The subtle emotion in the bright blue and gold eyes of the siren disappeared for a moment and then sighed lightly

"troublesome children"
He hates trouble.
……
Lano closed his eyes.
He didn’t know what he was going through, and it was a long time since the sea first embraced him.
He could feel Randolph had been thrown out like a rag.
But the sea hasn’t stopped yet
When the spiritual order spreads, it seems to be integrated with the deep sea, but it’s not just the deep sea. There are more … more and more … It seems meaningless when there is pain or despair or when there is no emotion, because it’s already the time when the stars are born …
Many, many broken memories of joy and pain have become a boundless ocean. They want to get close to him, but they are pushed by Lano.
He doesn’t want it.
Don’t give it to him
He wants nothing.
Those memories didn’t seem to hit him forcibly, meaning that he made a way for him to sink quietly and deeply.
There is no fish, no one has himself, and it is thick as if it can crush people.
He never knew it was so heavy …
So he sank deeper and deeper until the end of the sea.
There is no longer a memory.
It’s one after another. It’s as desperate and dead as tentacles, but it’s not just like death … but it’s still struggling to embrace and share …
He feels familiar with it.
But he can’t remember who he looks like and who he is envious of.
Oh, it turned out to be like himself
It turns out that he himself has so much despair …
There are not so many people with him.
He thought, then stop here.
He wants to stay here.
We are the same.
Please give me a hug and let me despair. Nothing more.
He tried to sink himself, but when he went deep into it, he found that those tentacles full of despair and pain were unwilling to approach him
They don’t want to give him more pain.
However, his active approach also brought irreversible changes.
Just like the tide of the sea, you can never avoid …
Something woke up from his soul
……
It hurts
This kind of pain comes from the depths of the soul, like a butterfly struggling before it breaks out of its cocoon, which hurts a lot.
But he is very patient.
The young eyelashes trembled gently and looked at him all the time. It was almost instantly white to fold the moon.
Does it hurt?
He thought for a moment and took Lano’s wrist.
It is not analgesia to wrap the spirit around the place where they contact and then go deep into it quietly.
But to share the pain with another person
Folding the moon doesn’t mean anything at all, as if it’s not him who shares the pain. The siren is as indifferent as ever
But just then he felt that his hand had been earned.
Lano struggled to pull out his wrist.
His fingertip still feels like a spasm, and it still hurts.
The siren looked at him blankly.
It still hurts. Why break free?
What doesn’t even want to share the pain?
In that case, there is no need for him to reinvent the wheel, is there?
Fold the moon and have a meal
The siren withdrew her free hand and held Lano with her arms outstretched.
The spirit wrapped around each other obviously doesn’t take this as a hug. He is trying to find a posture that is more suitable for fixing Lano and keeping him still.
The teenager’s body is a little stiff, but he is thin and soft. For folding the moon, he still looks like holding a piece of wood.
Slowly, the boy who didn’t adapt to his breath gradually softened and stopped trying to struggle, but at this time, there seemed to be no consciousness. Lano took the initiative to embrace the moon.
The instantaneous expansion of the spiritual field appears to be completely controlled because it has not been fully integrated, but it is already so majestic and vast that the broken moon root will not be recovered. He is wrapped in Lannuo spirit, just as he also broke away from the teenager and hugged his hands tightly.
….. careless
The siren quickly withdrew his spirit and didn’t want to stay any longer, but his hands were still so tight and fragile as if he were the world.