive smell that belonged to the sea god Poseidon, which was also the symbol of the ruler of the ocean.
He opened his eyes and saw Medusa in front of him, barely covering her body with the remaining cloth. She was full of restraint and numbness. Her snow-white skin, which was about to recover, was once again stained with glaring red marks, wrapping the originally pure girl in a layer of incompatible desire.
Triton's gaze rested calmly on her, but just like the seemingly broad-minded and calm sea, in fact, the dark depths of the ocean had already been surging with undercurrents, constantly churning.
Medusa's rosy lips trembled slightly, and his pale, weak reflection was reflected in her clear, deep blue eyes. However, she still managed a sad smile. "I didn't expect you to follow me here. Poseidon must be angry with you, right?"
"However, seeing you here makes me feel inexplicably relieved."
As she spoke, there was a hint of hope and self-comfort in her bitter eyes, and she even gave him a smile, as if she was not sad at all after seeing Triton.
However, seeing her lost expression, Triton somehow suddenly approached her and said awkwardly, "Once, an old man from the ocean said this to me."
"We live in the sea, and the sea will take away our tears along with our sorrow."
Triton did not say the rest of the words, but he could not help but hope that the merciful sea water could also take away Medusa's sorrow.
Triton looked at Medusa, who had her eyes lowered and her arms folded, and suddenly wanted to replace her slender, porcelain-white arms, hold her tightly in his arms, and provide her with a safe haven.
He wanted to gently comfort the fragile and helpless beautiful girl in front of him and tell her that everything would be fine.
But Triton suddenly felt that this lie was ridiculous.
At that time, he did not have the courage to knock on the door at that moment and disobey his father. He could only comfort her afterwards and try to comfort himself in the same way.
He knew very well in his heart that this was nothing more than the self-consolation of a cowardly and incompetent person. After all, after experiencing such a thing, what use could comfort have?
All of this was because Poseidon, the god of the sea, was always greedy. He clearly had the power to rule the ocean, his mother and many other lovers, but he was unwilling to let her go.
Triton raised his hand, wanting to smooth back the strands of hair that had drifted along the seawater from her cheek. However, the moment his hand was about to touch her hair, he saw Medusa's surprised expression, and he suddenly woke up as if he had been electrocuted.
What on earth is he fantasizing about?
But because of this, Triton seemed to suddenly understand where the deep sense of powerlessness in his heart came from, and he also understood why his father was angry with him.
It turned out that Triton, like his despicable father, the sea god, wanted to possess this innocent and pure girl, wanted to possess her beautiful face, wanted her eyes to look at him forever...
He fell deeply in love with her, perhaps... it was love at first sight from the first time he saw her.
But how can this be?
That was the lover of his father, Poseidon, the god of the sea...
Triton took a deep breath, curled his hands into fists, and quickly retracted them. His tone was painful and distant, "I'll take you back."
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Triton is fine, but I always remember that he is the son of Poseidon, the god of the sea.
Even though their relationship is not as harmonious as I imagined, the bond of blood is always indelible. After all, he inherited some of Poseidon's appearance and power. I can't face him calmly.
There is always a blazing fire burning in my heart. Even after I have suffered painful yet faintly satisfying torture, I can still show him my most affectionate look and break free from all the shackles of being a priest.
But Triton was unexpectedly pure and simple. I thought it would take a long time to gain his love, but I didn't expect that his feelings came so passionately and quickly.
I actually don’t really believe in love at first sight, and even think such feelings are ridiculous and shallow.
But whether it is true or false, this is the first and only card I have earned in the face of Poseidon's ruthless possession, and I must make good use of it.
As for the arrogant Poseidon, as the omniscient and omnipotent god of the ocean, it is impossible for him not to guess that my obedience and love are fake, but today, the eagerness and interest in possessing me in his eyes are indeed there.
However, fearing that my purpose would be too obvious, I did not rush to reveal my intentions to Him today.
Even though he is irritable and easily angered, Poseidon is the god of the sea second only to Zeus, so I dare not act rashly.
But according to my original revenge plan, from today on, I should completely accept my identity as his lover, take the initiative to find him, seduce him with all means, and let him fall into my gentle arms as soon as possible.
However, because of Triton's change towards me, I suddenly changed my mind.
So, my eyes turned to Triton, who was swimming in front of me and leading the way. I suddenly caught up with him, shook his hand, and said something pleading in my tone.
"By the way, will you come to see me tomorrow?"
Triton looked at my hand, and his fingers twitched quickly, perhaps out of surprise, causing his fingertips to accidentally scrape across my soft palm.
I put my fingers through his fingers and caressed the softest skin at the base of my fingers. I saw his face suddenly turn red, but his face was not full of shyness, but struggle and resistance.
Soon, he quickly pulled his hand back.
Probably because of this incident, Triton didn't say a word along the way. Although I didn't care about this sticky and weird atmosphere, after going through all this, I felt tired gradually like a tide. Every movement of my body became heavier. I almost used up my last bit of strength to follow him on the way back.
Besides, I also wanted to provoke Triton, so I took advantage of the situation and reached out my hand to cling to his back, "Triton, I'm really tired, I really can't walk anymore..."
His fish tail was so frightened that it flipped several times in the water, but his body seemed to be frozen and he dared not move.
Triton frowned and turned his head to look at me for a long time. Seeing that I seemed to be in a really bad condition, he put his arms around my legs with a complicated expression and carried me on his back.
Mermaids in the water naturally don't wear clothes. I thought his body would be cold, but in fact it was so hot that I felt scorching. I couldn't help but curl the corners of my lips, my lips touching his slender neck, and said gratefully, "Thank you, in this sea, no one else treats me better than you."
I actually wanted to go even further and make this card more valuable, but at this point I was so exhausted that I could barely open my eyes. I just wanted to lie down on the soft clam meat and fall into a deep sleep.
Faintly, I seemed to hear a soft sigh. The sigh was restrained and introverted, as if filled with the pain of not getting what you want.
But compared to my pain, what is it?
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