Little Goldfish has a deep affection for the old Mrs. Wei. When she opened the diary, she saw the handwriting of "Zian", and her eyes slowly turned red.

"Are these... all about me?" She asked softly.

Wei Yiran nodded and pointed to her: "This is the date, this is your name... You see, this is the first time you have met, he heard about the angel fish, he traveled thousands of miles to find you, and traveled a long distance , encountered poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in the mountains, almost fell off the cliff several times, and finally found you in a deep pool in a mountain stream..."

There were faint tears in the little goldfish's eyes, but the corners of his mouth were smiling: "It's hard...it's like a fairy tale."

Wei Yiran also smiled, "That's right, the prince climbed mountains and waded through rivers, went through hardships and obstacles, and finally rescued the beautiful princess from the evil dragon."

Turning over a page, he pointed to the diary and said: "Look, it says here that there are two boa constrictors wandering outside the mountain stream. The members of the expedition team were attacked. Fortunately, the weapons and equipment they brought were complete and the rescue was timely."

"Those two snakes are scary." The little goldfish wiped away tears, and complained together with him, "They always want to eat me, so I don't dare to come out to bask in the sun, I can only hide in the mud at the bottom of the water, it's really annoying. "

Wei Yiran recalled her situation at that time, felt that the world was wonderful, and also felt lucky that she was safe and sound.

"What else is written next?" She asked again.

"Later..." Wei Yiran came back to his senses, and turned a few pages later, "I will write about how to bring you home... He was worried that you would not adapt to the water quality outside, so the expedition team pretended to be from the pool where you lived. Many water roads, because the load is too large, everyone has to leave expensive equipment and equipment, and even some necessary living supplies. In order to take you out of the mountain, he and the expedition team have suffered a lot. "

The little goldfish was very moved when he heard this, and the expression on his face softened unknowingly.

Wei Yiran read slowly: "...After returning home, I mixed half a cup of lake water into the fish tank every day to help it adapt to the water quality. I didn't dare to put it in the garden until the water quality in the fish tank was almost the same as that of the nearby lake water. In a pond full of lake water...

It is very shy and does not appear easily. I often walk around to see if it has adapted to the new home... I found that it prefers white orchids. The branches of the white orchid tree extend above the water. It likes to hide underneath, like a lady's white silk parasol..."

Wei Yiran turned over page after page, slowly reading out bits and pieces of the diary.

"I have never seen such a petite and lovely fish. It is very smart. After being familiar with my footsteps, as soon as it hears me coming, it will surface and spit out a series of bubbles, like a silent welcome... ...I go to see it when I have nothing to do, it is so carefree, when I see it, I forget all my worries..."

The little goldfish was fascinated.

Wei Yiran's voice became lower and lower.

In fact, there is no old love in the past, but he took advantage of the topic, added a little imagination, a little beautification, and a little bit of his own true feelings and real feelings.

At the end of the reading, Wei Yiran himself was in a daze, not knowing whether this big lie was deceiving her or him?

"Why don't you read it?" Little Goldfish was still thinking, and turned the last page for him, "Here? What is written?"

Wei Yiran looked at the words on the paper, in a trance, "What is written here is..."

He fell silent.

The little goldfish was puzzled and fixedly looked at him.

"It's written..." Wei Yiran paused for a moment, and then read, "Recently, my health has been deteriorating, and I haven't been to the pond for a few days. I don't know if it will miss me... If I can't get sick, and my children and grandchildren are weak, I don't know. Who can take care of it for me... I have done nothing in this life, and the only thing I can be proud of is this angelfish, she is my... most precious treasure."

The little goldfish closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like