As the story continued.
The little mermaid in his mind turned into Huang Que.
The story went on.
Slower and slower, heavier and heavier.
Finally, he finished.
The little mermaid turned into bubbles, floated up to the sky, spoke to the daughter of the heavens, gained mortal love, embraced an immortal soul, and ascended to a more beautiful, higher paradise.
A long silence followed.
Lin Xian and CC, neither of them said a word.
But Lin Xian knew she wasn't asleep.
Gradually, CC let out a long sigh, her tone somewhat fatigued:
"The stories of princes and princesses, no matter how many years you tell them, they're always the same."
"[It's either a happily-ever-after wedding, or the regret of life and death separation, as if there's no such thing as a plain and simple middle ground.]"
Lin Xian raised his head:
"Because they are princes and princesses, they are destined to be special, destined not to be ordinary."
CC chuckled softly and closed her eyes:
