Chapter 291 Bird Philosophy Good-hearted Father
Generally speaking, the distinguished crown prince has his own car and does not take ordinary passenger ships.
But Boy is an exception.
Among the seven crown princes, he is definitely the one who loves to go out and seek excitement the most.
The mechanical bird scanned with infrared rays: "He has an Adam's apple?!"
Ifas nodded slightly.
She is called a "princess", but in fact she is a real male - his second brother has a serious cross-dressing fetish.
Although he is the second in line to the throne, Boyi is more favored by his father than Trajan. His mother was a swamp mermaid and her wealth was as rich as that of a country.
Boy's material desires were satisfied too much since he was a child, and he often felt that life was meaningless, so he felt that living a male life was too monotonous early on.
So he often dressed up as his mistress, sprayed himself with omega perfume, stretched out his thighs to the servants passing by, observed their reactions as they dropped their plates in panic, and then chuckled.
Ifas hasn't seen him for a long time, and I didn't expect that he has evolved to the point where he has to act like a "princess" every time he goes out.
Mechanical Bird: "...Seriously, do you have any normal fish?"
Ifas: “Yes.”
"who?"
Ifas pointed at himself.
Mechanical Bird: "Now I believe it."
Boy took away the Sea Tribe children and five adults. He would use them to make a traditional birthday cake, a dessert that every pure-blooded mermaid must eat.
The fourth-class cabin was eerily quiet. Apart from two occasional suppressed sobs, no one dared to question it.
After all, in this bloody era, imperial power is too close, while civilization is too far away. They were all slaves of the royal family, born in a lowly state. It was a "special honor" for the lower-class civilians to be able to repay with their lives the favor of the mermaids who had taken their ancestors away from the earth.
Before leaving, Boy suddenly took off his fan, sniffed the air, squinted his eyes and turned his gaze towards the cabin at the end of the corridor.
…The smell of mermaid blood?
He would not risk getting dirty by walking through so many untouchables. But he could see clearly that among the group of people kneeling and praying, there were only two figures standing.
One of them smelled like his bad brother.
It's interesting to meet you here.
He called the captain and whispered something in his ear.
After Boy left, everyone in the fourth class cabin breathed a sigh of relief. When they stood up, they all looked at the young man with the bionic man in surprise.
Ifas glanced at the mechanical bird, "Why don't you kneel?"
Mechanical Bird: "My knees are stiff and I can't kneel down."
And you? "It asked back.
Ifas: "My neck hurts and I can't lower my head."
One is arrogant and proud, unwilling to bow his head; the other has very stiff knees and never kneels when encountering problems.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a tacit understanding of mutual appreciation.
But after a while, a sailor came down and handed Ifas an invitation. When I opened it, it turned out to be an invitation to Boy's birthday party.
The location is...
"Ritz Hotel!" the mechanical bird shouted in surprise.
Ivars closed the invitation and squinted at him. "You've been there? And was it the Whole Milk Tyrant who took you there?"
Mechanical bird: “…”
You really got it right, kid.
The incident at the Ritz Hotel was the beginning of the fish's true nature being fully exposed. Yu Chen played a recording of himself screaming, fed him finger biscuits, and forced him to swear an oath of loyalty.
It's just like a horror movie.
Bai Ling felt horrified just by listening to his narration. One can imagine how helpless Yu felt when he experienced it himself.
The mechanical bird snatched the invitation, crumpled it into a ball and swallowed it in one gulp, threatening domineeringly, "You are not allowed to go!"
Ifas: "Who is the master?"
The mechanical bird said confidently: "You are the master but you can't go. What shall I do if you go?"
Ifas: "I can put you in the luggage storage for only $27.50 for six hours."
It's bad, he really knew the price.
Bai Ling was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do. What could he say? He pretended to be ignorant even though he knew the truth and told the young mermaid not to save the child? It can be seen that it is not Bai Ling's character to refuse to save someone in need.
He asked himself, if it were him, seeing the strange mother whom he had just met yesterday wiping her tears and crying until she was about to faint, he would probably also run to save her in a rage.
Not to mention the young fish who still have a kind heart for the world.
If Yu doesn't do this, he will probably feel guilty for the next few years.
What's more... Bai Ling remembered the advice of physicists that everything that is established and has far-reaching impact cannot be changed. Otherwise, when he goes back, the world will no longer be the same world.
If Ifas was destined to have his fingers chopped off in public in order to become Isuparaiso, then he would definitely not be able to stop it.
But I can't watch you suffer alone.
This time, I must accompany you.
This way, when you feel hurt or wronged, you won't be alone when you turn around.
I will hold you.
·
Bai Ling is a man of action, so once the decision was made, the two began planning their action.
Ifas stretched out his hand: "Spit it out."
The mechanical bird's eyes were red, and it reluctantly vomited out a large ball of paper. Fortunately, I swallowed it whole and can still be used after unfolding it.
After Ifas confirmed the time of the banquet, he bought the earliest boat ticket and planned to leave the planet of trouble as soon as he finished his business.
After paying the bill, he remembered something.
The other five adults are fine as they can walk by themselves. The single mother had to follow them off the ship and then pick up her children. Therefore, it would be best to also buy the boat tickets for the mother and son to leave.
Do good things to the end, there is nothing wrong with the logic. But when Bai Ling heard this, he thought it was too kind. The church should not have a sculpture of Jesus, but a sculpture of Ifash.
Mechanical Bird: "Do you still have money in your scales?"
Ifas said truthfully: "No, it's empty."
How can you do good things without money? I hope I will not be sold to the red-light district again.
Bai Ling was just wondering when the boat docked at the port and the young mermaid disappeared with a flick of its tail.
He ran out to look for her and came to the busy covered bridge. Passengers with large and small luggage were swimming around me like fish. People were moving in a trickle, except for two people standing next to the railing, where the flow was slow.
The time of arrival is evening at the local planetary latitude.
At this moment, the starlight slanted down, penetrated the dirty glass, and cast a rosy light and shadow on the bridge.
The shadow under his feet was stretched very long, and the boy was negotiating a price with the merchant. The bargaining process was almost over. The boy pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had negotiated a fair price. Then, he tilted his head slightly, holding the knife in one hand and the long curly hair in the other, and cut it off neatly...
For a moment, Bai Ling trembled, feeling the burning afterglow shining into his body from head to toe. It was as if his braids had melted into gold, a golden, honey-like color, replacing blood and pouring into every part of his limbs. Only he knows the bitterness and preciousness involved.
The person who cherishes his hair the most sells it.
In the sunset, the boy took the banknote and walked towards this side. The wind that came back from the airport blew into the corridor bridge and turned into small curls of short hair, dancing excitedly around my neck.
The young mermaid waved the money in his hand towards the mechanical bird, as if showing off. But when he got closer, he found that something was wrong with it.
"Why do you look like you're about to cry?"
"Nothing." The mechanical bird turned its face away, its voice hoarse.
The boy raised his hand and touched the bird's head.
He was nineteen years old that year.
His washed-out black jacket was tattered, not at all as shabby as those of his brothers who lived in the castle. He owned nothing but three jars of yeast, two bottles of fireflies, and a cornflower. But he was the best prince Bai Ling had ever seen.
A true prince who only exists in fairy tales.
·
With sufficient funds, everything will be much easier. They took a shuttle plane to land on the planet, booked tickets for the mother and child in advance, and asked the woman to wait at the station until they brought the child over.
Bai Ling still had concerns, fearing that Boyi would not give up and chase him to the airport.
But Ifas said, "No, the sphere of influence on this planet is very complex. Once you pass the station, it belongs to Trajan. Boy doesn't get along with him, so he doesn't dare to act rashly."
Bai Ling wanted to ask, how can you be sure that Terrazhen can save us. But when he saw the fry walking very slowly, he seemed to understand everything.
Trajan's child is born with congenital deficiencies and needs nutrition. So for Trajan, Ifas is of some use.
It was getting dark, but there was still some time before the midnight party. Bai Ling wanted the mermaid to take a break, but this was the first time for the young mermaid to come to this planet. He kept walking with his huge luggage bag on his back, wanting to see everywhere.
Finally we stopped at a chain store that sold bionic people.
Ifas went in to talk, then ran out and dragged the mechanical bird in. He described to the clerk, "Give him a pair of good legs, not one higher than the other, so that he can walk comfortably."
I definitely don't want a mechanical bird.
The young mermaid turned a deaf ear to him and said, "No, I can't refuse. I am the master and you have to listen to me. Without my good legs, I can't bear to let you carry my luggage for me."
Bai Ling really hoped that he could be even worse and take advantage of her. But if you tell this to a mermaid who can use a salt jar for hundreds of years, he won't listen.
Bai Ling couldn't help but persuade him, "You are wasting money. You can't use it at all."
"Why can't I use it?" The young fish suddenly looked up and asked sensitively, "Are you leaving?"
Bai Ling was unable to answer.
The next time we board the ship is at 6:30 a.m. local time, which is almost the end of the 72 hours. They only had one night to spend together at most.
Ifas saw that he didn't want to say more, so he was silent for a while, but still took out the money from selling his hair and paid the full amount.
The clerk said that they needed to wait two or three hours before restocking. Ifas left his backpack in the store and asked Bai Ling to look after it while he went out for a walk.
But this time, he never came back.
·
Hotel Ritz.
The decoration of the top floor is completely different from what it would be a hundred years later. The luxurious large flat is now covered with wallpaper with twined branches and the bold contrasting colors of Rococo are so dazzling that it is hard to open your eyes.
The long table in the living room stretches from one end to the other of the room. The purple flowers and bloody raw meat were laid out in a dazzling array, as if a mountain giant had vomited out a pool of indigestible food after eating too much. It didn't feel appetizing, but rather a bit ominous.
Behind the long table, the ground suddenly dropped to form a deep swimming pool. But if you look closely, the water is turbid and it seems that there are creatures swimming against the grass leaves.
Suddenly, a bloody mouth opened ferociously.
Boy laughed and threw a bone from the plate, hitting the giant crocodile's tongue. With just a crunching sound, the half-meter-long beef bone was easily chewed into pieces.
The fourth princess and the sixth prince watched with great interest, "Brother, can we throw someone down?"
"Of course." Boy smiled and was about to tell them to bring the child over when he heard a report from outside:
"The Seventh Prince is here."
Boy was pulling out a chair and sitting down comfortably when Ifas came in. He crossed his long legs, opened his eyelids, and glanced contemptuously:
"The prince from the fourth class cabin has arrived. Why didn't you bring your bodyguard this time?"
"Bodyguard? Can he afford a bodyguard?" The Fourth Princess laughed.
"It's just a shabby android, not really a bodyguard," Boy smiled, "but Ifas seems to treat it as a friend."
The fourth princess suddenly realized, "Ifas, no one wants to be friends with you, so you found a tin man as your friend."
The Sixth Prince frowned, "What a pathetic fellow! Look at him, his hair is so bad, and it's cut into a short haircut like a grass nest. It's so ugly, he doesn't even look like a mermaid at all."
"He is a Scandinavian cold-water species, big and stocky, certainly not as beautiful as our Mediterranean sirens and swamp mermaids."
They were talking to each other. Ifas's eyes were calm and he said straight to the point:
"I'm already here. Release the child and those five people."
Boy tapped his knuckles slowly on the armrest. "Ifas, I heard that you went to see Trajan the day before yesterday? How is the deformed baby he and his cousin had? Is he dead?"
“…”
"Well, he didn't allow you to study floristry, and made you do dirty work for him. Did you give in to him?"
"No." Ifas said coldly.
Boy leaned forward slightly, staring at the young fish oppressively, and showed a seductive smile, "Then how about surrendering to me. I'm much easier to talk to than Terazhen - Oh, I have a good idea, Terazhen wants your flesh, right? You poison yourself, then cut off the flesh and poison his cub to death, and I'll ask my father to give you freedom, how about it?"
Ifas raised his green eyes coldly, "You want me to do your dirty work for you?"
Boyi leaned back and fiddled with his earrings boredly. "Of course. A bad seed like you who dared to poison even the emperor, and you are not qualified to compete for the right of succession, what else can you do but be a sewer rat?"
Assigning him a job and letting him have a dignity to live is considered a great kindness.
"I can consider it." Unexpectedly, Ifas agreed straightforwardly. But he also had a condition, "You release the person first."
Boy was startled at first, then stood up with interest. He snapped his fingers to let the guard release the man, and pulled the child out for a walk to show Ifas.
The child was so frightened that he was out of his mind and his expression was dull.
Ifas walked over, squatted down with his tall and thin body, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, this is just a nightmare, you will see your mother when you wake up..."
The Fourth Princess and the Sixth Prince laughed out loud in the background.
Ifas placed his palm on the back of the child's head and took him downstairs with the housekeeper. After sending the child out the door, I turned around and locked myself back into the nightmare.
The door was heavily locked.
In Ifas's field of vision, two teams of ferocious guards with guns emerged from behind the wall and pounced on him like vicious dogs.
Boy used a fork to pick up a large piece of fish, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it with juice splashing, and said maliciously:
"Sorry, I changed my mind. You sent away my birthday candle, so I had to put you in its place—"
The fourth princess was so excited that she flapped her red ear fins, "Quick, cut off his finger! Stick it on my brother's cake!"
The Sixth Prince twisted his delicate face, "Cut off his little finger and take away his identity ring!"
A cold-water species from Scandinavia, it takes longer to develop than other mermaids. Although the nineteen-year-old merman already possessed savage strength, he was still considered a minor for his species and was no match for twenty half-mermen armed with guns.
Bang! His face hit the table, Ifas clenched his teeth. Two muscular mermaids were holding his hands from behind, one was pointing a gun at his head, and the other was sharpening his knife and pulling out a snow-white knife.
Bone knife.
Only the flesh and blood of a mermaid can hurt a mermaid. Those were the remaining bones of another mermaid's adopted son who had been killed.
Now that it has been polished, it will be just right for cutting off the finger of this rebellious adopted son.
Boy shook his red wine glass and said, "Say goodbye to your iron friend forever."
Click.
When the knife hits you, you don't feel anything at first. Blood spurted out, and there was a dense itch, as if countless ants were stepping on the cross-section of the flesh, getting heavier and heavier, and finally there was a twitch like an earthquake, and the heart-wrenching pain was transmitted along the nerves.
The blade was very slippery, and the cut little finger stuck to it at first, then slowly slid off and fell into the fruit bowl.
A lot of blood splattered, dyeing two strands of her short, curly blond hair red. Ifas panted, his eyes bloodshot, and forced himself to slowly turn his head away, but he heard a subtle voice.
It's no big deal. The fourth princess just tore open a bag of salt and poured it on his wound.
Ifas lost all sound for a moment. He seemed to be roaring and screaming, and it was as if his soul was floating up, looking down at his weak self from high above with indifference.
At this moment, he seemed to split into two people.
One is calm and indifferent, looking down on his own innocence; the other is wailing in pain, paying a heavy price for his conscience.
He gradually felt that his conscience was becoming weaker and weaker, the light went out, and it was about to disappear.
Boyi glanced at it and felt inexplicably light-hearted, as if he had let out a gust of anger - a taciturn disaster, like a paramecium, who was thought to be depressed after being exiled to the frontier, actually dared to live a fulfilling life, planting flowers and raising grass.
While they were scheming and fighting for power, how could this freak have the leisure to enjoy life? This is so hateful.
Boy has a lot of money, but he finds it hard to feel happy. Just one look at him made him deeply jealous of this freak, a monster who could have fun even playing with bottles.
The Sixth Prince took out a recorder and recorded Ifas's intermittent screams. Whenever the sound weakened, the fourth princess would add a handful of salt.
Later they felt that it was not enough and wanted to chop off two more fingers, or just chop off his tail.
Mermaids are bloodthirsty by nature, and they are so bloodthirsty that they don't care about the life or death of a mere adopted son.
"Okay," Boy ordered with a smile, "Get the chainsaw, I want to personally serve dinner."
As he spoke, he picked up the severed finger from the fruit bowl with his purple-red nails and played with it. Then he walked behind the table, faced the crocodile in the swamp pool, and threw it out lightly.
"Have a little snack."
The crocodile happily opened its mouth, and a fishy smell hit my face.
“Crash!”
The floor-to-ceiling window exploded with crystal rain all over the sky. A thin figure pierced through the darkness like a white bullet, dragging the tail of a meteor.
The man flew out, his figure as agile as an eagle. He opened his white teeth, turned over handsomely, and accurately caught the falling finger in the air and swallowed it down with a gulp. Then he stepped on the crocodile's body with his toes, used the force to jump, and landed on the shore. When he looked up, he raised his eyebrows provocatively at Boy.
The guards suddenly lost their composure and released their hands from restraining Ifas.
Boy was both shocked and angry. He was shocked at how the bionic man managed to climb up there, and he was angry that none of the security guards noticed him.
"A bunch of idiots!" Boy was furious. He grabbed the guard's pulse gun and was about to shoot at the mechanical bird's head.
Suddenly there was a loud noise behind me, "Buzz! Buzz buzz buzz——!"
Boyi had just pulled the safety catch when he saw a blur and the right side of his body went numb for a moment. The next second, his entire arm flew out, the blood in the artery spurted to the ceiling, and the mermaid's big heart pumped out a blood rain all over the sky.
His face was stiff, and he slowly turned his head to look at Ifas, who was panting and looking ferocious, and was grinning at him with a chainsaw in his hand.
The mechanical bird grabbed the severed arm and threw it into the pool, whistling, "Swamp pup, your dinner is here."
The giant swamp crocodile was eating happily with a chuckle.
Boy's blood boiled, his body shook violently, and he fell heavily on his back.
Ifas threw the chainsaw away fiercely, and the mechanical bird rushed up and grabbed his hand, and kept walking, "Go!"
They ran out the door and down the hallway. Behind him were the pursuers, and in front of him was the terrace at the end of the corridor.
"Where to go? There is no road ahead!"
"some--"
The mechanical bird told him firmly. There is no road for humans, but for birds, there is a vast sky ahead where they can fly freely.
The mechanical bird stepped on the window frame, retracted its shoulder blades, and spread out a pair of steel wings with a "swish". The wings were brand new, the coating had not yet been removed, and the shiny paint surface reflected Ifas's stunned face.
The mechanical bird took out a folding helmet from behind its waist, unfolded it, and put it on the fish's head. He raised his lips and announced, "Put on your helmets, stay safe, Bird is ready to sail!"
Ifas hugged the mechanical bird face to face, fastened the safety belt around his waist, and flew out together.
The air from outside instantly filled the nasal cavity and throat. He took a deep breath and swallowed a large mouthful of fresh air as if in revenge, as if he had lived his life again.
Looking back, I saw the black-clad guards shooting in a rage. Then the leader shouted to get out of the way, and three people grunted and carried a missile out, aimed at them, and fired!
Mechanical bird: "Hold on tight, it's going to speed up!"
With a beautiful serpentine movement, the missile was left far behind, giving me a sense of security.
There was a strong wind in the night sky, and the dancing curls fascinated Ifas's eyes. He blinked his eyelashes and looked down. The earth was as black as ink, and the slums on the hillside were lit with bright lights and scattered gold, just like the magical valley in One Thousand and One Nights.
A little girl looked up, pointed at the sky and shouted excitedly, "Grandma, look, it's an angel!"
Clouds are the waves of the sky and houses are the corals of the earth. The straps of the flight helmet fluttered in front of my eyes. He was so happy: I became a fish flying in the sky.
It was not until many years later that he realized that the throbbing emotion at that moment was called freedom.
They flew for nearly two hours and landed on another smaller continent. When it landed, the mechanical bird stretched out its long legs - its old legs. Instead of replacing his legs, he used the same price to buy a pair of flapping wings.
Because there was no extra money to install landing gear, the shabby bionic man forced the brakes with his feet. The iron soles of his feet rubbed out a long string of sparks and lightning on the concrete ground, and finally stopped, and his right leg was worn shorter.
"Okay, this is the gang's territory, they won't be able to get here for a while." The mechanical bird let go of the young mermaid, leaned against the wall, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ifas: "How do you know?"
Bai Ling thought to himself: Thanks to you, when I wanted to come here for a meeting, you insisted on coming with me. I did a lot of homework to ensure your safety during the trip. I even took a look at the history of local power changes.
Fortunately, I cared enough about you.
The mechanical bird changed the subject and said, "I swallowed your finger. Now it's tickling my esophagus and is about to reach my stomach. Hurry and get it out, or the chemical stomach acid will dissolve it."
So the two of them secretly dismantled the abdominal cavity in the dark alley, and put their whole hands into the bionic man's stomach to rummage around.
The uncle passed by drunkenly with a bottle of wine in his hand and winked, "Hey, the handsome boy really knows how to have fun."
He thought it was a bionic man who came out to do business nearby.
Bai Ling said modestly: "It's okay, it's okay, this is just the beginning."
Ifas: “…”
Ifas: "Please don't say such misleading words."
Yu Miao was shy and couldn't help being teased, so Bai Ling made a few jokes and let him go. After taking out the severed finger, they found a convenience store that was open late at night, bought a plastic bag of milk, and threw it in.
This is a popular first aid method for severed limbs in the interstellar world. Milk is the most easily available sterile solution. In an emergency, severed limbs can be reattached within 24 hours by soaking them in it.
The two of them sat on a bench at the door of the store, the neon lights above their heads illuminating their profiles, the tones blurred and blended, like an absurd dream.
One of them was in a dishevel, the other in tatters, holding a piece of bread with dried fish in his hands, occasionally lowering his head to take a bite.
Bai Ling picked up the bag with one hand and took a look at it under the sign light. The severed finger swayed slightly with the lotion, like a swimming goldfish.
Fortunately, I was not swallowed by this perverted fish.
If I don't swallow my fingers, will I not be so crazy when I grow up?
Thinking of this, Bai Ling felt a little comforted, and felt that his coming here had made a considerable contribution to improving the mermaid's mental state.
At this time, Ifas warned, "Don't shake it, the milk will spill out."
Bai Ling took a look and indeed, "There is too much milk, some should be removed."
Ifas wanted to take over, "I'll pour it."
Bai Ling turned around and hid it, "Why are you pouring it? What a waste. Let me drink it."
As he spoke, he opened the bag, leaned forward and took a big sip, leaving a circle of milk stains on his lips.
"It's sweet and delicious." Bai Ling wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his tone straightforward and frank.
Bai Ling was so busy drinking milk that she didn't notice that the young mermaid's pupils were experiencing a magnitude 10 earthquake. His lips trembled, opened, and closed again. Finally, he turned his head and covered his hot face with his hands.
…He drank the milk that I soaked my fingers in.
...Surprisingly, he doesn't dislike it at all.
My heart was pounding wildly, making me feel uneasy. Slowly, the face covered by the severed fingers, the lips involuntarily raised a trace of horror arc.
Bang, bang. My scalp is tingling with heat.
But he seemed to... like the feeling of being fully accepted.
·
Taking advantage of the safe interval, Ifas did not forget to ask about the whereabouts of the child.
The mechanical bird said, "Don't worry. I happened to see him when I came here, so I asked the five adults to take him to his mother."
Ifas asked why he didn't deliver it himself.
The mechanical bird frowned. "Is there any need to ask? Of course it's more important to come to you first. You ran away without saying a word, so I knew you were going to cause trouble."
Making trouble, sounds like a word of complaint. But after hearing this, Ifas felt inexplicably light-headed, as if he was blamed by his close family members.
The mechanical bird turned sideways to face him and pressed, "So why did you leave me alone?"
"…I didn't abandon you."
After a while, Ifas lowered his eyelashes and said slowly, "I just don't want you to be implicated." He raised his head and smiled, "If they catch you, they will definitely brainwash you."
The mechanical bird grabbed his hand and told him anxiously, "No, I am... I am a cracked version. I will love you no matter how many times I wash it."
Ivars' heartbeat quickened.
"Whether you want to hurt me or use me, I'm willing to do anything as long as it can make you feel better."
"You don't want to implicate me because they always say you're guilty. You're afraid that you'll bring bad luck to me... But it doesn't matter. I'm an unlucky person anyway, so we can make a difference. And don't ever think that it's your fault that others suffer in front of you. You're not guilty!"
"As for that bullshit prophecy, who cares! So what if it's a disaster? It proves that they are afraid of you, afraid that you will destroy all of them. So who cares! We live one day at a time. If we fail, we can try again. If we can't, we won't regret it."
"Anyway, I've had my fill, so I don't want to spoil this world."
When the world goes against you and you cannot fit in, then you become the enemy of the world.
Who cares!
"I'm not open-minded enough, but who cares? I did what I wanted to do today and I'm happy. Because in this world, the one who is most loyal to you is not anyone but your own heart. You have to listen to what your heart says and be loyal to your heart! This is the way to never go wrong."
This straightforward and crude logic, like the love of burglary, has taken root in the mermaid's mind without any rules.
Who cares? Who cares? "Is this your bird philosophy?" Ifas couldn't help but ask.
"Yes," the mechanical bird patted his shoulder in an experienced manner, "I'll teach you for free. Thank me later."
after. Do they have a future?
After resting, it was almost time, so the two prepared to go back to get their luggage and return to the station.
On the way, the mechanical bird asked him what he was going to do in the future and whether he had any way to protect himself if Boy came to take revenge.
Ifas was silent for a moment before telling him that he had decided to follow Trajan and work for her.
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and countless seemingly insignificant details emerged in his mind - it turned out that he had already told me the story of Ifas killing himself, changing his name and becoming Isoparaiso with great difficulty.
The follow-up to the Little Prince and his tin friends is the even more cruel and dark story of Sandman.
——The story of how Xiaoyu stole the invisibility cloak of power, lived cautiously among the demons, and finally killed the Sandman.
Ifas twitched his lips, as if he was laughing, but not quite, "Actually, I know that traveling will not lead to any results. I am just forcing myself not to face those facts."
"No matter how far I go, they will find me sooner or later."
"Then I might as well end my journey by myself."
Enjoying a little freedom with trepidation made him feel like a time thief. This was the life he had stolen and he had to give it back. When will I be free again? have no idea. But if you don't try, you will never get close to that possibility.
Only when he is strong enough, strong enough to be fearless of everyone, can he be truly free.
As he spoke, Bai Ling responded back. It was as if I had returned to many past memories, when Yu Chen and I took a walk after dinner, the sand from the wild stars ran into my sandals, we kissed and chatted, and then went back to have a good sleep.
The steps became slower and heavier.
Bai Ling's consciousness was floating up and down, and he vaguely felt a huge suction force calling him from nowhere.
He was reluctant in his heart and resisted anxiously. Just a little longer, give me one more minute to get the fish to a safe place.
At the seaside station, the shuttle to the airport has not yet arrived. Ifas, carrying a huge backpack, listened to the increasingly slow footsteps behind him, paused, turned around, and asked in a very soft voice:
"Are you leaving?"
Bai Ling's throat suddenly choked. Just as he was about to speak, Ifas made a gesture to stop him. The young man rolled up his golden eyelashes, put down his backpack, lowered his head and took out his diary.
Afraid that walls have ears.
So write it down in a notebook.
Turn to the latest blank page and write down the words: [I know this is a bit strange, because no one would be nice to me for no reason, unless you already know me. ]
Bai Ling bit her lips and her breathing became disordered.
Ifas smiled at him gently and continued writing:
[Actually, you don't look like a real android. You must have seen the sun and freedom, and you are different from anyone here. I don't know where you're from, but the world there must be happier than here. ]
Bai Ling was anxious to speak, but the young mermaid just shook his head gently.
[I know the rules and I won’t ask any questions. I just want to know, will we meet again? ]
[If so, please don’t say anything or nod, just look at me silently for a while (turn the page)]
After hesitating for a moment, he continued writing and held up the page to show him:
[I like the way you look at me, it’s like…]
It's like, you are the one who loves me.
Hope to see you again. Meet many times.
Bai Ling choked up.
He opened his iron lips to say goodbye to his young love. But the power of time and space should not be underestimated, and his confused consciousness only allowed him to utter one syllable.
With rapid breathing, consciousness quickly slipped away. The android's body fell like a puppet with its strings cut, landing on the bench behind him.
At 6:30 in the morning, the morning light rose above the skyline and the shuttle aircraft passed over the deep blue sea, like a gentle seabird landing at the station. The flight attendant went down to check and saw that there was only one passenger on the platform. She called him, but he seemed unaware.
She walked over and saw a sleeping android lying on a chair. The light of dawn brushed across the tin shell, where a flower was swaying and blooming.
The soft blue of the cornflower is like a fragment of the sky. The blond boy carefully took it off, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly as if no one was around.
He ate the flower carefully and with great care. As if this was the most important thing in his life.
Then, the boy slowly straightened his back and tore out the contents of the last three days in the diary with his bleeding fingers. Open your slender fingers and let them fly to the sea and the distance.
The light gradually grew brighter amid the calls of seagulls, and passengers catching the early boat arrived at the station.
The boy closed his eyes, rested his forehead on the android's shoulder, and breathed slowly for a while.
The passers-by around me are still in a hurry as usual. No one knows that the golden age of the empire is about to burst forth in the undercurrent of trends.
Just like people in the 19th century were prepared for an industrial revolution that was about to turn the world upside down. Unaware and unaware, everything is as peaceful as yesterday.
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