Tang Rou's head hurt. She felt like she had drunk two kilograms of fake wine. She was so dizzy that she thought she was a fish that had been left on the deck to dry in the sun for three days.
Therefore, after waking up, she did not move in a hurry, but lay paralyzed to sober up.
It was also at this time that she realized someone was observing her.
There was a distant touch on her cheek and body, and she vaguely felt the cold, slender fingers gently sliding down from her brow bone, flowing all the way across her facial features, causing a strange itching.
The owner of the hand moved very gently for fear of waking her up.
Although her mind was like a layer of mush, Tang Rou could still remember that only one person could enter this illusion.
Tang Rou continued to pretend to be asleep.
She knew that if she opened her eyes now, he would disappear.
His fingers lingered by his ears and suddenly stopped.
Has it been discovered?
Tang Rou was a little nervous, even her breathing pretended to be long and calm.
Until, some slightly moist hair fell to both sides of the cheeks, and a light breath pressed down on the face
Unexpectedly, the other party actually leaned down and kissed her forehead gently and cautiously, as if she had no time to feel the wind, leaving only a little wetness before quickly pulling away.
Tang Rou's mind went blank for a moment and her eyelashes twitched slightly.
This subtle conditioned reflex did not escape the other party's observation. The collapsed mattress next to him rebounded. He stood up and planned to leave.
Just as the hand holding the back of her head was about to pull away, Tang Rou suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed him, like a bird in a trap that had bitten the bait and was about to fly away.
"do not run."
She opened her eyes, revealing clear and crystal clear pupils like black grapes.
"Are you leaving again?" Tang Rou said in a hurry, "Can you please stop leaving now? I want to talk to you."
Not far away, there is the mermaid who is planning to leave here.
His whole body froze, and his bright, clear platinum silver eyes had no time to hide his love, and fell straight into Tang Rou's eyes. The rich and deep affection made Tang Rou feel frightened.
Tang Rou loosely held his wrist, and he wanted to break free. She quickly said, "Don't move, I'm so dizzy."
In order to prove the authenticity of her words, she even shook her head. She felt like vomiting, her face turned blue, and her temples twitched.
The mermaid could no longer break free, as if she had been cast on a body-holding spell.
"Why do you come at night?" She tilted her head, with a bit of pride in her eyes, "You came last night, right?"
Her soft voice was mixed with the laziness that after eating poisonous mushrooms, her reaction was half a beat slower, causing the humanoid alien creature that was on alert to be immediately defeated.
It was as if he had been injected with an anesthetic, and even his spine became weak due to these words.
Tang Rou supported her upper body and slowly sat up.
The long black hair slid down her shoulders, and her face, which had lost some of its color due to dizziness, looked like a seductive water monster.
The moist eyes made him want to jump into the trap.
"I won't hurt you, don't be afraid." She came closer and called his name, "Narcissus."
This is the name she gave him.
It is the shortest spell in the world.
"Don't leave yet."
Tang Rou lowered her head, knowing that she must take this opportunity to say everything.
She raised her head and looked at that enchanting and handsome inhuman face, remembering the first time she saw him in the Tower of Babel.
In the dim light, hidden behind broken glass. Quiet and fragile, like precious porcelain that has been cracked and vulnerable after being dropped, making people subconsciously lower their voices even when they speak.
Somehow, Tang Rou seemed to be bewitched by these beautiful silver eyes that hinted at forbearance.
She stretched out her hand, but the other person stiffened and forgot to dodge, so she succeeded easily and hooked her arm around his neck.
"Why are you avoiding me? Didn't you come to me on your own initiative?"
Tang Rou's movements were not fast, like seaweed swaying by the current, naturally entangled on the rock.
She hugged his neck gently, moved her body to bury herself in his arms, pressed her cheek against his neck, breathed out relaxedly, and whispered,
"Don't hide from me, I miss you so much."
"Long time no see, Narcissus."
"Let go." His voice was cold, mixed with a subtle hint of hoarseness.
The body under his hand seemed to be trembling slightly due to excessive shortness of breath.
"Don't let go." Tang Rou said in his ear.
She held the mermaid's neck tightly, and even because she was afraid of being pushed away by him, she grabbed the back of his neck with her two hands and held them together, like a stubborn human-shaped pendant.
"I did something wrong, and I can't do it again."
Those platinum silver eyes hide love deeply, revealing indifference, scrutiny, and disappointment.
The way he looked at her was different from before.
Tang Rou closed her eyes, buried her head, pretended not to see, and murmured quietly.
"I'm dizzy, don't push me away."
After a long silence, he said again, "Let go."
"Don't let go." She seemed to be making trouble unreasonably, with a rare willfulness in her voice.
"Besides, if you really wanted to push me away, you would have pushed me away long ago. Anyway, with your strength, it would be easy to push me away."
Tang Rou said, leaned into his ear and asked softly, "But you didn't, why?"
She is so hateful.
The mermaid's eyes and tail turned red, and clear and narrow tendons stretched out from his forehead and back of his hands. He held his hands on the edge of the bed, clenched and loosened them, and the solid wooden stakes turned into powder in an instant, which proved how much strength he had to endure.
Survive the depressing storm in your heart.
His blood flow became rapid.
The girl's slightly proud and confident voice, and her infinitely gentle tone, made him feel an uncontrollable strong possessive desire. He wanted to lock her tightly in his arms, kiss her hair gently, and reveal his intoxicating and strong desire.
love.
He wanted to kiss her forehead and ask her why she threw him away again and again.
He was angry, but he couldn't bear to be cruel.
He wanted to push away, but when his hand touched her shoulder and felt her body temperature, he instantly lost his willpower.
He hates himself like this.
The waves outside the window seemed to scare her, raging against the rocks, as if they were about to set off huge waves and flood the small wooden house.
But it didn't hurt her at all.
Tang Rou lay on his shoulder with her eyes closed, rubbed her chin against his moist and cold skin, and said in a soft and soft voice, "Don't be angry with me. I know I was wrong. Can you not leave?"
The mermaid raised his hand, but before he touched her, he heard her chanting in his ear.
"I'm so dizzy. The poisonous mushrooms are so scary. I'm going to faint. Don't push me."
Tang Rou felt like a greasy uncle who deceived a soft-hearted girl, but... it seemed to be quite useful.
The hand holding her shoulder never used any strength, and seemed a bit hesitant.
Tang Rou raised her hand and touched his back, as if to comfort her, gently brushing against his exposed spine.
"Do not be angry."
There was a slight nasal sound in her murmur, because the aftertaste of poison prolonged the ending.
"Give me a chance to explain. Even if I make a mistake, you can't just sentence me to death right away?"
There were obscure and deep emotions in the mermaid's eyes. He forced himself to control his emotions, and his delicate and handsome face added a hint of gloomy enchantment.
This feeling was extremely unfamiliar. No one had ever touched his back.
No one would dare to seek death and touch his body.
The only one who was so bold was her, the time when she treated his injuries, and now.
The mermaid's face remained calm, but her fingers quietly tightened again.
Tang Rou had never acted coquettishly before, and her current behavior seemed to be challenging the impossible. She didn't know what to do except hug him tightly and kept saying, "My head feels so dizzy, I'm going to faint."
Her whole body was clinging to him, like sticky gum.
She didn't lie. She was indeed dizzy. Tang Rou felt as if her brain had been thrown into a washing machine and turned into a paste.
Poisonous mushrooms are scarier than fake wine.
She collapsed into a ball of mud, pressed against the mermaid's chest, breathing clear and shallow, feeling like she was about to fall asleep again.
But her fingers were still clasped behind his neck, for fear that he would be gone when he woke up.
Unexpectedly, those hands wrapped around her waist.