At the end of summer, the days become shorter and no stars can be seen in cities with heavy light pollution, only the moonlight is bright.
Not far away is the sunset, the golden crow that has not yet fallen into the sea level and the silver-white moonlight complement each other, creating a dreamy and soft scene.
The collision of orange and blue actually turned half of the sunset into soft purple.
Wave after wave of waves rolled up and hit the dark and moist reef, splashing into bursts of fine white foam.
Alphinaud was very happy. He chased the waves, and his dark green translucent tentacles were hidden in the water. They slowly changed color with the temperature of the ocean and turned blue, like sea anemones blooming at the bottom of the water.
Tang Rou sat on the rock and looked up at the sky.
In the fantasy, she and someone were watching the stars here.
Many stars.
She was waiting for the people from the Tower of Babel to catch her.
Waiting for those people to pronounce her fate.
The Tower of Babel is part of the Consortium. If they want to capture her, she can't escape, so she might as well just sit like this.
Suddenly, a splash of water fell on his face, which was ice cold.
Tang Rou turned around, and Alphinaud came to her side, his tentacles wrapped around her ankles like a clingy puppy, and pulled her out.
"Play together……"
He opened his mouth and was a little shy. He could only stare at her with his moist green eyes, full of expectation.
The pale earlobes showed a faint blue color, which was a sign that his blood flow accelerated when he was shy.
Tang Rou lowered her eyes and looked at him. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to focus his eyes until she jumped down from the stone and walked in the water with him.
Alphinaud was even happier, following closely behind Tang Rou, his tentacles gently splashing water on her calves.
His movements became graceful and graceful.
He likes the sea water, and he likes his owners even more.
Walking on the water with her at the beach gave this alien creature from the deep sea a very pure sense of happiness.
The faintly blue translucent tentacles follow the water splash, quietly and gently wrapping around the owner's ankle, and swaying gently with her movements like water waves.
He couldn't restrain himself from getting close to Tang Rou. He liked her and relied on her just like relying on sea water.
The owner's smile, voice, breathing, and eyes on him are all like medicine that heals him.
If not, you will get sick.
Tang Rou turned around, and the young man was looking at her tenderly, with love hidden in his eyes, water droplets hanging from the tip of his tall and delicate nose, and his eyelashes were wet and wet.
"Alfino, this is the sea," she said softly, "you are from here."
He looked at the sea.
You can feel the continuous power flowing along the sea water to your body.
He stretched out his hand, looked at the water marks on his palm, and murmured, "The big, sea..."
After the sky turned dark and the sea breeze became cold, Tang Rou walked back to the shore and sat on the rocks.
The young man also followed her back, with his dark green short hair hanging messily in front of his forehead. He nestled against her calf, pressed his pale cheek against Tang Rou's knees, and looked at the sea quietly.
Tang Rou reached out and combed the broken hair on his forehead, patiently combed away his hair that was blown by the sea breeze, and then asked,
"Do you like it here?"
"I like it." He nodded.
"Then why don't you go play?"
He wanted to stay by Tang Rou's side.
The young man struggled to organize his words and raised his eyebrows.
He likes the sea, but not as much as Rou.
Tang Rou didn't wait for him to explain why, she spoke first, "From now on, you will live here."
"Really?" He really didn't want to go back.
The young man's eyes are bright, like mysterious and magnificent emeralds.
There was no expression on that handsome, cold face, and his flawless skin looked like he was not human. He seemed to have no warmth and could not express human emotions, but Tang Rou knew that he was very happy.
The tentacles wrapped around her ankles affectionately, like a puppy that was deeply dependent on its owner.
"real."
Tang Rou was worried and warned carefully, "Don't get close to the city, don't come to the sea, go deep, don't get caught by humans."
His smile slowly faded.
Frowning.
Tang Rou continued, "If no one takes the initiative to hurt you, don't hurt others, but if someone wants to hurt you, don't give them the chance to hurt you."
She also said, "Most deep-sea species are not social creatures. Go inside and find a place with abundant species. Don't compete with others for territory, and... don't come back."
The owner seemed to want to say more.
Alphinaud interrupted her, and for the first time, he interrupted the owner.
"Where's Rou?"
She said nothing.
The young man asked again, "Rou, are you with me?"
Tang Rou thought that she might be arrested and tried.
She is a human being and cannot live in the ocean. As long as she lives, she cannot escape from the land.
On land, under the surveillance of the Alliance and Sky Eye, there are almost no blind spots.
She wanted to take No. 17 with her to resist, but Tang Rou discovered that the Tower of Babel was just one of them. All the joint biological bases were involved.
Her strength is not enough. Facing the complex's terrifying cutting-edge weapons, nuclear bombs, and even space-based combat weapon systems, she is as weak as an ant that can die at a pinch.
After a long time, Tang Rou spoke,
"Alfino, my ability is too small...I can't protect you."
The young man retorted anxiously, "I can protect Rou."
She shook her head, "It's different."
The difference is that the deep sea is an area that cannot be reached by the coalition. People have explored less than 3% of the ocean. There is a vast place to explore.
Tang Rou is different. She can only live on land. If Alphinaud abandons the sea and continues to be with her, all he will face is being caught and the experiment will be repeated, even more cruelly.
He has done so many things under Tang Rou's control, and the Tower of Babel will punish him, and may even kill him.
The young man seemed to be in disbelief. He opened his beautiful green eyes wide and stared at her blankly.
"Rou, want to abandon me?"
There was a halo in his eyes, as if he had been seriously injured. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently hook her, "Rou, don't abandon me."
Pleading.
Tang Rou moved her lips, but couldn't speak.
The young man felt like he had been poured down by cold water. The joy of seeing the sea just now was gone. His thin lips pursed into a thin line, and the water droplets hanging on his eyelashes fell gently with his movements.
In a daze, as if crying.
Tang Rou couldn't bear to see him show such a fragile and helpless expression, so she decided to tell a lie, a promise that could not be fulfilled.
"Alphinaud, you hide in the sea first, go to the depths, and don't be discovered by anyone. I will also hide. When the bad guys stop catching me, I will come and take you away, okay?"
He didn't say yes, and he didn't say no.
The drooped eyelashes kept trembling, like a wounded butterfly.
"Rou, can you lie to me?"
The young man's low and hoarse voice contained a calmness that was inconsistent with his usual character.
Tang Rou was stunned.
"Will Rou, disappear?"
Disappeared from his world, never to be seen again.
No. 17 looked at his owner quietly, waiting for her answer.
He knows the rules of human society that he doesn't understand, and he doesn't have that much thought to guess.
He never expected anything from this world.
Except for the owner.
He knew that what he came to was a terrible place.
He was salvaged, hatched, and cut up.
In this dark world, there is only a little warmth.
He can't let go.
Tang Rou's eyes turned red and she smiled softly, "Of course I won't lie to you."
This was also the first time that Alphinaud felt the aura of lying in his owner.
But it was different from others. Her lies were filled with deep reluctance, worry, and pain.
The last time the owner showed this expression was during the fourth-level division experiment.
The owner was in pain, so how could he bear to see her sad.
As always, his intention was not to make her sad.
So No. 17 raised his hand and wiped the end of her eyes, nodded, "No harm, human. I will go to the deep sea and wait for you. Come back to me."