Chapter 23 Donât Touch My Fish Tail!
In the afternoon, Ye Junqing had lunch with a few friends who raced horses at the racecourse. He drank some wine and took a nap for half an hour.
A little mermaid leisurely swam into his dreamâ¦
The bathtub in his dream was neither too big nor too small. The little mermaid was moving around inside, looking very aggrieved, as if she wasnât satisfied with the size of the bathtub.
However, the mermaidâs tail was really beautiful. It was golden-blue in color and was shining with pearly white glitters. Under the light, her voluptuous tail swayed gently in the bathtub like a soft feather, moving his heart again and again⦠However, the little mermaid didnât seem to notice him in the bathroom and was still complaining pitifully. âIt would be great if I could return to the island. I can swim freely in the sea at night, and when I look up, I can see the sky full of stars⦠If not, itâll also do if I have a large swimming pool. Make a starry roof, so the starlight can shine down. I can pretend to be in the seaâ¦â
In the dream, he saw her tail raise up clearly. Countless small white water droplets slid down like a water curtainâ¦
He couldnât restrain himself and wanted to grab the mermaidâs tail, but it suddenly swung over and slapped his face.
Unwilling to give up, he reached out to grab the mermaidâs tail again, but the mermaid turned around to glare at him. He saw her face clearly. It was the size of a palm and was covered in tearsâ¦
He heard her crying in his dream. At first, her voice was unclear, but the more he dreamed, the more realistic her cries became. Every cry she made moved his heart and soul. He wanted to help her wipe her tears away, but before he could reach out his hand, it was slapped awayâ¦
He wished he could use the most beautiful thing in the world to comfort her and to make her stop crying, but she cried harder and harder.
The more she cried, the more flustered he became. He was so flustered that he didnât know what to do.
She was still crying. She said as she cried, âLet me go! Let me go! Even if all the men in the world are dead, I wonât fall in love with you. Let me go and donât touch my fish tail!â
âMaster Qing? Master Qing?â Ye Junqing suddenly woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, the small face covered in tears turned into Fu Zuoâs huge face that was close to him.
âMaster Qing, whatâs wrong? Why are you crying?â
Although Ye Junqing was awake, his mood hadnât recovered from the dream. Hearing Fu Zuoâs words, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes. There was really a moist liquid on his finger. Was this the tears of the little mermaid in his dream?
âMaster Qing, what dream did you have? You⦠cried in your dream!â Fu Zuo was doubting his own eyes. When he saw tears rolling down from the corners of Master Qingâs eyes after he fell asleep with his own eyes, he thought that he was hallucinating. Otherwise, he wouldnât have dared to wake Master Qing from his dream.
âMaster Qing, are you alright?â
Ye Junqing sat up from the armchair and calmed down expressionlessly for a while. Then, he got up and walked towards the bathroom, making an explanation lazily. âThere might be sand in my eyes. Make an appointment with an ophthalmologist for me when youâre free.â
After entering the washroom and closing the door, Ye Junqingâs handsome face darkened slightly as he stood in front of the glass sink.
He stood in front of the mirror and endured the pain in his heart. He asked someone, âEven if all the men in the world are dead, you wonât fall in love with me? Then, Ye Xingguang, why did you still provoke me?â
I donât want thatâ¦
Make you cry again.
I donât want thatâ¦
I donât know what to do to comfort you.
I donât wantâ¦
My heart that I finally put away⦠to be moved by you again.