I met a strange teenager in my first year as a psychiatrist.
And he was astonished, but he produced a rare silver hair. I thought he was the one who needed to be hurt, so I had a hair.
Until a few white hands reached from behind him.
One.
I’ve never been too surprised by the look of anyone.
This one before you is undoubtedly the first.
A young man had short silver hair, five officials were deep, his nostrils were high, and his red lips were like a March flower.
When the long eyelashes fall down, they give a beautiful sense of fragmentation.
Moreover, he has a temper between youth and youth, and he has a few steps of maturity.
Well, it’s a man who’s just the first person to feel good.
I looked down and looked at his file:
“Speaks, 19 years old, Doctor of Marine Biology. I’m sorry.
Such a young doctor? What a genius. It’s rare.
They say there’s only one line between genius and lunatic, so what’s the strange psychological problem?
“Did you find something difficult? I asked.
There was no expression on his face, but he looked me in silence and said nothing.
Is it hard to say?
I followed a good example: “Don’t be embarrassed, the psychological diagnosis is absolutely confidential.” I can only help you if you tell me how you feel. I’m sorry.
“I love a human being.” I’m sorry.
Human?
How can you describe humans?
I kept asking, “What then?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and was as calm as he was talking about tomorrow’s weather.
But it’s amazing:
“I want to lock her up, chain her up, or close her up with my own. I’m sorry.
“Why do you think that?”
“I want to take her, leave her in a world that belongs to me. I’m sorry.
I looked down and wrote a few words on this: suspected paranoid personality.
“Do you think she’ll accept that? I’m sorry.
Words seem to be ticking, and mirror reflections make me lose sight of him.
“If it were you, would you accept it? I’m sorry.
“Sorry, the doctor won’t answer. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
He changed his seat, he was lazy and holding his chin, and seemed to think seriously about the possibility of “she” accepting it.
I waited patiently for his response and my attention was taken away by his hands at the next minute.
These are the most beautiful hands, with their fingers round and clean, and with their hands full of white and white, and they would certainly be very happy to play the piano.
And when I thought about his career, I was kind of wondering what he looked like standing in front of the lab.
The young genius wears a cold, clean white corset, his fingers are slowly slit open, and his red blood gets a little cold white fingertip…
Oh, that must be fun.
With this in mind, my heart rate begins to accelerate irresistibly.
“I don’t think she’ll take it. I’m sorry.
Speaking in response to my question.
I took my mind back and I kept asking, “Does she know that you have it?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t know. “She doesn’t remember me anymore.” I’m sorry.
“What do you want us to do for you? Helps you control these questionable ideas? I’m sorry.
I thought he’d nod his head.
But he didn’t hesitate to shake his head: “I don’t think I have a problem with it. I’m sorry.
Normal, paranoid personality does not feel a problem.
I went on to ask, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“I hope she remembers me and accepts me willingly. I’m sorry.
“…”
So, why come here instead of looking for her?
I noticed something wrong. I breathed and looked at him.
But at the next moment, I saw an incredible picture of my life.
A few white hands came out of the youth! Those hands were moving, like they were very excited.
♪ I can’t ♪
However, in the blink of an eye, a long toucher drilled through the table and chair, entangling my thigh.
Round and round, smooth and smooth.
What happened?
I was staring at it, and my head was going to explode.
It’s just these white hands, a little familiar.
Like a year ago…
“Sister, long time no see. I’m sorry.
Take off the gold glasses with one hand, a pair of water-deep peach eyes.
He came a little closer to me, grabbed my waist with his touch, tweaked, tweaked:
“This time, don’t throw me away again. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Two.
My father was a scientist.
In order to do the experiment, he was willing to divorce his mother, to leave his former institution of authority and to take me to an isolated island.
On this island, he carried out his experiments with joy and established a kingdom of experiments that belonged to him alone.
There are human-speaking crocodiles in that lab, orcs of snakeheads, and monsters of ugly, slimy, half-creasy.
Disgusting and evil.
I don’t know what the purpose was for my father to take me to the island, but there can be no reason for this superficial love.
But it was so new and exciting that I didn’t want to run away.
Out of curiosity, though not allowed, I would have hacked the lab’s surveillance and sneaked into his lab while my father was away.
One day, the father said that he had to leave for a while and asked me to stay on the island.
Don’t open the lab door.
I bowed my head and promised, and I laughed.
Oh, no.
After my father left, I ran more to the lab.
I like to piss off alligators with their teeth and claws, with their dirty words, with their ugly, ugly, 3-metre crotch, their angry lizards. I can’t wait to come out and tear me apart.
It only turns me on when people are scared.
The more dangerous and evil, the more exciting my heart gets.
But I’ve come a lot, and I’ve found less and less in the lab.
From thousands to hundreds to dozens.
Ten days after his father left the island, and within 10 days, everything in the lab was gone.
I looked up surveillance to find out what was going on, and I couldn’t see anything.
What happened?
What new reagents did the father quietly destroy?
Or have they been eaten by something inside?
My heart is full of doubt and excitement, and I don’t want to be armed, and I’m beginning to explore it in an underground laboratory.
But the lab was so weird.
I didn’t fall in any corner, flipped over and found a little white mollusk in the corner.
Round little heads, dark eyes, eight long snow and white hands.
octopus?
The little octopus is clapping, and the soft hands are squirting.
It’s dark, big eyes open, it’s pretty, it’s full of little heads crooked, curious about me as I am about it.
What does it look like?
“Hey, it’s kind of cute. I’m sorry.
I reached out to his smooth little head.
The octopus immediately step back and look me in the eye.
I smiled to send a friendly message to it, reaching out again and trying to touch its tentacles.
The octopus hesitated, carefully reaching out a tentacle and put it in my hand.
Then touch my finger, a little bit more.
I’m curious to pick up its tentacles and sips.
It’s damp, it’s delicate, it’s very soft and comfortable.
Then, after a while of observation, We saw it had a tentacle that was different from the rest: a sharp tip, a spoon, and a groove from root to tip.
Huh? Why is this tentacle different?
Out of curiosity, I picked up the most special tentacles and was ready to look at them.
But the octopus, like they’ve been given some kind of strong irritation, take back their tentacles like electric.
His body shivered, his eyes closed, and his body, which had always been snow and white, was in a shallow pink at that moment. Looks very nervous.
Is there anything special about this tentacle?
I picked up the phone and checked it out, so there’s not a lot of people on this island, but the signal’s okay.
We’ll find out why.
Oh, I see…
But I’m not a female octopus.
3
I left the little white guy in the lab.
Locked the door of the laboratory and confirmed that nothing had been missed, and then returned to the room above to sleep.
Just a little weird tonight.
In my sleep, I seem to have heard the sound of thieving, like the door was opened.
I was a little surprised, but I didn’t hear any footsteps.
It’s probably the wind.
No more attention. I turned over and went back to sleep.
After a while, it seemed like I was in a soft patch, surrounded by something.
In the twilight, there’s something cold and silky that swims on me.
Itchy, a little wet, uncomfortable.
I grabbed it and suddenly it stopped moving.
Whispering, I seem to hear something soft.
Low, like a young man’s voice, the sand is clear.
I don’t know.
4
The next day I woke up, it was bright outside the cabin.
There seems to be something wrong on the hand, and there are three or four red marks on the back of the hand, like a little bit bit by something.
Shit! I think I forgot some mosquitoes last night!
Gollum!
The belly suddenly rings.
Forget it, I’m hungry.
Get up and get out of bed, get ready to cook a bowl of noodles, but I can’t find anything to eat.
I searched the locker again and found only a few bank cards and gold bars.
There is no other way to obtain food on this unpopular island than to go to shore to buy food or to exchange seafood with indigenous people for goods.
After all, in the desert islands far from human civilization, the money created by human beings is the least important.
My father hasn’t come back for a long time. I’m running out of food.
I called my father to ask him when he was coming back, but I couldn’t get through.
Well, are you really gonna starve to death here?
For the first time, I felt despair as I looked at the empty kitchen with my arms.
Forget it, food is body food, books are spiritual food. Read it to distract attention.
I picked up a book about psychology and started reading.
Yes, I do not intend to live on this island for a long time.
After all, I’m going to be a psychiatrist when I get out of here.
But half of the book appeared, and suddenly there was a flash of light in its head.
By the way, isn’t there another octopus in the underground lab?
A little small, but white, soft, eight touchy, long meat…
Well, it looks delicious!
A whole bunch of octopus pellets, fried octopus, red octopus, spicy octopus…
Shihasha!
5
I put my weapon on it and went straight to the underground lab.
Not without a weapon. I haven’t forgotten the recent disappearance of all the gruesome animals in the lab.
If Father hadn’t done something, he’d have been eaten by something.
Nothing was found yesterday, but there must have been some powerful and cunning monster in there.
As for the little octopus… the small size of the octopus can’t be fed without fighting or anything.
First pass off.
When I opened the lab, I accidentally saw the white troupe.
The little one is lazily lying on the table, half-eyed with black quail, entwined with two little tentacles, and it looks boring.
It’s a shame to be so soft!
If it wasn’t for empty stomachs, I’d really like to circle this little guy up as a pet.
But now…
Fish are so cute, they have to eat.
Six.
So I didn’t disturb it, I walked over it.
The little one sensed my approach, slowly raised his head, and his black eyes understood innocence.
It looked at me like it was yesterday, without moving or running, and it was so gentle.
“Little thing, follow me out of here. I’m sorry.
I put my hand up and poked it in the head, and I played it with the touch.
To my surprise, this white guy, like he can understand people’s words, moves his hands, struts my fingertips and swims carefully into my hands.
And when he came up, he looked at me again, and suddenly with his little head he stomped on my hand.
I don’t know if it’s my fault, but I find that this guy’s eyes are filled with glitter, and his hands are starting to whirlwind.
Its deity looks sweet and sweet, and the body of snow is slowly pink.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
Well, just an octopus, how can I feel from it an indistinguishable obsession?
Is it true that an octopus that is so lonely and so cold has a heart?
7
As soon as I got back to the house on the ground, I put the octopus in the kitchen tank.
# Gollum #
As soon as they sink into the cask, the octopus spreads out eight soft touchers, turning around in the water like an an anemone.
At the end of the day, two tentacles were put to the edge of the cask, and the little head came out of the water, and the big eyes looked at me.
It reminds me of an expression:
And I put it in the water with a smile, and I put it in the water, and I took the lid of the tank silently.
Cover it up!
When I put a lid on it, I moved a big stone to the ground.
The octopus has a soft body and a very high IQ, and it’s easy for this guy to get out of here if he doesn’t have a good defense.
But my sweet little one, I can’t wait to get it right away.
It is already my greatest mercy as a human being at the top of the food chain.
When I made sure everything was right, I set up a pot and set the water on fire.
High-end foods often require the simplest way to cook.
There is also a situation in which the simplest way to cook is to be forced when the sorbent is insufficient.
I’ve decided to put a couple of peppers, make more water and throw the octopus in the soup.
Even after eating the meat, the soup will give me a few more days.
It’s just that when I pick up the knife, I start to cut up the peppers… and I’m invisible to the extremely dangerous signals.
Who cares if it’s dangerous!
As long as it’s not bright, it’s almost clean!
When the peppers were cut, as I sharpened my sword to the octopus, the tank was turned on…
What’s going on?
Where’s the octopus?
8
I found a circle in the house and I didn’t see the little octopus.
No doubt it ran away.
No food today, I’m depressed.
Seeing the boiling water in the pot alone, groaning, and groaning with bitterness, and when it cools, it fills its stomach.
I just don’t know why, but I’ve always felt a sense of danger.
Is there a storm going on?
I secretly look up.
But after an afternoon, nothing happened.
On the contrary there is no way, and the door is blown at night.
Single women live alone on a deserted island and it is dangerous to be knocked on by strangers at night.
I’m alert to open the door and there’s nobody out there.
The sight sweeps the ground and sees a big bag of crabs?
The live crabs are swinging the pliers to fight the bags, but I see only one signal all over them: eat me, eat me!
Shihasha!
What good is this?
In that case, thanks to you, I’m ashamed to laugh.
9
Don’t say it. The crab is really hymn.
But I still regret that the octopus ran away.
I couldn’t figure out how that guy got away.
It’s probably too much to understand.
A young man with a white hand?
He looked like a 17-year-old boy, five officials, with beautiful eyes like a black stone, and he looked at me with a heavy eye and a complex look.
Well…
His long, silver hair is covered in beautiful snow and white, and his hair is shrouded over the dented clavicles, lined abs, mermaid lines…
Shouldn’t it be?
I’m just admiring it while I’m admiring it.
I don’t know. Something touched my leg.
When I looked down, a toucher suddenly put his hand on my leg, and the hand was strong and he was gentle.
This touch…
I grabbed that touchy hand, pulled it in curiosity, meat, solid.
Try to start the knot again.
That toucher apparently stopped.
It’s kind of funny, but it’s new.
When I was having a good time, the young man suddenly got a little depressed, biting red lips:
“I almost forgot, we’re not married.
Sister, can you wait for me? I’m sorry.
Waiting for you? What are you doing?
But looking at the eyes of a young man and the handsome face of a fine white face, you can’t say the words of doubt.
It’s just a dream. It’s a dream.
“Well, I’ll wait for you. I’ll just lay low.
I’ve had a good time.
Soon, seven hands were woven into a big net.
I don’t know.
10
I woke up and I was lying in bed.
There’s something wrong with your hands.
I touched the bed, and there was a bit of a squirt.
♪ I can’t ♪
“The eyes open with a few eyes, a strong chest and a thin waist…
Men?
And We opened Our eyes with Our open eyes, but the curtains were filled with Our sheets and Our covers, still flat.
Huh? Why are you hallucinating? But it’s too real!
I haven’t been waiting to figure it out yet. The door is ringing.
– Open the door. Father’s back.
Before I could ask him why he had gone back so long, I heard him rushing to the basement.
In a little while, there was a chilling scream in the basement.
I was surprised.
He thought the monster in the underground lab had attacked his father, and he took the gun and went down.
And then I saw my father grow old all night and sit on the floor and cry:
“Aah-aah-aah!
“Damn it! Damn it!
“Where are my babies!
“What the hell is that? I’m sorry.
I’m:
Eleven.
All morning, my father couldn’t breathe.
Tired of scolding, snoring and snoring.
Not only are they the subject of scolding, but they go up to heaven and down to geography, from the gods to the core of the earth.
Science, literature, philosophy … has a wide range of implications, updating my new level of awareness of the subject matter.
I’m sure you don’t want to yell at me.
It’s no wonder you say “removers” and cultural people do break their legs when they feel it.
I looked into the Mad Man’s voice and asked him why he had not come back so long after 9 p.m. at last.
The father breathed heavily and drank a few large sips of water and finally began his journey.
He said that a hurricane had struck the sea and that he had survived it nine years ago, after which everything fell into the sea.
That’s why I couldn’t get through to him.
“Hush, so dangerous…” I took a breath.
I didn’t know how to comfort him. I had to pour him another glass of water.
It was only when We handed him the water, but it was not for us that we could see the look of him when he was blind.
Well…
I grew up with my father for so long that I was familiar with his face when he lied.
That was the way he looked in the basement where his mother hid the money from the private room or kept the most dangerous mutinous crocodiles at home.
And I turned my eyes and asked, “How was it that you were saved?” I’m sorry.
The father lamented that it was the same as before: “I was floating in the sea with floating logs for three days and saved by fishermen who went out to fish.” I’m sorry.
“I see. I’m sorry.
And I do not make peace.
“I lay in the hospital for a few days, and when I was almost sick, I came back with my foot and foot, thinking that the big babies in the lab should not starve to death, but I came back to the lab.”
– Speaking of which, I feel bad.
Of course…
“I’m mad at you! I’m leaving!
“I can’t! I can’t!
“I ****! I’m sorry.
I’m:
12
So, my father and I got off this island.
Before leaving the island, I blew up the lab to prevent the unknown monster from coming out.
The experiment disappeared in just 10 days, and the father was wounded and returned to work at the Institute.
And I went to a psychiatric clinic and became a psychiatrist.
In the meantime, his father occasionally asks me if I’ve met anything on the island in those 10 days.
I’ve responded to his normal and normal.
I always felt like he was hiding something from me, so I didn’t want to tell him about the octopus.
As I understand his “scientific spirit” of madness, I fear he will do something crazy.
But what I didn’t realize was that I would see that octopus again when I was about to forget everything about the island a year later.
Or in human form.
13
When I came to my psychiatric clinic and my hands were wrapped in my waist in white, I was all idle.
Shit! I met a non-human monster!
But…
It’s interesting…
After a brief shock, it was replaced by an unstoppable increase in adrenaline.
I want to cut down an octopus toucher…
I’d like to taste the octopus that makes me human.
Sister, I told you to wait for me. Why didn’t you say anything? I’m sorry.
And it brought me into my arms, and looked down upon me, and the red lips were dazzled, and looked down upon me.
My eyes are looking at his fine, smooth collarbone and feeling the temperature of his body, but my heart is reminded of the soft, white octopus.
Thinking of the little guy who gently reached out with his hand and gently put it on my wrist, rubbing at me like a sweet love brain.
It’s beautiful, but it’s cute.
I was thinking quietly.
And all of a sudden, he smiled, and two sharp tiger teeth came out:
“If my sister is so incompetent, I’ll have to go along with her. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
14
I was kidnapped.
It’s just that I didn’t think that words were not just ordinary grasshoppers.
He’s still a noble octopus with a strong family background!
And when he drove me to a large estate like Fantasy Babi City, saying that he had taken me to his parents, I felt only as light as I was living in strange dreams.
Especially when I’m introduced to a couple of old people who say that I’m the female of his life.
Instead, a mysterious smile appeared to me.
They looked me up and down and looked at me and noded.
“Yes, yes! I’m finally home!
“There’s finally been a fall in the life-long event!” I’m sorry.
A smile like an old ass to rot.
♪ I’m sorry ♪
No, they don’t think it’s weird that an octopus is marrying a human?
But not only are the elders not so aware, not even young ones.
A handsome man came up with a smile and was about to take my hand and say a few words.
The sound of bang was opened with a big toucher.
Squeeze his tentacles and look at him faceless.
Brother, stay away from her. I’m sorry.
The man shrugged his shoulder, took his hand back and then squeezed my eyes:
“O sister and sister, when the baby is born, bring it back for us.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
A grown man giving birth?
Just ask what’s wrong?
It’s crazy!
15
But it’s far more ridiculous than ever.
With my elders, I held an inexplicable ceremony that symbolized our formal partnership.
I’m actually watching a bunch of white octopus with a bunch of humans jumping around a fire jar, and it’s funny.
How could it be a wedding?
It’s really something to say about a celebrity.
I couldn’t sleep, I looked at the middle of the night, and it was only in the middle of the night that I saw the word, and it was written in two words: “Illegible!”
“No, a dance or marriage? I can’t believe it.
“Yeah. “I’m so happy that I can’t wait to marry my sister.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
“I will be good to my sister in order to live up to her heart.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
I said it was a misunderstanding. Can you still do it?
After seeing the elders’ marriage, they brutally rejected the eagerness of the elders to pull their right and right, grinding their mouths and leaving him for dinner, and took me to a single villa.
The young men of high choice rounded me up and put me on the couch as light as they could with precious treasures.
What do you want for dinner? “It’s like I’m looking at people’s hearts and minds.”
I saw the white hand he gave me the chopsticks, and I just felt like today’s whole thing could never go any further.
Out of mouth:
“Blasted octopus, red octopus, spicy little octopus, um I kind of wanted octopus. I’m sorry.
Actually, I was trying to make it hard for him.
“Well, make arrangements for your sister.” I’m sorry.
I: ?
I eat his own people and he says yes!
But I didn’t think words would really set a table for me that night.
Fry octopus, red octopus, spicy octopus, cranberry octopus, octopus leg, octopus octopus.
I was so shocked to see a table full of octopus.
Pick up a pair of chopsticks and smile and hand it to me:
“Sister, eat.”
I’m:
…out of context.
16
Well, as they say, there’s no such thing as the most ridiculous.
When I was tied up, We thought there would be a particularly severe punishment like a storm.
As a result, everything was calm.
He must hold me in his arms and hold me in his sleep every night.
I’ll do whatever I want to eat, as long as I stay with him.
Unlike a regular person, I don’t feel too bad.
Life, you have to experience different experiences. What about these serious experiences?
I don’t know. I’m happy to experience it anyway.
When I’ve had enough, I’ll find a way out.
But I’m not willing to experience anything.
One night I watched a soap opera with my legs on my couch.
“Sister, I’m 20 years old, let’s have a baby. I’m sorry.
Let me give you a baby? Nice thinking.
I cruelly refused: “Men can marry and have children only at the age of 22. I’m sorry.
“I am not human.” I’m sorry.
I say it very clearly: “Not human beings live in human society as well, but they must observe social rules and observe the law. I’m sorry.
“But we sea demons, 17 years old, can take their children back to the sea at 20 years old. I’m sorry.
“…”
Is that the legend of different species and different channels?
17
“…but you’re about to give birth to yourself and I’m not. I’m sorry.
I chewed chips and gave him away.
“Well, as long as my sister works with me, I’ll have my own baby. The blogger says:
“Hmm. I lost a chip in my mouth.
Yeah.
Huh?
Wait!
“You can give birth? How can you give birth? “I almost lost the chips I just bit.”
“We sea demons are the same as sea horses and we are all born of males.” I’m sorry.
Big brother, I’m interested in you talking about this.
Let non-human males have children… how can you say that this isn’t a star and a half?
To be honest, I’m a little curious what this guy and I can produce.
After all, I’m human, he’s an unknown species of octopus. Are there really no reproductive isolation between species?
“Are you sure we can have a baby? I’m sorry.
I’m not a star and a half wondering what he wanted to do with me, and then deliberately seduced me?
This guy’s kind of smart.
“We are ancient sea demons, not ordinary sea creatures, and we can change the human form, because we are a community that has always been associated with humans to breed. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I forgot to eat the chips, “Are you sure humans will accept you?” I’m sorry.
“Some human beings will accept us.” I’m sorry.
“…”
Isn’t that what I’m talking about?
Words are born with pink bubbles, thin lips are red, wet eyes seem harmless and pure.
It’s so beautiful, I’m so moved.
The words are laced with lips, lashes, white and beautiful youths flying two red clouds:
“So, did sister say yes?”
I don’t think I’d be able to take it if it was for normal people.
I’ve known myself since I was a kid.
I pushed my words down the wall, climbed his neck and laughed:
“Okay…”
18
But I’m not a normal person, and I’m a physical person.
No wonder it’s evil to say it’s evil to touch a hand, even if it looks like it’s pure and pure…
The next day at noon, I sat on my bed and was almost depressed.
I was trying to turn back to those who started the reprimand, but I found myself clearly more tired than I.
The long eyelashes are low, half-eyed, a tired look.
No, you’re not human!
Aren’t non-humans like that?
That’s too useless.
I was so surprised that I asked so quickly that I didn’t care that it might hurt the self-esteem of men.
“Sister, I am pregnant. I’m sorry.
Words are twisting the good-looking eyebrows, and they look so frustrating.
“You’re kidding me. One night, you’re going to grow fast in bed. Which species can have your pregnancy? I’m sorry.
Tragedy, marriage, farce, birth, comedy.
We both look like we’re in a fucking drama.
But the answer is true: “In my current research, we are only sea demons. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say in a moment.
19
When she became pregnant, she submitted an application for leave to the Institute.
A big man also takes maternity leave.
Most of all, it’s passed.
How did the guys at the Institute say yes?
“My brother is the chief.” I’m sorry.
I see. It’s the back door.
Even non-humans know the easy way to the back door.
Good thing it’s crazy. After a week, words are finally born.
It’s just that I look stupid when the fortune-maker comes to me with a giant water basin.
It’s not a bunch of white and white octopus balls that made me look stupid, it’s the number of octopus balls.
The little octopus squeezed in a big bowl with their eyes closed.
One, two, three, four, five… eighteen!
That’s a good boy.
I suddenly realized a serious question.
If it’s all octopus, how many suites and savings do we have?
“Sister, I’m tired. I’m sorry.
Upon the birth of a child, words become softer than they can take care of themselves.
He leaned on his face white, with a long eyelashes, and the air swirled.
“Sister, I am sorely in pain.” And the eyes of the peachy are filled with tears.
Help…
I know why.
Even if it’s a non-human male, look at him like this, he’s afraid that steel can be turned around.
20
On the day afterward, my position and that of the voice turned upside down.
After all, a great beauty gave you so many children.
After giving birth, he was helpless and had to be treated well.
I gave him a bowl of hen soup to feed him to the bed.
“It’s so nice to have your eyes lifted, and it’s so good to see you.” I’m sorry.
When I heard the word “sister,” I turned around and looked at the octopus that wasn’t open in the water basin, and it was kind of weird.
Even if he wasn’t human, I had the slightest sense of bullying.
Seeing me like that, guess what I was thinking.
“I love you, wife. I’m sorry.
I’m:
When I finished my chicken soup, I was confused about one thing.
“We… why didn’t I see your parents on the wedding day? I’m sorry.
“My mother died and my father left.” I’m sorry.
“Away? “Is that what I thought I was leaving?” I’m sorry.
“We all know that one person is absolutely loyal and loving to his partner, and that there is only one partner in life.”
“If one side leaves, the other side can easily bear it…”
I see. Love lasts forever.
So I’m having a big time?
When I looked at the eyes of a dog like the words of death, I began to ask, “How did your mother die?” I’m sorry.
“She was mentally depressed for months before she died and went to the hospital for a check-up, resulting in cancer.
“When she learned of the bad news, the mother immediately said she had to go home and look after her parents. By the way, two kids, one for me and the other for my brother. I’m sorry.
It’s like, it’s like, you know, it’s like, you know, it’s like, you know, it’s like, it’s like, it’s like, you know, it’s like, you know, it’s like, it’s like, it’s like, it’s like, it’s kind of, you know, it’s like, it’s kind of, it’s kind of, it’s kind of kind of, it’s kind of, it’s kind of kind of kind of, and it’s kind of kind of, you know, and it’s kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of, and it’s kind of kind of kind of kind of, you know, like, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, it’s kind of sort of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of kind of thing, like, but, you, you, you, you know, you, you know, you, you, you, you know, you, you, you, you,
“It’s just an episode in the middle. I’m sorry.
Huh?
“The San took a bath in the village’s river and came back to tell us that he was seen by a roadman. I’m sorry.
And I said, “Did the passer-by expose you?” Do you know your family again? I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
And I noded: “It was feared, and it was feared that the demons would come to the door for revenge. I’m sorry.
I hope so. “Although this episode has happened, it’s good to be all right.”
“Just three months after our mother died, we were 14 years old, and we could eat in the sea, and the father left. I’m sorry.
“The third brother came to shore at the age of 16 and never came back after New Year.” I’m sorry.
…it is estimated that this has already happened.
At this point, I hate my own stupidity and I don’t know what to say.
The only way to comfort is to shoot his back:
I’m sorry.
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The white octopus grow bigger every day.
But the speed at which they grew, apparently not on one channel with their father.
A month later, the first octopus opened its big eyes.
I was surprised to think that it was my own child, and I poked it in his soft little face: “Come on, call me Mom.” I’m sorry.
And the little one tweaked his mouth, and two white hands grabbed one of my fingers and softly shouted, “Mima.”
What?
Is that how it feels to be a mother?
So soft!
What a little one!
So cute!
I’m surprised this little guy is amazingly smart.
He took a look at me and found out I was happy and put up all eight hands.
And blinked and softly said, “Mima.”
Next, another octopus opened its eyes.
It took a good look at the surroundings and immediately looked at me.
Look at the boss who pulled my hand.
Two hands to kick the boss!
And then he came up like a baby, and he blinked with a glitch and a big eye.
“…”
I’m staring.
No. This little thing was just born to win?
Why do you look like a big octopus?
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But the boss isn’t a bad guy.
Swimming up here at a speed, with a foot on the dick.
In a little while, the two little ones beat each other up.
When the third little fellow opened his eyes, he held my fingers unstoppably and held me with sweet and sweet arms.
After all, he’s a big brother and a big brother, and he’s a small mouth.
I think if it understood a few more words, it would probably say:
“Huh, two idiots. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’m having fun with the round white octopus, and the door just opened.
I thought I’d come back for milk.
“Yes, there are three little ones open… Dad? I’m sorry.
I just looked back and saw a face that could never have appeared here.
My father.
The head of a chump.
How did he get here at this time?
His eyes were staring at the little ones lying on my hands, and his hands were shaking.
I know him. That’s how excited he is.
This state of affairs has often been the sole result of a major breakthrough in his experiment, or of some remarkable development.
I watched in front of a bowl of octopus: “Dad, why are you here? I’m sorry.
By the way, I was tied up here without my phone being confiscated, but I did not call my father.
One is that he finds out about it, and the other is that he only cares about his experiments.
I don’t care if I have a daughter.
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“Ha ha ha ha, daughter, my good girl! My treasure! Father came to me laughing, “Give me that octopus and follow me home.” I’m sorry.
I said no, “Dad, leave them alone. I’m sorry.
“Leave them alone?” The father laughed, “You don’t really think these bastards are your children.” I’m sorry.
I’m sick of hearing “bitch.”
“How did you know I was here? I’m sorry.
While I’m stalling, I wonder how to escape from my father’s hands with the octopus.
After all, he had a gun in his hand.
I totally believe he could shoot me for his own experiment.
“Of course you have a locator in your phone. “Father step by step, my heart is a little tight.
“What do you think I brought you to the island for? I went to the island to make my big baby, and you, of course, I tried to take a chance to catch a male octopus. I’m sorry.
“…”
Although it was known that my father would not take me to the island for no reason, there were also the worst speculations.
But now that I have learned the truth, I am disappointed in him.
Sorry, I suddenly found the point:
“But how do you know this species exists? I’m sorry.
Father’s got a tight gun in his hand:
“Three years ago, I caught one. I’m sorry.
So that’s when the three brothers fell into his hands?
“What happened to the octopus? I’m sorry.
Father laughed and raised his gun at me:
“My little girl. Are you stalling?”
I’m:
The father laughed, “It’s okay to delay, and when the big one comes back, it’ll be over.” I’m sorry.
“What happened to the octopus?” I’m sorry.
My father’s a pain and a grudge:
“That guy is so proud! Eat or drink and starve yourself. You almost blew me out! I’m sorry.
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I’m just looking forward to it being said and never coming back.
His body had not recovered since the birth of the child, and he was weak and even bought milk powder by the driver in a wheelchair.
Needless to say, he couldn’t beat his father with a high-tech weapon.
But the more you think about what doesn’t happen, the more easily it happens.
And the door will sound,
The speech came back.
But what I thought was held hostage by the father did not happen, but when he came in, he fell down.
A white touchy hand came out of the mouth of the mouth and drew on his father in a manner that was too swift to cover his ears, and by the way drew off his gun.
Father struggled and immediately went to pick up the gun.
It’s a cold smile, and the beautiful face is like hell.
He pulled his hand, which he picked up the gun, and kicked the pistol into the walls of the villa without an expression.
I’m curiously stretching my neck and looking…
Steel-made guns are broken.
Even the bullets came out of a hole in the hole.
Pumping, showing how violent it was.
“…”
We looked forward to the speech, and we saw that he had fastened his father, and he fell on the ground in coldness.
But…
Where’s the weak willows who are slowly recovering from pregnancy?
When he was tied up, he looked up and looked at me.
The air has a moment of silence.
And the moment of his face was broken in pieces and the panic in his eyes passed.
“Well, my wife, listen to me.”
“Well, let me hear how you talk.” I’m sorry.
“…”
That’s a good one.
Well, I kind of know who those little guys are.
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After a shock, my father was taken to the police station.
He was accused of trespassing with a broken gun.
His father was incontrovertible, saying that he was not a human being and that he could drill out his tentacles and that he was a monster who was not human.
As expected, he only came to the police station to see the psychotic look.
How can a normal person believe that there are human beings in this world if it is not for his own eyes?
Unfortunately, the procedure came down and the father was imprisoned.
As for his release…
It’s not so hard for me to complete an extremely dangerous psychiatric diagnosis.
For the rest of his life, he’ll have a good home.
And my love with his father and his daughter went away when he pointed his gun at me and took away my children.
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And when the dust was settled, We returned to our home, safe and sound.
As soon as I got home, I let my words fall on my knees.
“Just pretend, keep pretending, why don’t you pretend? I’m sorry.
I was staring at this man in disguise with his legs in my arms.
The lips of the lips and the words of a sister of the forest are stale.
Just when I thought he’d make up some kind of excuse:
“Honey, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “I’m not your wife, we haven’t got a marriage license.” I’m sorry.
You fool, I won’t die.
“But we’ve held a ceremony…”
“It’s a wedding ceremony for your sea demons, not for our human society. I’m sorry.
“But we have all our children…”
I bit my teeth and I took it out, and I said, “You’re the one who gave birth to the baby, and you’re the one who looks like it. I’m sorry.
Shit…
Isn’t that too heavy?
I haven’t had a chance to make it right yet, but I’ve had enough of it.
I’m:
The look of tears in the eyes of a man born to flirt with people, who sees what is lost.
No wonder men like white Lotus like green tea, but women do.
This pitiful look is heartbreaking.
“When you’re 22 years old, let’s go to the Civil Administration and get a new marriage license.” I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard that, my tears stopped.
Smiling like a fool.
My heart beats. What happened?
How could I have mentioned I was going to testify with him?
So, when did I begin to subconsciously acknowledge that I’m a partner?
I don’t understand.
Forget it, I don’t want to.
It’s not a bad decision to talk about living.
But now that words and my marriage are accepted in human society, how can it be possible to leave out the children?
I asked, “When will the child be registered?” I’m sorry.
This sly guy has left the slab for some time and he’s holding me in his arms:
“Don’t worry, those guys don’t look until they’re seven or eight, and they want to stay on shore, and then they’ll have another account.
“If you want to go back to the sea, you don’t have to bother. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I have a question:
“So did you want to stay on shore or in the sea?” I’m sorry.
“The sea.” I’m sorry.
“So what are you now…” And I picked the frown, and I said, “So I landed?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“In order to give you a decent husband to work,” he smiled like a dog. I’m sorry.
It seems that something came to mind, and it wrinkled: “I asked my wife to wait for me, but you left without saying anything.” I’m sorry.
♪ I’m sorry ♪
“Fuck! So that dream was real? I was surprised.
I remember that in that dream I did what I said, and I promised him I’d wait for his answer, and I did give him a pigeon.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“Are you the octopus I’m going to cook? I’m sorry.
It’s a nod.
“So you sent that bag of crabs? I’m sorry.
“Yes, it was always me. I’m sorry.
“How did you get out of the tank? I’m covered! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“We’re mollusks, even if we’re covered with stones, we can sneak out like water with a little crack. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Forget it, this guy’s not a human being. He can’t be analysed with human thinking.
“Honey, will you stay with me? I’m sorry.
I’m just talking.
His eyes moved softly, biting on his lips, and his eyes were full of anxiety.
I’ve thought about it. It’s kind of nice and cozy.
The husband’s handsome and generous, and, more importantly, he’s capable.
And there’s 18 little octopus kids… uh, more than a little, but cute, naughty.
I have no reason to refuse life now.
“I think it will. I’m sorry.
And as soon as I said it, it was sweet and sweet:
“Honey, I love you.”
I don’t know if I love him now.
But it is inevitable that there will be love.
After all, who can refuse such a nice, loving husband?
(concluded text)
In addition:
According to the customs of our sea demons, the sea demons begin to rise to the shore at the age of 14, looking for the female of their heart, because the people think that…
Love first has to be strong.
♪ I can’t ♪
I just find it ridiculous.
And why is it not better to get married and have children and bring up children?
Fourteen-year-olds of their own came to the shore, and I was only 18 years old when I slowly traveled to the land.
The reason for disembarkation is, in addition to the fact that the elders of the clan were chased and forced to talk about marriage during the New Year’s reunion, most importantly, I smell strange breaths.
When I wandered on that man’s scarce island, I found that a male adult was always carrying a scent that was not sea or land.
I narrowed my body up on his back and followed him to his lab.
Then I found food in heaven.
When the man leaves, I’m ready for a big meal.
But before I eat, I have to break those cameras.
I was held hostage by my brother for some time, and I knew it was a human monitor.
After all, I began to patrol these monsters.
This green, ugly guy can talk?
Well, that’s interesting.
Then shoot dead, eat.
This guy’s three meters tall?
Spicy eyes, eat.
I’m looking at the lizard with his teeth and claws on the corner. Why is he always so loud?
A little annoying.
I can’t see, I can eat.
I don’t know.
After eating and drinking, the door was opened again, and I saw an alien.
Two eyes, one mouth, one nose, one eye.
It’s a human girl.
Although she looks as peaceful as all humans, her breath I love.
Wild air, wanton, free and mad.
It’s my favorite kind of breath.
My heart beats in an instant, and my tentacles start to grow.
This feeling is new and strange, and it makes me want to have her all in one moment.
She’s your future partner.
I heard such a voice from deep inside.
Then I found out she had a strange interest in the monsters here.
I’m not sure if there are any species in the land that we can partner with humans.
In order to prevent her from looking at any of them, I will suffocate their potential for love.
So the easiest way to do that is to eat all those monsters, one by one.
After all, there are rules in the community that all the living things in the world, except for human beings, are food that we do not eat.
I have always been cruel and swift in dealing with threatened food.
Three thousand ugly guys. I swallowed them for ten days.
The tenth day she noticed me.
She looked so cute and arrogant, with her head turned upside down, her eyes dark, her long eyelashes, her uninvolved eyes, and she looked like a proud goddess.
The more I wanted to treasure her.
I didn’t believe it before, but now I find out that love at first sight really happened to me.
When she touched my head, my heart almost jumped out.
I’m so excited I can’t help it.
When she reached out, I actually tried to get her back in shape and take her away.
But I restrained.
I know a tough melon won’t be sweet.
It’s always true that you can impress people.
I don’t know if she’ll love me in the future, but I’d like to warm her thousands of times with a heart and for the rest of my life.
Besides, I’m confident that she’ll never find a better partner than I did for her.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
