Also saving all mankind today [Rebirth]

A teenage mermaid with short blonde hair sits alone on a rock.

He was waiting for someone, but it seemed... He hadn't been waiting.

The oldest sea turtle I met when I was a child also likes to lie on the reef and wait for the moon. For sea turtles, it is already very old and confused.

The mermaids nearby laughed at the old turtle, it probably didn't remember what it was waiting for.

It's just that he felt sad, the old turtle must have been waiting for someone after waiting for so long.

He actually didn't know, he had been waiting for a long time, but he couldn't perceive it, he just firmly believed that the other party would come, even if his soul was getting weaker, he didn't know it.

He just waited quietly.

"my child."

It was an ancient and mysterious voice, gentle and mellow, but if you searched consciously, you would find that it was nothingness.

He was startled, subconsciously followed the sound, but saw nothing.

"……who is it?"

The voice as gentle as the sea smiled inclusively.

"I am... your... mother..."

The little mermaid, whose mind was always in a mess, suddenly seemed to have opened up at this time, or because of some things brought from his genes, he easily guessed the identity of the other party.

"Sea God... Are you... Sea God?"

He raised his head reverently, but his eyes were still blank.

The other party smiled and asked softly.

"Who are you waiting for... Tang En, who are you waiting for?"

"I..." Tang En tilted his head, as if recalling was a very difficult task, he said slowly after a long time, "I'm waiting for Caesar."

"Yeah, I'm waiting for Caesar." After saying this, he seemed to have found the pillar of his soul, and even his eyes lit up. He said firmly, not knowing whether he was convincing the Sea God or himself, "Xi Ze Ze will definitely come."

Sea God's voice paused, then he sighed in pity.

"You can't wait, my child."

"……why?"

Tang En stupidly raised his head to look for the Sea God's trace, his little face was still as beautiful as ever, but he couldn't find anything.

He lowered his head and stretched out his hand, only to find that tears were falling silently all over his face.

He was crying...why?

Tang En, why are you crying?

He asked himself silently in his heart.

But the cold tears fell down without knowing why, they neither turned into pearls nor diamonds, they just hit coldly on the reef and condensed there brokenly.

"Twain...don't cry."

The Sea God comforted him gently, and a gentle sea current surged up to nourish his soul.

Why are you crying... Tang En.

Because Tang En remembered it.

He remembered that he was dead.

On a certain night ten years ago, the stars were sparse.

The sea breeze made people feel a little headache, and the moonlight shone down softly. The boy with short blond hair was sitting on the reef with his head bowed, his slender and weak ankles hanging down.

He has been waiting for a long time.

He lowered his head slightly, watching the sea water roll up his ankles, the transparent water and fair skin intertwined, it was a cool, gentle and familiar touch.

He was born in the ocean, raised in the ocean, and never planned to leave the ocean. The ocean should be his lifelong pursuit and destination, but now... He pursed his lips, and imagined a tall and straight figure in his mind, with straight lips The lines are also softened.

Now, he should have a new pursuit and destination.

He stretched out his hand and touched his neck, which was blown cool by the wind for a while, and the long golden hair was trimmed at Caesar's request and became soft and short.

He missed Caesar very much, even though they hadn't seen each other for only ten days, but he couldn't wait anymore, besides... besides, Caesar was getting married soon.

Caesar... As long as he thinks of Caesar holding the palm of a strange woman with a smile, his heart seems to be barren, not only barren, but also like a prairie fire is conquering the weak land of the heart.

He even thought about giving up. The corners of his eyes were slightly red. Caesar should have had a normal family, countless wealth, and a gentle and virtuous noble wife.

However, since Caesar had already decided to go with him, he shouldn't disappoint Caesar's wishes.

"Don!"

He jumped up suddenly, turned his head to look, and there was a flickering light in his water-colored eyes that he couldn't hide in time.

However, there was only one person who came, the butler in a long black cape with his hands behind his back, a few strands of silver-white silk poking out from a black wide-brimmed top hat, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, looking around worriedly: "My lord butler... Where is Caesar?"

"Mr. Tang En," the benevolent butler took off his top hat to salute, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth, he narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Young Master is under strict supervision, and he finally found a chance to come out. Follow, so now hiding in a hotel, please come with me."

Tang En's expression softened a little, and he smiled at the housekeeper: "Thank you very much, Mr. Housekeeper, I am really touched at this time...you are still willing to help me and Caesar."

The butler walked in front, and when he heard this sentence, he didn't turn around, but there was a hint of secret greed at the corner of his mouth, but his voice was full of exhaustion and affection.

"Master Caesar was brought up by me all the way. I really can't bear to see him in such pain."

Dunn paused, and lowered his eyes in sadness, but he quickly patted his face and smiled a pretty good-looking one.

Caesar is already very sad, he can't make Caesar more sad.

The butler prepared a carriage not far away, and there were several servants waiting on it. The butler said it was for safety, and Tang En stepped on it without thinking twice.

The old butler has been a loyal servant of the Floris family for many years. He has indeed watched Caesar grow up since he was a child, but it is a pity that he has been shrewd all his life, and besides... let the noble young master be with a monster... Hehe , his eyes flashed, but fortunately, this monster is so stupid that it is reassuring.

He has already contacted the seller. He is a rich man who likes to collect strange things. He is very interested in the species of mermaid, and offered a price that he can never enjoy in his life.

The carriage quickly drove into the wilderness and was coldly illuminated by the moonlight.

The butler was thinking about his future glory and wealth, even if he was already more than seventy years old, the yearning for money can be felt at any age, when a sentence finally came out faintly from the carriage behind him.

"Master Steward, Caesar doesn't want to go with me at all, does he?"

The butler was startled, for a moment he was a little afraid that the other party would find out, but he quickly realized that the other party was just an idiot, and now their manpower has an absolute advantage.

"No, Master Caesar is waiting in the hotel not far away."

Even so, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the butler tried his best to comfort him.

The young man inside was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "You don't need to lie to me, I already know."

The carriage stopped suddenly. Although he didn't know how the other party knew, the housekeeper still couldn't help shouting angrily: "Well, even so, what can you do?!"

He looked at the two burly servants, motioned them to get ready, then paused, with a vicious smile on his lips.

"Do you think I will let the young master elope with a monster?!"

The word "monster" seemed to hurt the boy's heart. Tang En's face was paler than when he realized he had been deceived. He bit his lip and turned over to jump out of the window.

"Damn it!" the butler cursed in a low voice. The two servants were already ready, and when they saw that Tang En was about to escape by jumping out of the window, they quickly got out of the car and blocked his way.

The blond boy turned his head coldly, the blood of the blue scales blended with anger, and the huge waves of the sea were hidden in the water-colored eyes.

……

But the memory stopped abruptly here, and when he woke up, his body was already nothingness.

He didn't feel that he was already a ghost, he just looked at the place where he was in a daze——

This is the reef he is most familiar with. In the days when there was no Caesar, he thought about the thoughts of the young man in the castle. In the days when Caesar was there, he also liked to sit alone. Here he poured out his thoughts to the sea.

He crossed his legs in a daze... No, he was stunned for a while, looking at his fish tail, he sat on the reef holding his tail in a daze.

Like that old and confused turtle, sitting foolishly on the reef, killing his obsessed soul for ten years.

Then wait for the lover he can never wait for.

……

"Poor boy, your Caesar... died of depression shortly after your death..."

He looked down at his own tears, unwilling to wipe them away, the soul's tears had no substance at all.

They were the broken pieces of his body, the uneven folds.

"Exchange... exchange, my... child."

The gentle maternal voice called him and asked him gently.

Exchange... what?

"Exchange your soul... for Caesar's soul."

Sea God said softly.

"Poor child... I will solidify your soul and send you into an illusion... Caesar's soul is also inside, and when you wake him up, in exchange..."

Sea God's voice paused, but Twain seemed to have recognized its off-screen voice.

"Your soul will die."

After Tang En listened in a daze, he remained silent.

"Exchange...my child..."

Its voice is so gentle and unhurried.

But full of deception.

……

The pale blue-scaled boy looked palely at the lover in front of him who was a little bored because of the messed up affair.

"The illusion has not collapsed... I have not disappeared..."

"What?" Pei Yan stared blankly at the young man with a very strange expression. He looked at Arthur, but he didn't understand Tang En's words at all.

"He's not my Caesar..." The color of water slipped from the boy's pale face, and the naive and desperate boy lowered his head, "I can't find my Caesar."

600 years...it turns out Nishizawa wasn't there at all.

...He just wanted to talk to Caesar again.

Those things that I didn't have time to say before I died, those... those words that I didn't have time to finish.

Those are very gentle, very affectionate, those sounds meaningless, but... what he really wanted to say.

He used to hide behind the reef, those lingering human lovers, holding each other's palms, eyes like silk, intimate.

And they... there is nothing between them, there is nothing left.

I really... have been waiting for you, Caesar.

The well-behaved little red-billed seagull landed on the blue-scaled boy's shoulder, tilted his head, and quietly watched the boy's unstoppable tears.