Chapter 50: Eternal Day (14) Take it Easy
Wen Yin suppressed the doubts in her heart, and the corners of her lips under the mask curled up into a seemingly calm smile, even with a hint of shyness after being noticed.
She had to act like a young girl who truly adored the owner of the boat.
The boat owner in the upper place seemed to have received her response, and the curve of his lips deepened.
Then he stopped looking at her and turned gracefully. His black figure silently merged into the deeper shadows and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wen Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the coldness on her fingertips still did not go away.
She cast her eyes on the passengers in the hall who seemed a little anxious due to the heavy rain, but gradually began to talk freely under the masks.
Two days are enough time for these "VIPs" whose identities are protected by masks and whose true faces are only known to the ship owner to let go of some of their reserve.
She joined a few small groups of people chatting, with elegant posture and soft voice, like a truly curious rich girl.
The topic gradually shifted from the power of storms at sea to their respective recommenders, those predecessors who had experienced this mysterious voyage.
"Speaking of which, my uncle looked so much more energetic after he went back last time. He looked ten years younger, and even his personality became much more relaxed!"
exclaimed a woman wearing a white shell mask.
"That's right," a man with a deep voice nearby chimed in. "My old friend is the same way. He used to be so indecisive, but now he's so decisive. He's like a completely different person."
"Yes, yes, yes! Mine too!"
Another woman echoed in surprise: "I feel like I've become a lot harder. I used to be quite gentle, but now I speak with an unquestionable intensity..."
Several people who were talking were slightly surprised at the common points they discovered, and then they comforted each other by putting it down to "the journey relaxed my mind", "my mentality changed after seeing the world" or "the company of the mermaid had a miraculous effect".
Wen Yin listened quietly, her amber eyes flickering slightly behind the mask.
Just as she was echoing similar words, she suddenly discovered a somewhat abnormal piece of skin behind the ear of a woman next to her.
The skin there was an unnatural dark red, with slightly raised edges and a few subtle textures faintly visible.
The surface of the skin seemed to be covered with a strange luster.
It's not like ordinary allergy redness and swelling, it's more like something is brewing under the skin and trying to break out.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Wen Yin asked with concern at the right time, her voice soft and harmless.
The lady subconsciously raised her hand and touched behind her ear, scratching the abnormal skin with her fingers, frowning, and her tone was a little irritated.
"Don't mention it! I woke up like this this morning, itchy and a little prickly. I guess I'm allergic to the fish I ate last night! The things on this boat are really..."
She complained a few words, but obviously didn't care too much.
Wen Yin's gaze lingered on the "allergic" skin for a few seconds before she slowly retracted her gaze and echoed a few words of comfort, but some uncontrollable doubts welled up in her heart.
Seeing that the wind and waves showed no sign of stopping, several distinguished guests who were chatting gave up their intention of strolling around and said goodbye and left one after another.
Only Wen Yin stayed in the relatively empty public area of the cruise ship for a while.
Apart from the fact that the waiters still couldn't help but swallow instinctively when passing by her, no other obvious abnormalities were found.
The servant who had revealed his distorted form in the bathtub was no longer seen.
The storm on the sea showed no sign of weakening, and the cruise ship was shaking violently in the huge waves. Suddenly, Wen Yin lost his balance and his arm hit the metal product on the decorative rack next to him.
"hiss……"
Wen Yin groaned softly, and felt a slight stinging pain on her arm. She lowered her eyes and saw a bloody mark on the white skin of her forearm, with bright red blood beads oozing out and rolling down.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible switch was pressed in the hall.
All the waiting staff, whether they were moving around or standing still, stopped their movements at the same time, and turned their heads towards Wen Yin.
Then, when he met Wen Yin's gaze again, he turned his head away with difficulty and stopped looking at her.
It seems like he is following his instincts while restraining them.
These waiters are all strange creatures derived from strange sources.
Wen Yin's scalp suddenly felt numb. She immediately pressed the wound with her other hand and walked quickly towards the room.
028 was still following the instructions and guarding Cangli in the room. When he saw Wen Yin coming in with her arm covered, he naturally saw her wound.
[Host, what's wrong with you!?]
[There's a medical kit in the locker!]
[It's nothing serious, the wind and waves were too strong, and I just accidentally scratched it.]
Wen Yin locked the door and the first thing she did was look towards the bathtub.
The water rippled, and the dark blue figure was still lying on the edge of the bathtub, facing the porthole, staring intently at the black world outside the window.
The snow-white fish fillet she had someone send her had been eaten clean, and the silver plate was placed on the edge of the bathtub.
Cangli seemed to hear the noise. He turned his head, his wet nose twitched slightly, and then his deep blue eyes locked precisely on her bleeding arm.
His expression changed in an instant.
No longer confused, nor is it a disguised fragility.
It was an almost instinctive darkness, filled with clear desires, exactly the same as those of the waiters downstairs, but more complicated.
He also had an appetite for her.
Wen Yin came to this conclusion instantly.
She silently took out the medicine box and skillfully cleaned and bandaged the wound.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Cangli's eyes were always glued to her arm, and he even unconsciously licked his pale lips.
“Pah.”
Cangli's tail slapped the water surface impatiently, splashing water.
His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, and his Adam's apple rolled, but in the end, he fell into a deep sea of silence.
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The rainstorm raged all day long until the night completely swallowed up the last ray of sunlight.
Wen Yin has been staying in the room since she returned and has not gone out.
When it was completely dark, Wen Yin asked 028 to inspect the rooms on the cruise ship as usual.
[Host…, in the other rooms, everything is the same as the previous nights…]
028's voice was very low.
[Basically all the tourists, except you, the host, are drinking mermaid blood.]
The heavy rain blocked out the sounds coming from other rooms. Wen Yin pulled the curtains beside the floor-to-ceiling windows as 028's childish voice played.
Mermaid blood... is the core of this "nourishment".
The "refreshing spirits" and "personality changes" of those passengers, as well as the strange "allergy" behind the lady's ear, are probably all related to this.
Her gaze vaguely fell on Cangli in the bathtub.
After a few days of rest and adequate feeding, Cangli's wounds have mostly healed.
New, finer, dark blue luster grew on the edges of the broken scales.
The deepest wound on the shoulder blade has also healed and scabbed, and no longer needs to be covered with gel.
The huge fish tail underwater once again exudes a mysterious halo like a deep-sea gem.
As if sensing Wen Yin's scrutinizing and inquiring gaze, Cangli gently wagged its tail in the water.
The water made a soft gurgling sound.
He tilted his head slightly, and his dark blue eyes looked at Wen Yin in the dim light, showing his usual fragility and timidity.
Wen Yin withdrew her gaze and turned off the light with a click.
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It's late at night.
The storm outside the window was still roaring tirelessly, but the sound had been blocked by the thick cabin door and portholes, leaving only dull background noise, which made the room even quieter.
Wen Yin was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, and had fallen asleep.
028 still watched over Wen Yin who was sleeping soundly, just like every night before.
[Host! ]
028's voice was like a subtle electric current that woke her up from her sleep.
[Someone's coming, right at the door! Energy signature...it's the ship's owner!]
Wen Yin was startled, but her body remained absolutely relaxed.
She tried her best to make her breathing longer and more even, perfectly imitating the state of deep sleep.
At the same time, she connected to the "third perspective" of 028 floating in the air.
Click.
There was a very soft unlocking sound, almost drowned out by the sound of wind and rain. The heavy door was silently pushed open a crack.
A tall and slender black figure slid in silently, like a ghost blending into the night.
He was still in the same meticulous black suit, and the delicate half-face mask glowed with a cold metallic luster under the dim light of the porch floor lamp.
He gently closed the door with his backhand, completely isolating himself from the wind and rain outside.
At the same time he entered, a very slight "splash" sound came from the direction of the bathroom.
The frosted glass door was silently pushed open by a huge blue tail fin, creating a wider gap from the inside.
Cangli's upper body emerged from the water, her wet long hair stuck to her pale skin, and her dark blue eyes looked straight at the person at the door.
The boat owner paused for a moment, looked at Cangli in the bathroom, then walked past the entrance and went straight to the room.
Cangli did not stop him, nor was he surprised. He just looked in the direction of the room.
An eerie silence filled the room.
There was only the sound of Wen Yin's long breathing as she slept, and the faint sounds of wind and rain outside the window.
The boat owner stopped beside the bed, his tall figure almost completely covering Wen Yin.
He lowered his head in the dim light, and his gaze behind the mask was as real as a substance, slowly sweeping across Wen Yin's sleeping profile, the black hair loose on the pillow, and finally stopping on her arm.
The white and slender arm looked like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade in the dim light coming through the porthole.
The wound on the inside of the wrist, which was still slightly bleeding, was like a crack that destroyed a perfect work of art, with a fragile beauty that made people want to destroy it and... lick it.
Wen Yin saw all this clearly through 028's perspective, and at the same time, her physical senses also transmitted it.
She felt someone gently lift her wrist, and the touch of the cold leather almost made the blood under her skin freeze.
Then the tall shadow leaned down and came closer and closer.
A cold and soft touch fell on her wound.
It was lips, the lips of the ship owner.
Wen Yin's heart beat violently a few times, barely maintaining the illusion of being asleep.
After those cold lips stayed on her wound for a moment, they actually slowly extended their tongue tip.
A slender, cold, and incredibly smooth tongue began to carefully lick the coagulated blood around her wound.
Wen Yin's back instantly broke out in goose bumps.
The touch of the tongue tip is so familiar.
It was almost exactly the same as the tip of Cangli's tongue that went deep into her mouth and made her dizzy when he kissed her yesterday!
Just then, there was another slight sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Through 028's perspective, Wen Yin saw Cangli completely leave the bathtub.
His huge dark blue tail fin stood on the floor, and relying on the strength of his tail and waist, he moved silently towards the bed in a lazy and elegant gliding posture.
The dark blue scales reflected dreamy fragments of light in the faint light, and he looked like a beautiful evil spirit from the deep sea.
Finally, he stopped on the other side of the bed, with the boat owner on one left and one right, surrounding Wen Yin in the middle.
The boat owner still held Wen Yin's wrist in an extremely elegant posture, as if he was admiring a treasure.
The inhuman, slender tongue was still tirelessly licking her wound over and over again, as if to absorb every trace of blood.
Wen Yin felt the wound begin to become itchy and numb, and there was an indescribable strange heat spreading along the wound. She almost had to use up all her willpower to control the urge to tremble.
Finally, the boat owner seemed satisfied.
He raised his head and let go of Wen Yin's wrist.
The skin that had been licked repeatedly was now abnormally red and slightly hot.
The boat owner and Cangli looked at each other silently in the dim light.
Although there was no verbal communication, the instantaneous eye contact seemed to have reached some kind of silent and unsettling consensus.
The feeling of oppression permeated the bed like a substance.
Wen Yin moved slightly and naturally, and uttered a vague mumbling.
She pretended to turn over and hid the arm that was licked hot under the quilt.
This action briefly concealed her almost uncontrollable rapid breathing.
The boat owner's eyes swept over her back again, then looked at Cangli.
"Take it easy," he whispered in the darkness, "there's still a long way to go."
Cangli's ear fins stretched slightly in the darkness, and his dark blue eyes once again turned to Wen Yin's figure, with an undercurrent that was difficult to decipher.
The boat owner said no more. Just like when he came, he turned around quietly, opened the door, blended into the shadow of the corridor outside, and disappeared.
The door closed gently, leaving only Wen Yin and Cangli standing beside Wen Yin's bed.
Wen Yin had just breathed a sigh of relief when she inexplicably felt her thoughts become dull and a familiar feeling of heat came over her.
The next second, the bed beside her collapsed, and a huge, strong fish tail covered with cold scales slowly wrapped around her and gently wrapped around her legs.
Fingers covered with moisture fell on her cheek, gently brushing away the hair stuck to the side of her face, revealing her plump and rosy lips buried in the pillow.
Wen Yin's head became increasingly dizzy, and she realized belatedly that there was probably a strange substance in the boat owner's mouth, which flowed into her body through the wound like a kiss.
Now she really wanted to sleep.
She instinctively frowned, her expression looking uncomfortable and unbearable.
Before she could call on 028 to use props to relieve her pain, Cangli had already supported the back of her neck and kissed her directly.
Compared to yesterday's strong kiss, today's kiss seemed much gentler.
He gently licked Wen Yin's soft lips, and his slippery tongue slid into her slightly opened lips, slowly and softly stirring and entangling between her lips and teeth.
It carries a particularly intimate and close feeling.
The familiar trembling feeling swept through Wen Yin's body again, and it seemed to be more violent than last night.
In a daze, a sweet and greasy smell of blood suddenly poured into Wen Yin's mouth along the tightly intertwined lips and tongues of the two people.
Wen Yin swallowed instinctively.
Faintly, the voice of 028 sounded in my ears.
More and more anxious.
Wen Yin's thoughts sank deeper and deeper, and finally, with a sigh, she fell into the inky deep sea.
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