Seeing that the distance between them was quite appropriate, Philip took out a notebook. With a pen, he drew waves and a few figures that seemed like merpeople on it.

The mermaid became excited, but the boy did not react much.

Was the boy not a merman?

Philip slid his pen and notebook across the floor.

The boy picked them up and started to draw as Philip did. His drawing was quite sloppy, but Philip could still see a few key things, such as the symbol for highly toxic chemicals and a few words that were vague but still legible, which spelled Sammy.

Philip called out tentatively, “Sammy?”

The boy looked up at Philip, his tears uncontrollable. The message contained in those eyes included pain, loneliness, indignity, and deep homesickness.

Philip had some idea now. This boy probably became like this after being exposed to toxic substances. As for knowing the merpeople’s language, he was probably taken in by the merfolk.

and he could only write his name, so he had probably lived with the merfolk for more than ten years. He was a

open to the boy. He wanted to see if this most primitive method would

at the mermaid and hesitated for a moment. The mermaid kept

for him. Philip patted him on

workers came in to clean up and feed the fish. One of them saw Philip and the two creatures and quickly reported this matter to

skinny man came over. He recognized the mermaid in the water tank and said with shining eyes, “My friend, thank you for giving

but felt the emotion the mermaid transmitted

cost for us to buy your friend?” the man said, not giving

human skin in front of him coldly and said,

today, and you don’t call the

the man

crouched down in an attacking pose, intimidating

took a step forward, stood in front of the boy, and said

boy of his father who often carried him on his back when he was a

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