35-Arc-2-The Secret of time

Shen Fengyue thought that Siren wouldn't listen to him, so he quickly made the fish soup and walked to the dining room. But when he entered, he saw that Siren listened to him and hadn't moved. He was sitting on the chair and staring at the plate in his hands like a beast who couldn't wait to pounce on it the next moment. But he was just sitting there, motionlessly.

"Gurulu?" Seeing Shen Fengyue coming over, he tilted his head with questions in his eyes.

Shen Fengyue put the fish soup on the table and sat opposite to him. Because of Siren's sincere behavior, his attitude changed and became gentle.

"Let's eat." After placing two bowls of rice on the table, he pushed one of the bowls in front of Siren with a pair of chopsticks beside his bowl. Shen Fengyue raised his chin, beckoning him to eat quickly.

The chopsticks were made by Shen Fengyue himself.

People here were accustomed to using knives and forks. Shen Fengyue tried to use them too but after a few days, he couldn't stand it. So one day after fishing, he quietly went to find a piece of wood, sat on the bedside, and shaped it with a knife.

His hard work paid off, and the wood had been carved into wooden chopsticks.

Siren stared at the two slender wooden sticks with curiosity for a while, and squinted at Shen Fengyue. He saw that he was sandwiching the two slender wooden sticks with four fingers on one hand.

He picked up the two wooden chopsticks in a learning manner, trying to pinch them like Shen Fengyue, only to be unable to. Inadvertently, the wooden chopsticks slipped from his fingers and fell on the table with a clatter.

Siren was so angry that he started blowing air. His upper and lower lips bounced, puffing, puffing, and puffing.

He blew for a while and found that Shen Fengyue hadn't even paid attention to his actions, so he decided to be patient and match his movements again.

Shen Fengyue's fingers were long and slender, with neatly trimmed nails that were inlaid in an arc, revealing a faint pink color. Because of years of exposure to the sun, they were no longer white, but a healthy wheat color and his blue veins could be seen faintly at the joints.

The wooden chopsticks were as obedient as a coquettish pet in his hand. The four fingers flexibly used them to pick up a piece of meat, moving it up and placing it upon the lips. The owner of the lips opened his mouth and swallowed the piece of meat.

Teeth chew food continuously, and the two lips also changed shape from the owner's chewing, from left to right, top to bottom, in a harmonious rhythm. Oil was smeared on the lips creating an alluring shine.The owner brushed his lips with his red tongue, licking off the excess oil.

The owner puffed his mouth and sighed.

Siren was left intently staring at this scene. He couldn't help swallowing.

Gulp.

The house was really quiet, so the sound was extremely loud, and the air started to become permeated with awkwardness.

Shen Fengyue couldn't ignore it anymore, "Hurry up!"

Siren retracted his gaze, then turned to the wooden chopsticks in front of him. After several unsuccessful attempts, he flicked his hand and swept the wooden chopsticks to the ground.

The movement on the other side was too loud, attracting Shen Fengyue's attention again, and he raised his eyes to look. The ugly thing held his hands on his chest, sitting straight and upright, blowing his nose and staring at him.

Oh, is he angry? Is he showing temper?

Shen Fengyue put down the dishes in his hand and copied his actions, playing the game of 'you stare at me and I stare at you'.

Suddenly, Siren moved! He carefully stretched out a hand and while looking at Shen Fengyue, he slowly approached the plate of meat. As soon as the little dirty hand moved closer and closer, it was about to touch the piece of meat on the edge of the plate.

Shen Fengyue had already reacted extremely quickly, picking up his chopstick to hit the restless little dirty hand.

Siren's action eventually resulted in a painful beating with chopsticks.

The pain in his hand made him retract. It didn't hurt severely, presumably, the other party didn't really want to punish him too harshly, but it wasn't light either. It had merely served as a warning.

"Gurulu?"

"Ugh, what do you want to do?" Shen Fengyue saw that hitting him with chopsticks had an effect, so he put them down. He looked up and saw Siren staring at him with bated eyes as if he was angry.

Siren's eyes turned sharply, glancing over the food on the table and the meat until finally falling on Shen Fengyue's face.

Shen Fengyue was exasperated by him. "Come here, I'll teach you."

Siren didn't seem to understand and didn't move.

"Oops, come here!" Shen Fengyue picked up his chair and placed it next to him. Then moved his bowl and chopsticks over, along with the dishes so that both of them could pick them up easily.

"Let's go wash your hands first." After saying this, he took Siren by the wrist, pulling him to the sink. While scooping some water with a ladle, he looked at Siren and asked, "Do you know how to wash your hands?"

"Gurulu."

"Well, I know you don't, I'll teach you." Shen Fengyue put down the ladle to the side, freeing his hands, "Observe."

He shook his hands and rubbed both hands together in an up and down motion. He rubbed the back of his left hand with his right hand, and then rubbed the back of his right hand with his left hand. Shen Fengyue had great patience. After doing this simple action for five minutes and after ensuring that the other party could fully understand it, he pointed to the water ladle again.

"Are you ready?"

The Siren learned his movements, shaking his hands first, and then began to rub each of them together. Seeing this, Shen Fengyue picked up the water ladle, placing it on the top of his hands, then tilted it slightly, the water rushed through Siren's hands from top to bottom.

The teacher had taught what needed to be taught, and everything was ready, but he did not expect the person to make a foul.

As soon as the water touched Siren's hand, he jumped as if he had been electrocuted. His conditioned reflex was to hit the water ladle, and his body moved, flashing a few steps back to stop.

Shen Fengyue looked at the empty water ladle and the puddle of water sprinkled on the ground. His face became full of black lines and his patience ran out. He aggressively put the ladle aside and rushed towards Siren across the water stain on the floor.

Siren stood still and watched Shen Fengyue rush over to catch him to force him to wash his hands by the sink.

The hands of the two were clasped together, Siren gently squeezed Shen Fengyue's hand faintly, and then looked at Shen Fengyue with the afterglow. After finding that the other party hadn't noticed, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Shen Fengyue firmly grasped Siren's hand with one hand and used the other hand to get the ladle, quickly pouring a scoop of water over his hands. Siren tried to struggle out of his hold but was suppressed, and when he found that he couldn't break free, he honestly washed his hands.

As his hands rubbed each other, and after the water stream rinsed off the dirt, his hands became smooth and clean.

Shen Fengyue took the small towel on the shelf, wrapped Siren's hands, and dried them for him. When he felt they were almost done drying, he put the towel back in place and pulled him along by his clothes, back to the table together.

"Look at this, pick up the chopsticks like this first." Shen Fengyue picked up the chopsticks and placed them horizontally on his palms, holding them between his index finger and thumb.

Siren also tried to copy mechanically.

"Hold it still." Then he moved his finger, "Pinch this one with these three fingers, and put this finger against the other chopstick."

Fingers were pressed hard, as the two chopsticks collided between his fingers, and a crisp sound came out with the movement of the chopsticks.

Siren stared at him.

"What are you looking at me for, Am I teaching you how to use chopsticks with my face?"

Siren immediately lowered his head, and suddenly as if his IQ surged up like some god has shown his mercy. Although he wasn't very proficient yet, he still, surprisingly, did 70-80% of the same movements.

"Now look at how I pick up the food." Shen Fengyue felt that this child could still be taught, and continued to teach him.

Shen Fengyue firmly clamped a piece of fish meat and lifted it to his mouth, raising an eyebrow to beckon him to do the same.

Siren waved his chopsticks and snapped. The chopsticks trembled as they clamped a piece of meat Siren couldn't wait to eat. Then, when he was about to lift it towards his mouth, his fingers moved slightly, and the chopsticks immediately became unstable. The meat was about to fall to the table and when Shen Fengyue saw this, he quickly clamped his chopsticks on it. Two pairs of chopsticks met together and froze.

"Damn, this meat is precious! How dare you drop it!" Shen Fengyue sighed.

System, "Yeah! Fortunately, you have great reflexes."

"Clamp firmly." Shen Fengyue said while putting back the piece of meat, Siren let him move as it successfully arrived in his bowl.

"You, try again."

Siren obediently clamped the food between his chopsticks again, but this time with a very high sense of understanding and succeeded.

Shen Fengyue saw that he had learned how to use them and felt that his job here was done, so he ignored him and continued to pick up rice and eat his food.

As he was eating, a pair of chopsticks with two pieces of meat sandwiched between them came into his line of sight, and the owner of the chopsticks put the meat into his bowl.

Shen Fengyue looked up and found that Siren's bowl of rice was void of meat. Siren was letting him eat all the meat. As soon as the action of clamping the rice with the chopsticks was complete, the picked-up rice grains were put down in the bowl by Shen Fengyue.

"Thank you." Under the opponent's sight, he ate the meat the other party delivered.

Siren laughed immediately. The corners of his mouth split apart, and his fangs that were hidden during the period, looked ugly and dangerous, but perhaps because he was smiling from the bottom of his heart, he didn't look so ugly anymore.

Shen Fengyue also gave him a piece of meat, with a kind smile on his face.

Two people did you pick the food for me, I pick the food for you, and the atmosphere became harmonious and relaxed for a while.

At this time an accident happened.

After all, the wooden chopsticks were hand-cut by Shen Fengyue himself, and he was not professional. They were roughly shaped, the edges and corners were a bit sharp.

So, by carelessness, Shen Fengyue put the chopsticks into his mouth too quickly, and the corners of his mouth were suddenly scarred by the sharp corners.

A little bit of blood oozed out and hung on the lips, and the bloody wound on the corner of his mouth looked very obvious.

"Hiss." Shen Fengyue has always had a slow response. After the wound was formed and the blood was oozing out, only then did he realize that he was scratched.

He put down the chopsticks and gently stroked the wound with his fingers. Just touching the blood and the cut flesh inside, he let out a cry in pain.

The next moment, his face was held by a person's hands, and the man pulled forward to pull him closer to his arms but was interjected by Shen Fengyue's hands in time, creating a certain distance.

An enlarged face leaned in front of him. The three slits in his throat were closing hurriedly, and his eyes were very open and full of anxiety.

He whirred hot air from the tip of his nose, and there was a low, muffled sound in his throat.

Ugly fish was caring about him——Shen Fengyue thought this in his heart.

However, it hasn't been ten seconds since he felt moved, and the change happened.

Siren was holding his face and staring straight at the wound, staring at him, his eyes were not quite right. First, they suddenly shrank into a small black dot, and then the small black dot spread into a normal eyeball size, then the eyeball began to rotate. The left eye was counterclockwise, and the right eye was clockwise.

His nose moved slightly, his mouth grinned quietly, and a tongue stretched out.

Shen Fengyue was frightened, and couldn't help but lean back, but found that he was firmly held in place by those hands, unable to move a bit.

The tip of his tongue split into two, like a snake, sharp and thin, seemingly soft but strong.

It came towards the wound.

Shen Fengyue closed his eyes in fear, and his mind began to wander.

The merman will come to hunt when it smells of blood. This ugly thing must be simulated and want to eat him! I must have thought of it!

The cold touch came, and the tongue licked the wound, took away a part of the blood, rolled back into the mouth, and struck again, repeating this action three times.

The wound miraculously stopped bleeding and healed quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bleeding was no longer there, and the new flesh grew well, as smooth as new, with no marks.

Siren looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and let go of Shen Fengyue.

Shen Fengyue didn't know about these changes. When he found he could move, he immediately jumped up and retreated backward. After maintaining some distance from siren, he raised his hand and wiped his mouth severely.

Siren was still sitting and waiting for the compliment. He couldn't sit still after seeing that his expression was wrong. He turned towards the window when Shen Fengyue launched the attack. Before leaving, he looked back at him, full of disappointment.

"Gurulu."

Shen Fengyue held the table in his hands and looked bitterly at the wide-open window.

"What does he mean?"

"He probably…" The system hesitated, "was trying to heal you?"

"Huh?" Shen Fengyue touched the wound subconsciously and found that it had healed unexpectedly.

"Did I wrong him?"

System, "Yeah."

Shen Fengyue was lost in thought.