Tang Rou couldn't see his eyes through the metal goggles.
His skin is very white.
The beautifully shaped lips are red.
The red is gorgeous, the red is alluring.
Like poppies blooming in a flowerbed, beautiful and seductive.
He was very calm, showing no emotion, and could be called indifferent.
That look and the action of pinching her were separated, and they looked like two people.
The wet hair fell on her face, feeling a little cold and itchy.
The uneven stones behind her back hurt her back, but the cold hand on her neck held her firmly and pressed her down, causing a stinging pain to come from her back even without exerting any force.
Tang Rou is a human being and is destined to be unable to compete with these powerful alien creatures.
She did not choose to struggle or move. She knew that he must have recognized who she was and looked up at him steadily.
He won't hurt her.
If he really wanted to kill Tang Rou, then she would never have the slightest chance to get close.
That pale and handsome body was originally as beautiful and flawless as a porcelain sculpture, but now it was covered with bright red scars.
Based on what Lin Li said, Tang Rou had guessed that the mermaid might have been injured, but seeing the scene in front of her still caused waves of intense pain in her heart.
He was seriously injured.
But what makes Tang Rou sad the most is...
He looks lonely.
The mermaid lowered her head and "looked" at Tang Rou condescendingly, like looking down at a tiny ant.
Cold, indifferent, seemingly arrogant, even paranoid.
Tang Rou could only look up at him blankly.
No one knew he was injured.
The tsunamis and hallucinations he brought were frightening, and they only thought about how to capture him and hurt him, rather than how to cure him.
What Tang Rou couldn't forgive herself was that she had personally sent the mermaid she trusted so much to the medical center and into the jaws of the Tower of Babel.
The surroundings were very quiet, the noisy scene behind him disappeared, and the roaring waves calmed down.
There was only endless white fog around, and nothing could be seen.
The fog cuts off everything.
Tang Rou waited for a long time and noticed that the other party made no further movements, so she covered his cold and pale arm with her hand.
"If you don't want to kill me, can you let go first? I'm in pain."
Perhaps some words stung his nerves, and there were signs of strength in the hands clasping his neck.
The fingertips stroked her skin, and the mermaid tilted her head, hesitant.
The neck is too thin.
The skin is warm.
The vitality is not tenacious.
His original intention was not to hurt her, but to hug her.
The body heat under his hands was something he had coveted for a long time. It was also a desire that he had searched hard for, paid a lot of money for, and could never reach.
Do you want to let go? This is the only thing he wants to take away.
The mermaid was still hesitating.
My fingers were caught off guard by something hot and wet.
A tear.
He froze, quickly retracted his hand as if he had been burned, and moved farther away, hanging his hands helplessly, as if his pace was disrupted by this drop of tear.
Why is she crying?
Did you make her cry?
He didn't use any force.
He's just...sad.
The superiors on Earth want to obtain powerful energy and constantly create various dangerous weapons, threatening the safety of the community with a shared future for mankind. However, when other species obtain that kind of powerful power, they begin to be afraid and want to control it.
If you can't control them, you will want to get rid of them.
So looking back, the starting point of the harm turned out to be greed, wanting to get, conquer and occupy, and then wanting to destroy after finding that they couldn't control it.
So what did he do wrong to make her even afraid of him?
The mermaid lowered her hand.
He wanted to protect her, but he saw fear in her eyes.
Obviously it shouldn't be like this.
Obviously, he was never willing to let her get hurt.
Then, the mermaid pursed her thin lips into a straight line, looking like she was angry.
She is so hateful. I had already made up my mind not to believe her lies anymore, but was disarmed by her crocodile tears.
He was lonely and confused, dissolving his emotions.
The tip of Tang Rou's nose felt sore, and her heart was filled with sourness.
She struggled to sit up, and the pain in her back became clear, but she knew that this insignificant pain on her body was insignificant compared to the ones he had endured, like water dripping into the sea.
"sorry."
She was held by the neck for a long time, and her voice was hoarse.
"I forgot about you."
She was ten years old when we were separated on the island, and that was a memory she had forgotten.
She forgot her promise to tell everything to Dahai, and her promise to him that she would never forget him.
In the end, he was the only one who kept the promise.
When only one person abides by the agreement, then the agreement is no longer an agreement, but a unilateral self-consumption.
"I remember now, I told you before, when I was ten years old..."
The rest of the words were interrupted by the sudden approach of the mermaid.
He couldn't see her. All he could see was her bright red lips, which seemed to be observing her through some special senses.
Tang Rou did not hide away.
Until the other person's breath was suppressed, the soft, wet lips fell on the end of her eyes, and the soft tip of her tongue stretched out, licking away her tears bit by bit.
He exuded an aura that was unfamiliar to Tang Rou.
He is cold, strange and evil, like a siren coming from the deep sea. Even if you can't see his expression, you can still feel the oppression and indifference on his body.
Tang Rou felt that the place where he licked her felt a little stinging and felt hot.
The body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Are you afraid of me?"
A cold voice sounded close to my ears.
This was the first thing he said to Tang Rou after they reunited.
"That's fine."
He murmured, "You should be afraid of me."
He said this, but in his heart he felt that it was very strange.
He is very uncomfortable.
My chest felt like there were countless small wounds. They were not deep, but they were painful and numb, which was unbearable.
"After all, the deepest human emotion is fear."
Will making her fearful make her care more?
The slender fish tail coiled around Tang Rou's body at some point, as if a cage woven with cold scales was trapped on the reef.
Tang Rou was not afraid. Even though her memory was not comprehensive, a familiar feeling of intimacy had already emerged in her heart.
But physical fear may come from biological instincts. Trembling and retreating are almost conditioned reflexes, not fear of him.
Like...
Self-warning in the face of terrorist forces.
But she was speechless now.
The oppressive feeling that surpassed the natural talent of the species came all around, and she even lost her consciousness for a moment. It was already very difficult to stay rational.
The mermaid is oppressing her.
"Did you really remember it?"
A cold murmur sounded in his ears.
His voice was gentle, like a whisper between lovers, and the fish's tail tightened inch by inch, like a snake trapping its prey.
Tang Rou didn't know why.
She remembered it. Is there anything else she didn't know?
The confused look fell into the other person's perception, and he heard him sigh softly.
"fraud."
It’s this condemnation again.
"I can take you back." He whispered in his ear like he was sighing.