The weather is great today in the small town outskirts. Looking up, you can see the sky full of stars, like countless bright eyes on a black cloth, accompanied by the chirping of insects. The night is truly enchanting!
"Are you really eighteen this year?" Si Wuxie broke the silence.
He thought, if mermaids have the power of immortality, Xiang Anning should be more than eighteen years old.
Maybe she is decades, or even hundreds of years old, so the woman he likes might already be an old lady.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Anning nodded. "Yes, I am eighteen this year!"
"Didn't you say that mermaids have the power of immortality? How are you only eighteen?"
"I was born eighteen years ago, so of course I'm eighteen! But my master might be hundreds of years old!" Xiang Anning said truthfully.
