Chapter 113

It was almost evening.

The fishermen scuttled on the water, half hunched, and laboriously dragged their huge fishing nets to the beach. In the line of sea and sky, the afterglow of the setting sun covered the deep blue sea

Liu Yu saw such a scene for the first time and felt very strange.

At the end of the net, there was a red head floating on the end of the net. After a close look, he found that he was a thin and weak child, about ten years old. He had no meat on his face. He was sunburnt. He pushed the net hard.

For adults, waist deep sea, to this child, there is only one head left.

"So little boy, will you go fishing too?"

She asked.

The man on the reef didn't answer him.

He was still staring at the deep blue sea as if he wanted to sink in.

Liu Yu had to pay attention to the fishermen again, but when her eyes fell on the red head again, she suddenly stopped -

she saw the net again!

The net loomed, half of it was lost in the sea, and a small part Around the red head!

It's the child!

Yes, it's the child!

Liu Yu stepped forward. The sea water flooded over her shoes, and the soles and uppers were all wet. However, she couldn't take care of it. She just kept her eyes on the child pushing the fishing net. His network is much smaller than Mr. DART's, with only five or six nodes, one at the age of three and one at the age of five The last one is in

Fragmentary images emerge before our eyes.

The waves are rolling

Black water grass

My hands are beating on the water

Red hair floating on the sea

The last node is ten years old and eight months old!

Near at hand!

I don't know why, Liu Yu can vaguely perceive the corresponding information of these nodes.

Milaka Moses.

Ten years old.

Born.

Three years later, my father died.

My mother left at the age of five

He is ten years old and eight months old.

In front of her eyes, a thin blue thread continued to stretch, winding into a knot after knot. Finally, birth and death were connected together to form a closed web.

Liu Yu couldn't help but close her eyes, and the sea breeze gently brushed her face. She fell into a wonderful and special situation.

The world split in front of her.

She stepped on Nothingness and reality with one foot. Her fingers were next to the blue weaving net representing fate. It seemed that with a slight hook, the net could be disordered and rearranged

"Milaka!"

"Where's miraka?"

"Miraka's gone!"

…… Sure enough, is it miraka?

There was a riot on the beach.

The fishermen who were dragging the net started to cry. The net did not stop. In panic, most of the fish in the net escaped, leaving only a few half dead. People looked at this end, but not that end, and the sea was in a mess.

Some of the fishermen turned to the white robed deity on the reef for help.

"Monsieur God!"

"Monsieur God, please help milaka

"Miraka is gone! This is the only child left in the Moses family... "

At this time, Liu Yu's fingers have touched the blue net.

The web seems to be covered with a thin layer of fascia that can't be shaken.

She pulled hard, her fingers did not feel pain, like a slippery fish from the net, but her head began to ache.

The scene is beginning to blur

In a trance, she seemed to see milaka's black eyes staring at her. He was calling for help.

His eyes overflowed with tears, his red hair in the sea, like a fluffy weed

He called her:

"destiny Please help me Help me... "

She pulled again --

the node was loose, but it quickly climbed closer.

No.

It shouldn't be like this.

Fate clearly has countless possibilities, just like her, it should not be the only one!

The fingers dig into that layer of fascia, which means that the nodes of "death" begin to loosen.

"Pa", a light, as if only she can hear the voice, Liu Yu saw, the node whole loose.

As far as he could see, the white robed deity, who was always silent, suddenly moved.

He stood in the air on the quiet sea.

With a wave of white sleeves, a magical scene appeared.

The escaped fish went back to the net, and the thread of the net went back to the fishermen who had gone to the sea to look for people. They returned to their original position with perplexity on their faces."What's going on?"

"I was just looking for milaka..."

"Where's miraka?"

At this time, milaka's red head floated again on the sea with a happy smile on her face. Out of the expectation of the fishermen, he not only said thanks to Mr. Shenguan, but also to the girl with red skirt:

"milaka is OK! Thank you, beautiful lady

He cried.

At the same time, the half of the net of Mira's death has been cut off, and the half of her smile has been turned into a blue one It's just a vague shadow.

Fate has changed.

Is this good or Bad?

Liu Yu thought of himself. It's always good to be alive.

She looked at the man who was halfway there.

He was still with his back to her, and his long silver hair was like a gorgeous match in the setting sun.

I don't know why, the last half of miraka's life line disappears, which always makes her a little uneasy.

At this time, the fishermen dragged the heavy fishing net, and cried out their thanks.

"Thank you, Monsieur God!"

"God will bless you, Monsieur God!"

Mr. theocrat turned around.

His facial features, bathed in the setting sun, were incredibly beautiful, and his expression was a little gentle. He did not look at the fishermen, but asked Liu Yu as if no one else was there:

"do you want to eat the turbot?"

"But I heard that They have a lot of spines

Speaking of this common topic, Liu Yu's uneasiness disappeared.

Fishermen laugh:

"you can let Mr. Shenguan find fault for you! Mr. Shenguan is good at everything! "

"No, I'm sure he's not good at making girls happy."

Liu Yu said with a smile.

Half laugh, suddenly stunned.

If fate is fixed, then, beyond it, it is "change".

The past is irreversible, but the future is infinite.

It's like Datsun's "past," milaka's "future," like herself.

It turns out that It's a sense of a divine language system.

Her heart seems to be occupied by a clamor and agitation. From the moment just now, she seems to have peeped into the immeasurable future One day, like Gaia, she will create an independent and complete Shenyu system with her own understanding, which will combine all its closure into a complete circle.

Fate.

Yes, destiny.

At this moment, the magnificent and grand future unfolded a clear blueprint for her for the first time.

This is the power she has always dreamed of - the power of not being dependent on others, not being dominated by others, independent of the world.

At the thought of this moment, she couldn't help but feel excited.

But

She looked at the people beside her. Her strength is still very weak. Before that, she must be careful, careful, and careful.

And the pieces of iron she had hidden, and Mrs. Fergus

In her thoughtfulness, her hand was held up, holding her hand as cold as just returned from the snow field.

"You are a little strange today," she tried to organize her words to calm herself from her excitement. "You said you hated me, but today, you always hold my hand."

"Disgust? Oh, of course. " The man nodded. "Belia Fergus, I'm committed and happy to remind you, third, go shopping with me."

“…… Do you mean that in order to avoid me becoming a dishonest person, you just wronged you to go shopping? "

"Maybe."

He said faintly.

The cold silver hair slicked across the back of her hand, itching a little.

Liu Yu took a look at the clasped hands:

"you don't need to hold hands when shopping."

"You and Leslie have been holding on. I said, I'll repeat everything you and he did, no, several times, until I hate it

He looked at the sea face, in the deepening of the sky, like a hazy night shadow, expression can not see real.

"You are really abnormal today." "If you don't love me, please don't be too -"

"- don't move

He interrupted her.

As jade like palm unfolds, palm heart appears a pair of exquisite deerskin boots.

At this time, the last light of the sunset falls to sea level.

As night falls, the lacquer night winds from the deep blue sea to the sea.

The sea breeze is cold on me.

He lowered, and the sacred robe was scattered in the sand.

The moonlight fell on his head.Liu Yu found that his boot was wet and his feet were cold.

He lifted her feet. Her boots and silk stockings were taken off together. Her toes shrank and her grip was crisp and itchy.

She couldn't help shrinking again -

her snow-white toes were lovely in the night.

"You --"

"-- don't move."

His voice darkened, and he looked up at her eyes. It was hidden, and all her words about to be uttered were swallowed in her throat.

Holding her ankle finger, it's getting hotter, hotter and hotter.

Liu Yu almost had the illusion that he was going to kiss her toes.

he quickly put on the silk stockings and deer skin boots for her, and then stood up:

"belia Fergus, you look great..."

"But always forget yourself."

He looked at her:

"cherish yourself."

His voice was very weak, his expression was more subdued than his voice.

But a stream of air rushed to Liu Yu's throat, making her speechless.

She seemed to see the once young man, he gently stroked her head and told her Cherish yourself, belia.

"I have to take back what I said. You're very attractive to girls."

Liu Yu reluctantly smiles.

His good-looking eyebrows curled:

"what I said is the truth."

"Bella Fergus, occasionally, I feel that Mrs. Fergus may not have taken care of you."

"No, mother is fine."

Liu Yu denied it.

"But a child who lives in love will not always be flattered by other people's concerns, nor will she always be used to neglecting her own needs."

Liu Yu's face turned white.

She clenched her hand and poked her finger into the flesh, but she could not feel anything. She could only see the tender green eyes of the man in front of her. He seemed to be comforting her, as if In a plain narrative of a fact.

What a terrible man this is.

He is gentle and cold, warm and distant, so you can't tell which moment is true.

"Mrs. Fergus is very kind to me. She loves me very much

She pinched her voice, barely speaking.

He looked at her and said nothing. He just took the tender hand again:

"go, go to the village head's house. It's almost time. "