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He pressed on, asking, "Is it that one? The blue-tailed Siren? The one with golden hair?"
He confirmed the details of the Siren bit by bit, somewhat incredulous. It had clearly been ten years since that brief encounter, and the distance between them had not been close at all. Yet, Gu Yan could recite the features of the Siren as if he had memorized them hundreds of times.
Had he described and inquired about this Siren to countless elderly people during his ten-year search? It was unknown.
Had he eagerly gone to seek her out multiple times, only to return empty-handed? That too was uncertain.
In any case, on this afternoon when sunlight spilled over the steps, he learned of the Siren's whereabouts once again—he received a positive answer from his father.
A wave of immense joy washed over him.
However, another question arose: how could he keep the Siren by his side for a long time?
Gu Yan was not someone who would settle for less; he was a shrewd businessman who calculated every detail. Since he had already waited for the Siren for ten years, she must stay by his side for a lifetime. Even if it meant imprisonment, that was fine; of course, it would be better if she were willing.
He silently calculated in his heart that even if this was an unequal contract, he would not allow the Siren to back out.
He decided to confine the Siren to his side for eternity.
"In Ancient Greek mythology, the Beautiful Sirens used their songs to lure sailors to their deaths; in Germany, the Lorelei Siren appears by the Rhine River at dusk, similarly enchanting passing boatmen and causing them to fall into the depths. In legends from various countries, the Beautiful Sirens bring temptation and misfortune," a wise man said to Gu Yan while adjusting his reading glasses.
Even misfortune did not matter because no calamity could compare to endless pursuit. Even if it led him into hardship or hell, he accepted that. A man like Gu Yan, who took gods as his spiritual support, did not care about being barred from heaven because the Siren was his heaven's anchor.
No matter what price he had to pay, he would keep the Siren by his side forever.
Any price would do.
Gu Yan heard his own cold voice on the phone saying, "Injuries don't matter; as long as there's breath left, as long as we can drive that mysterious creature to the shore beside the villa and leave it powerless, that's enough. This is your mission."
"Even if seriously injured, it doesn't matter," he enunciated slowly.
Gu Yan was entranced.
As he left, Gu Yan took one last look at that small storage room. He decided to bury this room deep in his heart and never think of it again because he had more important things to do. If he missed this opportunity, he might regret it for life. So he needed to focus entirely without any distractions.
Cold money had stripped away his warmth; the trials of human relationships had made him no longer weak. He possessed all the traits of a successful person—he would stop at nothing.
Ancient texts say that after ten days with a Siren, one’s soul will be taken by her. Gu Yan was not afraid of losing his soul. He pondered repeatedly: since he was chosen by the Siren, why hadn’t she come looking for him? If he wasn’t her choice, then among so many people at sea, why did she let him encounter her?
He oscillated between confidence and extreme doubt. His feelings for the Siren had evolved over years from mere physical attraction and unfulfilled desire to a deeper realm of understanding.
The Siren represented his rebellion against his parents; she opened up another life for him and made him realize the bitterness of waiting and the fruits of maturity.
The Siren was his beloved.
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