So you were looking for me
She suddenly felt very tired and had no more joy or interest in amusing herself as before. She swam back to the shore, crawled up weakly, and lay down limply on the cold marble edge of the pool, like a dead mermaid washed ashore.
"Whale? Are you okay?" A deep but gentle voice suddenly came, Luolian raised her small face buried in her messy hair and saw that the Whale King, whom she thought had missed each other again, was squatting beside her. She was pale with a purple complexion, her disheveled hair wet and stuck to her face and body, and she was so panicked that she lost her voice, which made the Whale King anxious and heartbroken: "Don't stay here!" He tried to help her up, but her legs were bound by the mermaid's tail, Luolian's head was already dizzy at this time, and she just stared blankly, forgetting to open the zipper to let her legs out. The Whale King didn't know, and in his anxiety, he picked her up without hesitation and put her on a long chair, picking up the bath towel that Luolian had hung on the back of the chair: "Is this yours?" Luolian nodded, and the Whale King covered her with it. "Are you better now?" The Whale King waited anxiously, Luolian shook her head slightly, and she was usually honest and obedient, but under the Whale King's concern, she became even more well-behaved, shrinking on the long chair like a pitiful child. She suddenly came to her senses and found herself reunited with him, not in her most glorious moment, but in such a sorry state.
"Do you still remember me? Whale King, Blue Ocean... Yi." he said.
How could Luolian not remember? The one who often thought of taking a chance to find the Rain Flower Crown at Whale Bridge, the one she had been thinking about day and night for almost a year, how could she forget? It's just that this reunion came too suddenly. "What are you doing here?" Luolian asked.
"There's a sick silver whale here, and I was called to take a look. I didn't expect to run into you... It's been two years since we parted ways at Whale Bridge. After you left that day, I regretted not getting your address and phone number. I kept waiting for you at Bamboo Bridge, thinking you'd come back, but even after the weather turned cold and the tour boats stopped operating, you never came. I wanted to find you, so I went to various schools asking around, inquiring about someone named 'Whale Whale', but no one knew anything. I saw the promotional poster for 'Mermaid of the Blue Sea' and thought the little mermaid looked like you, but the makeup was too heavy and I couldn't be sure. Today's makeup is light, and now that I see you clearly, I realize it really is you!"
Actually, Luolian had always wanted to see him again, and in her dreams, she had imagined countless scenarios of how they would meet again. But she didn't know what she would do when she saw him, or even what her first words would be - she was just following her heart, wanting to see him. What made her both surprised and delighted was that over the past two years, he had been harboring the same longing in his heart as well. Luolian suddenly remembered a time when she saw someone standing on the sandy beach outside the school's back gate in the rain - it turned out to be real, not just a dream. They say the happiest thing is when the person you like also likes you. Perhaps they had been destined to be together all along, and it was her own fault for saying the wrong name - she regretted not daring to tell Whale King that her name was actually Luolian, which made him unable to find her, and also made her afraid of answering the phone. But deep down, she really liked this name, especially when Whale King called her by it. "Sorry, I told you my name was Whale Whale that day, but actually, my name is Luolian."
The Whale King listened and sighed with a bitter smile: "No wonder I couldn't find you. It's been two years, I've already gotten used to calling you Jingjing, so I'll just keep calling you Jingjing."
Luo Lian nodded repeatedly, but he had no idea that Luo Lian actually liked this name better.
