Compared to the bass in Lance's hands, Winser was obviously more interested in the sniper rifle in the box.

Without waiting for Lance to say anything, Wencer stepped forward and took the gun from the box and played with it in his hand.

He first stroked the gun body, then looked inside the box, took out the scope inside, and installed it with a few clicks.

Looking at Wencer's proficient attitude, Lance almost doubted whether the Wencer in front of him was the same as him.

"It's strange..."

Lance muttered to himself, he looked inside the box again.

Unexpectedly, the gun hidden in the instrument box was not made up by the movie, it was real.

However, this killer heart is too big.

Why don't you just put the box here, don't you take it away?

Or is it that things have changed so fast that he can't take it away?

I always feel that everything is complicated and confusing, he is just a silly white sweet.

Lance thought.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Since the killer didn't come to get it, he must have died."

Lance found himself a reason with great heart, and then he said to Winsor,

"Let's go."

Wencer raised his head, he rubbed a gun in his hand, nodded, quickly disassembled the gun, and then put the gun back.

Lance looked confused. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but in the end, Lance chose not to ask.

He closed the bass box, was silent for a moment, and then asked Quirrell, who was spinning endlessly around the drum stand on the other side:

[Quelow, we are leaving. 】

【goodbye teacher. 】

Quirrell said something casually without seeing, and then continued to touch the drum stand with his eighteen tentacles.

It seems that it does not intend to leave at all.

Lance twitched his mouth, he said helplessly to Quirrell:

[Since you like it so much and if you have enough fun, take out everything you can take away from here. 】

Lance used his tail to knock on the bass box on the floor, and gestured to Quirrell:

[The point is this. 】

These words happened to be on Quirrell’s heart, and it was only then willing to pay a little attention to Lance, and quickly agreed:

[Good teacher, no problem teacher! 】

At the same time, Quirrell expressed regret--

I had known that there were so many fun things in the sunken ship, and it would not maintain that big size.

It should become as small as it is now, and then go to the sunken ship to clean up.

Lance nodded, he swam to the other exit of this hall and said to Winsor:

"Come on, let's go from here."

Wencer raised his eyebrows and followed.

The glowing jellyfish drifted slowly over, illuminating the road ahead.

Lance was swimming, wagging his tail as he walked through the corridor outside.

Everything is right and wrong, and there are only mottled walls left in the lively corridors at that time.

Lance looked at all this with a daze:

"Winser, do you think this cruise ship is good-looking?"

Wencer followed Lance. He looked at this place and replied faintly:

"good looking."

Lance didn't know whether Wencer's words were comforting him, or whether he really thought the ship was good-looking.

However, the ship has become like this.

"When I got on this cruise ship for the first time, I was very excited."

Lance has fallen into memories,

"I like to watch the ship move forward on the deck, throw up the waves, and then seagulls will follow."

Lance raised his hand and drew a wave in mid-air.

Wencer turned his head, he looked at Lance, silent.

At this point, it has actually been made clear.

Lance originally wanted to make progress gradually, but he found that when he revisited the old place, people could not control their desire to talk at all.

"In my memory, the cruise ship drove at sea for almost one day and one night, and I also stayed on this cruise ship for one day and one night."

Lance continued,

"My journey was originally seven days, but I didn't expect that after one day and one night, when I woke up, I would become a mermaid."

As soon as the voice fell, Lance and Winsor had already swam through the entertainment area and reached the rest area.

The whole process was based on Lance's memories that night.

He seems to be very awake now, and he seems to be particularly unconscious, in a trance, he hasn't touched a drop of alcohol, but he is just dizzy.

Lance was looking for his room.

He remembered all this very clearly, otherwise he would not be able to accurately touch his room when he was too drunk that day.

Although the process is a bit tortuous, the result is just right.

"found it."

Lance wiped the house number clean, and then through the elimination method, found his room.

The door of the room was naturally decayed long ago, and there was nothing to stop at the door, which allowed Lance to enter effortlessly.

Lance stepped into the room first, then walked straight to the cabinet in the room and opened the cabinet door on one side.

Of course, without Lancera, the cabinet door was opened by Lance and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of turbid water.

Wencer came in behind Lance, and he looked around, still showing no expression.

Lance didn't care that the water in Shanghai was muddy, he searched inside and found his suitcase.

On the cruise ship, Lance was afraid that he would not be used to it, so he loaded everything on board, and then dragged an oversized suitcase on the cruise ship.

Colleagues were still laughing at Lance for making fuss, but now it seems to be a good thing.

After the cruise ship, Lance feared that the box would run away when the ship bumped, so he only took out some of the things from the box, and stuffed the rest back, and he stungly stuck the box with things for fear that the box would walk by himself.

And the facts have proved that it is really a wise move to use the card box to card the box.

It’s nice to be able to find my box now, isn’t it?

Lance dragged the box out with the strength of feeding.

Then he sat on the box with exhaustion, gasping for breath.

Wincer swam over and looked at Lance condescendingly.

Lance raised his head, hesitated, and asked:

"Do you have anything you want to ask me?"

His movements are obvious enough.

Lance didn't understand the expression on Wencer's face.

Because it seemed that Wencer was not angry, but looked at him with gentle eyes, as if there was a hint of encouragement.

Wencer sighed softly and said:

"Say it, I'll listen."

Lance gritted his teeth and gave it up:

"I am a human!"

He took a deep breath and said the rest of the words like a gun:

"Yes, I used to be a human being! My experience is very strange. I don't know how I became a mermaid. Is it wrong to drink a little wine at night? Oh my god, I woke up with a fish tail and scared a fish to death. What’s even stranger about my feet is that there is an octopus behind me who wants to keep me in captivity. I’m going to your **** octopus. I’m just the most beautiful firework. I’m not going to end up doing anything!"

A series of words without punctuation marks, it seemed that they were really suffocated, so that as soon as he spoke, Lance vomited out the belly manuscript that had been typed in his stomach.

Lance blushed after vomiting all these complaints in one breath.

Then, with his hands on his hips, he stubbornly said "I'm done" and asked:

"Do you have anything else you want to ask?"

Wincer blinked slowly, he seemed to be stunned by Lance's confession.

He originally thought Lance would continue to look forward to Ai Ai, and confided the truth to him little by little—

Although he knew it a long time ago.

But he didn't expect that Lance would pour out all the beans like a "crack" in front of him, without stopping.

In fact, to be honest, Wencer enjoyed Lance hiding from him.

Seeing Lance feel guilty for him for concealing things, and letting him rub it at will is really tickling, so Wencer didn't pierce this layer of window paper.

But unexpectedly, now, this little stupid fish directly pierced the window paper with a finger, and with such force, he could not wait to poke his entire arm in and poke it in front of his eyes.

Wencer couldn't help reaching out and covering his lips.

Seeing that Wencer was silent and there were other actions, Lance, who had been bluffing before, suddenly withered, he put down his hands in a weird manner, lowered his head, and fell silent.

"I didn't mean to lie to you."

Lance was a little melancholy, he had never been able to figure out how to position himself.

Say he is a mermaid, that is, on the side of the sea monster, but which sea monster have you seen every day want to eat grilled fish and spicy strips?

Say he is a human, but Krance believes that if he goes ashore, he will definitely be dragged back to the laboratory or research institute by humans.

When meeting Wen Yu and them at sea, Lance vaguely realized that he might really be a sea monster.

That being the case, it must be clear to Wencer.

But, can Winser accept it?

Lance wanted to cry.

He is really weird, if Wencer doesn't want him, he really wants to live alone in the ocean.

He did not want.

But what good is it to deceive Winser?

"Patter"

The white beads fell on the floor with a crisp sound.

"Lance?"

Wencer saw the white beads on the ground, and suddenly panicked. He hurriedly stepped forward and took up Lance's face. At first glance, the other party was crying.

The tears that flowed from Lance's eyes turned into white beads and fell on the floor.

Wencer panicked too.

He had just wanted to dry Lance deliberately to make Lance afraid of himself and realize the seriousness of the incident, but now it seems that the development of the matter has exceeded Wencer's expectations.

He thought that Lance had a big heart, and it would only take a while to be sad, but now it seems that Lance is keen and empathetic in some aspects.

Wencer was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, so he had to move forward and comforted softly:

"Well, stop crying, I forgive you."

"What is forgivable."

Lance cried out finely shattered pearls, and drilled the horns on the other.

"The nature of this matter is very serious. It's like a poor boy who just pretended to be a big money to cheat girls before getting married."

Winsor: "..."

Suddenly I feel that Xiaoyu thinks of "marriage" and is a little relieved.

"A liar like me is wrong."

Lance cried even harder, "We should get a divorce!"

Wencer twitched the corner of his mouth.

I found that he really couldn't keep up with Xiaoyu's thinking.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu thought of "marriage" a second ago, but now it has become "divorce".

Wencer sighed, he stepped forward, kissed Lance on the forehead, and comforted:

"Don't you think I am a fish?"

Lance stopped crying and looked at Wencer strangely:

"Why should I despise that you are a fish? You are Winser to me."

Winser laughed:

"Then why do you think I hate you? You are just Lance to me."

Neither a human being nor a sea monster, but his little fish.

Beautiful, little fish.

Lance: "..."

Lance felt like he was being teased.

Lance rubbed his eyes, then asked:

"Then are you still willing to be with me?"

"Why not?"

Wencer was a little helpless. He stepped forward, hugged Lance, gently patted Lance on the back, and whispered in Lance's ear.

"We agreed to be together. And, didn't you come back specifically for me last time? Since you don't want to abandon me, then I won't abandon you."

His little fish had a chance to escape by themselves in the coral bones, but for the sake of a promise he made, he returned without hesitation.

That being the case, how could Winser abandon his little fish?

Lance's face was slightly hot, he raised his hand, hugged Wencer, and rubbed Wencer's cheek.

Finally, the words of Wencer gave Lance a reassurance, at least, he still has a destination now.

"Winser, you are so kind."

Lance's straight man's nerves began to tremble again, he asked Winsor,

"You be my family, okay?"

Wencer was thoughtful.

This...Isn’t the progress a bit too fast by skipping “marriage” and becoming “family”?

Although his family's Xiaoyu has a good resuscitation, is it wrong?