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The little mermaid’s quiz continued.
Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou both had unexpectedly good luck.
Each of them got one more turn.
The question Jiang Fang drew was: “When was the last time you laughed from your heart?”
Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou for a full fifteen minutes before answering, “Just a second ago.”
Nan Zhou drew the question: “What is the most interesting thing that happened during your childhood?”
Despite a childhood filled with uncertainties, fears, and concerns, he settled on something that could be regarded as interesting.
His answer was: “When I desperately wanted to leave the town, I took my sister to the suburbs. But then I ran into a wall so I went back.”
Both of them got it right.
In contrast, Li Yinhang’s luck was described as unlucky.
The next two times, the bottle mouth pointed at Li Yinhang.
There was a question about what moved her for the first time in her life, and another about the person she despises the most.
Thanks to that big bad wolf in the previous mini game, Li Yinhang had seen almost all the heartwarming moments in her life, and remembered the flag raising ceremony in junior high school that moved her.
The answer was correct.
But the second question put her in a difficult situation.
With such a calm and positive personality, it was very rare for her to remember who she quarreled with.
She had a difficult time choosing between the tricky client, the weird office director, and the creator of [Gravity]. She chose the last one.
…… answered incorrectly.
The little mermaid conveyed the answer of the ocean, “The person you hate most is your mother.”
Li Yinhang, “…” She almost blurted out the words “what the fuck?”
This time Li Yinhang really couldn’t understand.
She pursued the question, “Why?”
The little mermaid gave the formulaic answer as usual, “This is based on a comprehensive calculation of emotional values such as mood swings.”
Li Yinhang was not convinced, “When did I-”
The little mermaid did not say the specific content, only the point to mention, “The source of the memory is a diary from your third grade.”
Once reminded, Li Yinhang was instantly dumbfounded.
When she was young, she and her mother once had a big fight over something that she had forgotten the exact reason for.
She stormed off into her room, picked up a pencil like a rafter, cried out, and poured out all her anger on a page of her diary.
She scribbled:
There is no way to live this life.
I’ll starve to death.
I will never forgive my mother in this life.
After some careful thought, she crossed out “I’ll starve to death” again.
Because she remembered that this morning her mother said she would have fried chicken wings for dinner.
She also wrote:
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After eating the fried chicken wings tonight, I will pack my little school bag and leave home, never to return to this house again.
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The numbness rose to her waist and abdomen.
This kind of feeling, of half the body immersed in the swamp and about to slide into it, was extremely bad.
She could only support her body with her hands in vain, struggling upwards, and her movements were a bit funny for a time.
She felt uncomfortable as though a nest of mice resided in her chest, chafing her diaphragm with impatience, and she was so restless that she wanted to cry from fear that her internal organs might cease functioning due to this freezing-like numbness.
She only had two more chances.
The next time, it would be the upper half of her body.
And then the next time, it would be her head.
The drift bottle entered the water like a compass, pointing to the direction of life and death.
Li Yinhang stared as the bottle turned, her back covered in a thin coating of perspiration, as her throat seemed to burn with a little fire, gradually evaporating the moisture in her mouth, making her even more tense and scared.
The bottle mouth floated and stopped.
It was facing Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou raised his hand and calmly said, “Mine.”
He took out the paper scroll, unfolded it, and read it carefully: “What was the one kiss that impressed you the most?”
He confirmed to the little mermaid, “A kiss?”
The little mermaid was still an innocent girl with thin skin; she blushed and confirmed the question, “It’s a kiss.”
Nan Zhou tried to be clear, “Is it on the lips? Or somewhere else?”
The little mermaid lowered her head, “It’s up to you.”
Nan Zhou, “‘Most impressive’ … does it mean the degree of kissing or the degree of attentiveness?”
The little mermaid’s cheeks were already burning up, and with a tiny little voice she mumbled, “Both …… whatever.”
Although Li Yinhang was half paralyzed, watching the innocent young girl blush after being questioned by Nan zhou’s straightforward set of questions, her fish tail stirring up and down in embarrassment under the water, she could not help but speak out to console her, “It’s okay, it’s not what you wanted to ask either.”
The little mermaid sniffed and gratefully glanced at Li Yinhang.
Nan Zhou fell into deep thought.
The familiar warmth and tingling sensation surfaced in his stomach again.
He thought of Jiang Fang who drank the truth tequila in “Candy House”.
Although Jiang Fang was so hungry that he wanted to eat him, which was very irrational, that should barely count as a kiss.
Nan Zhou intended to wait for fifteen minutes to pass before he states that moment as his answer.
Jiang Fang on another rock frowned unconsciously.
His fingertips regularly tapped the rock with the rhythm of the sea tide, one after another.
When Nan Zhou answered the second question, he couldn’t judge what happiness was for Nan Zhou, so he didn’t give any suggestions.
The second time he answered, he thought the answer would be his sister, and he didn’t interrupt.
This time, he thought, he should know the answer.
The glow of the lighthouse was like a gaze from ancient times, searing and looking at them over and over again.
The sea they were in, in turn, embraced all stories.
Hidden, wrenching, blood-boiling stories.
This reminded Jiang Fang of a lot of moments.
Including the kiss between him and Nan Zhou in [Paper Gold City], surrounded by snow-white icing, seemingly close at hand, but far away.
Including… when he frantically stuck the tip of his tongue into Nan Zhou’s bloody mouth.
Including those two kisses full of alcohol and impulsiveness in the forest of “Candy House” just before.
There are three kisses that they have experienced that could be called intimate.
In terms of Nan Zhou’s missing memory, he would choose the last one.
But Jiang Fang believed that Nan Zhou’s ignorance and his maverick standard of judgment on love, the hormones produced at that time were definitely not enough to compare with the previous two times.
Jiang Fang could almost foresee the outcome of his inevitably wrong answer.
After nearly ten minutes of silence and thought, Jiang Fang suddenly moved.
He held down the edge of the rock with one hand, his thigh drove his immobile calf, he turned over and dove under the rock like a mermaid.
With a poof, he disappeared into the emerald-like sea of mirrors.
The sound of him diving into the sea startled Nan zhou.
Looking back at the empty rock, Nan Zhou’s heart was suddenly empty.
Nan Zhou, “…Brother Fang?”
No response.
Nan Zhou propped himself up against the rock, and moved a little to the side, trying to find his whereabouts in the clear water under the moonlight.
He saw jellyfish with their light tails cruising in the sea in groups.
Their sapphire-like torsos and tails were intertwined, mating tenderly and lingeringly.
Nan Zhou was distracted for a moment.
From beneath the rock where he was standing, a cloud of shadow appeared, and a splash of water landed on Nan Zhou’s face, dripping softly down his cheek.
The sweater clung closely to Jiang Fang’s muscular curves, outlining a simple and clear line.
Long silver hair draped over his shoulder.
Bathed in the radiance of the sea and the moon, his silver eyelashes and pale eyes exuded a delicate and irresistible beauty.
Jiang Fang covered his fingers with one hand, “Student Nan, lower your head.”
Nan Zhou was surprised, “You ……”
Jiang Fang said, with seawater softly wrapping the fire in his eyes, “I’ll teach you how to kiss.”
Nan Zhou didn’t have time to respond before Jiang Fang smiled at him, raised a hand, and pressed the back of his neck.
This made Nan Zhou subconsciously retreat, only to find that his escape route had been blocked.
Jiang Fang unfastened his necktie with his seawater-soaked knuckles and gazed up into his eyes, “Kissing should be done with concentration.”
Jiang Fang’s involvement with the underground sex scene was too long, even if he had forgotten most of it.
Despite his lack of experience with sex and romance, he knows too well where his strengths lie.
How the eyes can be seductive; the clavicle should be bare after getting soaked; At what angle must one’s back muscles and shoulders be flexed so that it would look appealing enough.
Nan Zhou did not know the matters of love but he knew what was beautiful.
That was enough.
As expected, Nan Zhou took the bait and asked softly, “I want… how to do it?”
Jiang Fang chuckled softly, “Lower your head.”
Nan Zhou did as he was told.
Taking advantage of the buoyancy of the sea water, Jiang Fang raised his upper body above the water. He hooked his loose bow tie with his other hand and pressed the back of Nan Zhou’s head before brushing his upper lip on his Adam’s apple.
Nan Zhou didn’t even hide or dodge, he just let him play around in confusion.
Jiang Fang’s lip withdrew, but the skin he touched burned oddly, like a small living creature slithering around his throat and into his heart.
Jiang Fang grinned as he slid his index finger against Nan Zhou’s flesh under the button, which his little finger had just unbuttoned.
He maintained this position, peered over Nan Zhou’s shoulder, and cast a silent gaze toward Li Yinhang and the little mermaid, whose cheeks were already burning.
… With his gaze, he softly requested approval.
The little mermaid covered her eyes with her hand.
On the other hand, Lin Yinhang silently moved with her hands, consciously and actively turning her body one hundred and eighty degrees, and tilted her head to look at the sky with a pounding heart.
While Jiang Fang looked at the two of them, Nan Zhou watched the group of blue jellyfish lingering intimately under Jiang Fang’s body, and his breathing became increasingly more and more rapid.
This was the first time Nan Zhou had ever been taught this, and it was very different from his previous experience of “self-teaching.”
He felt something was wrong.
Everything was a bit overwhelming.
His pulse was racing and his cheeks were red from the heat. The tension had also caused his muscles and bones to become rigid.
He stood there in a daze, as though he was about to suffocate.
It was Jiang Fang who discovered the crux of the problem before Nan Zhou did.
He rubbed the corner of Nan Zhou’s lips with his slightly cold fingers and said with amusement, “…… you have to breathe.”
Nan Zhou breathed a sigh of relief slowly, “…well.”
Once Jiang Fang confirmed that Nan Zhou had regained his breath, he pressed his lips on the latter’s forehead and in a warm tone said, “Lower down a little more.”
Nan Zhou took the initiative to invite his body in, and their lips were pressed softly against each other once again.
Influenced by his previous experience, Jiang Fang did a good job in foreplay and preparation.
As a result, even if his practical kissing skills were a little lacking and the tip of his tongue was still in his mouth, this kiss was unlikely to become sloppy.
Nan Zhou blinked, staring at Jiang Fang’s tightly closed long eyelashes which trembled slightly.
After observing for a while, he took the initiative to raise his hand and tucked a strand of Jiang Fang’s loose silver hair behind his ear for him.
When his fingertips brushed his earlobe, Nan Zhou did not know what switch he had activated.
He only knew that Jiang Fang suddenly deepened their kiss.
Nan Zhou was startled and his body vaguely reacted strangely as the aggressiveness around his body surged through his mouth and passed without reservation.
His hand unconsciously covered the area of his abdomen that was tightening and heating up.
Tiny electric currents flowed through Nan Zhou’s body through the heart.
This unusual reaction made Nan Zhou, who has always known his own body well, confused.
It was like encountering a full moon with no reason at all.
He was kissed so deeply that he let out an “mmm”, and a low hum.
When Jiang Fang finished teaching kissing for two minutes, the scene in front of Nan Zhou was unclear.
Nan Zhou asked in an uncertain tone, “Is this kissing?”
Jiang Fang, “Yes.”
Nan Zhou cupped his chin, thinking seriously, “It’s… a strange feeling.”
Before he could reach a firm decision, the tiny mermaid covering her eyes trembled and warned him, “The time is about to run out.”
Jiang Fang, his cheeks flushed with excitement, grinned at Nan Zhou as he held out his arms to him in the midst of the crashing waves. Like a mermaid’s upper torso, he sank backward into the sea gently.
Nan Zhou touched the corners of his lips, and while reminiscing, he answered, “The most impressive kiss… is just now.”
Imagine he gets it wrong though… How embarrassing
Jiang Fang: Σ（ﾟдﾟlll）
Nan Zhou: ( ˙-˙ ? )
+1 lmao that would be funny XD. I just know Jiang Fang would be disappointed if ever
He has one man for all his kisses
Thank you for your translation 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
+1 omg yess! Jiang Fanggg onlyyy! ≧∇≦
thanks for the chapter ❤️
Wow. It was so funny but also cute and moving and I’m. I’m so glad I’m wearing a mask because I’m grinning like an idiot. Oh my. Teacher Fang sure is impressive (◍•ᴗ•◍).
Everytime the two of them kiss, I somehow feel it too. Like the feeling of being in love. It is projected very well in this novel! Please, I love them!
Thank you for translating this story !
blushing so hard here •//•
In the MTL, the author left a note at the end of the chapter:
The author has something to say:”Because the sea of memories is too tricky to make mistakes, I simply created memories on the spot”
Thank you for the chapter!