Meeting Nasha's eyes, Chris uttered a syllable.

"I..."

Chris was confused. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Seeing him hesitate, Nasha's face fell: "If I disturb you, forget it..."

"It's not like that!" Chris quickly replied: "It's just... a little inconvenient, so, you'd better ask someone else to take you on a tour."

After that, Chris closed his eyes, turned around and ran away.

Seeing him running away, there was no sadness on Nasha's tender face, only endless exploration and a slightly raised corner of her mouth. When he

ran to a place where there was no one, Chris supported his knees and panted, feeling a little regretful.

——The other party is a saint! If... if I can have a good relationship with the saint, wouldn't it be very helpful for my future! Stupid Kerry! Do you want to live a life of being bullied like this for the rest of your life? !

Kerry didn't want to analyze what was going on in his mind, but he knew clearly that getting rid of such a life was his dream.

- Let everyone pay the price for their ignorance!

Kerry paused and wanted to turn around and run back to pick up this opportunity again, but he stopped just after taking half a step.

Deep down... I still don't want to go.

Even if I want revenge, I can't be so spineless.

Kerry, who is still a teenager, doesn't understand the ways of the world. He is just confused and disoriented now, unwilling to live his current life, but he can't do anything about it... He has no friends, no one to get close to, and in the huge mansion, he is the only one fighting alone.

The loving face of her mother when she died suddenly popped up in her mind. She stroked her head, whispered to herself to comfort herself, wiped her tears, and then never raised her hand again...

If it was her mother, how would she warn herself? What would she do?

Unknowingly, Chris had walked out of the side door of the mansion and walked towards the beach in the distance.

The side door is the least noticed door, and Chris's room happened to be in the round tower of the side door, a small place, like a doll abandoned there.

Qi Yan was swimming in the water, and he felt the sound of a heavy object falling into the water behind him. Although it was not very clear, Qi Yan's hearing was very sensitive in the sea.

Quietly surfacing, Qi Yan saw a thin figure sitting on the beach in the distance, hugging his knees and sitting on the reef.

Without thinking, he knew it was Keli.

Qi Yan swam over quietly. Daytime is different from night. In order not to be discovered, Qi Yan could only be cautious.

Arriving at the reef where they were last night, Qi Yan floated up and saw that Kerry was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice him at all, so he whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

Kerry was stunned, looked down, and then a big smile appeared on his face: "You still remember me!"

Qi Yan glanced at him indifferently, then looked away and looked at the sea in the distance: "Of course, my memory is not only seven seconds."

Kerry happily reached down with his hand: "My name is Kerry, what's your name?"

Qi Yan looked at the hand, pondered for a moment, took out his hand, and held it with sea water: "Qi Yan."

"Qi Yan?" Kerry murmured: "Dongyang's name?"

Qi Yan withdrew his hand and turned his head coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Kerry thought he had touched some taboo, shrank his shoulders, and stopped asking.

The two of them fell into silence. Qi Yan was soaking in the water while Kerry was sitting. No one spoke and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

It was almost time for lunch and the silence made Kerry a little anxious. What if someone came to find him and found Qi Yan...

"Um..." Kerry asked tentatively. Seeing that Qi Yan didn't change, he continued, "I... want to get stronger."

Qi Yan was stunned and looked up at him, "What do you mean by stronger?"

"I want to get stronger, so that no one can bully, beat or scold me at will."

The extremely serious words were spoken in such a childish voice. They should have sounded like a joke, but Qi Yan heard the hatred and unwillingness deep in the words.

After a few seconds of silence, Qi Yan asked, "Is it the wound from yesterday?"

Hearing this, Kerry unconsciously raised his hand and stroked the bruise that no longer hurt or swollen, and replied softly, "Yeah."

"Then let's get stronger." Qi Yan focused his eyes on the group of seagulls playing in the distance, and his voice was indifferent like a bystander.

"When you get stronger, you can protect the people you want to protect."

[Kerry's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability 25]

Looking down at his smooth silver hair sticking to his white skin, his lean and strong upper body lines are extremely perfect, Kerry was stunned for a moment, and the following words came out of his mouth.

"I want to protect you."

It seems... to protect you, keep you by my side, and be my own mermaid.

Qi Yan froze, he met Kerry's burning gaze, a faint and cold light flashed in his pupils.

"Then come and protect me."

...

It was like a childhood joke, who would pursue these things when everyone is an adult? Qi Yan accepted it as an encouragement. Every day after that, Kerry would sneak out at night, sit on this reef, chat with Qi Yan, and talk about the strange stories on the mainland.

Many times, Kerry came with injuries, and sometimes he would come later because of injuries.

Every time, Qi Yan would not ask questions, but wait quietly until he arrived.

No man would be willing to let someone he cares about ask about his bad writing, especially bad writing that is not presentable.

The more scars he has, the weaker Kerry is. Likewise, as his scars increase, he will be more determined to do something.

A year has passed, and Kerry and Qi Yan still remain friends, chatting every day, although it's mostly Kerry talking and Qi Yan listening. Kerry's favorability naturally rises to '40'.

"Ah Yan, I brought some pastries, do you want to try them?"

Boys in their growth period always grow fast. If Kerry was still a teenager a year ago, now he's the size of an adult man.

Although he had to admit it, Kerry was already a 17-year-old young man. Sitting on the reef with a height of more than 1.8 meters, he no longer looked thin and frail, but rather exceptionally handsome and strong.

Qi Yan did not take the cakes he brought, but looked at him indifferently, and said word by word: "Kerry, I'm leaving."

Winter was approaching, and Qi Yan had to leave the sea and go to the Volcanic Sea.

The Volcanic Sea, as the name suggests. A sea surrounding a crater. It is not affected by cold currents, and is a good place for mermaids to spend the winter. As soon as

Qi Yan finished speaking, Kerry stood up abruptly, lowered his head and stared at Qi Yan.

"Are you going to leave me too?!"