When Tang Rou went back, Atherland was pushing the moving box truck and opening the hatch to let the clown inside bask in the moonlight.
It was an extremely difficult process to leave the mermaid at the beach. The fish was cold and arrogant. Although he didn't say anything, the tight corners of his mouth had already vented his dissatisfaction.
Especially that beautiful tail. After learning that Tang Rou was leaving, she wanted to go ashore, but she pushed her back into the water and splashed the water irritably.
After Tang Rou returned, she took a careful shower.
She felt like she hadn't slept well in bed for a long time. Looking at the hair falling in the sink, she felt sad. She used the shower head to wash away the hair and watched it slide into the sewer.
Then I lay down on the bed melancholy, closed my eyes, folded my hands on my lower abdomen, and prepared to have a peaceful sleep.
Just as he was feeling sleepy, the mattress next to him suddenly felt heavy and sunken.
Tang Rou, "..."
Opening his eyes, he met a pair of wet dark green eyes.
The cold and deep face was so close. It was obviously a terrifying species, but it had to pretend to be pitiful and serious. When Tang Rou woke up, he picked her up from the bed, held her hand and said anxiously:
"Rourou, let's run."
Tang Rou, "...ah?"
"If we go to a place where there is only us, no one will be found."
Alphinaud's hair was a little messy, but it made his face look even more abstinent and beautiful.
With this face on his face, he acted as if he wanted to elope with her.
It really makes Tang Rou feel weird.
"No." She pulled away her hand, turned over and covered herself with the quilt, "Just find a basin to soak in. I want to sleep."
"Rourou..."
Alphinaud reached out for her again.
Tang Rou was pulled out of the quilt again, like a carrot that hadn't grown yet.
She stared at the ceiling with dull eyes, feeling exhausted inside.
If people don't sleep, they will die.
Do you understand these deep-sea alien species?
After the young man took her into his arms, all his original thoughts disappeared. The tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of the owner who had just bathed. It teased him like a feather and entangled him airtightly.
Alphinaud felt that he was beginning to lose consciousness.
"I want to sleep, Alphinaud."
When it fell on his ears, he could only tell that the owner called his name.
Softly, gently.
He couldn't help but reach out and hug Tang Rou harder. Her warm skin touched his waist and abdomen, and the young man's cheek pressed against her forehead, almost being burned by the gentle touch.
But just when he was immersed in the beauty of this moment, he was pushed away.
This time I suddenly woke up.
It also made him finally hear Tang Rou's words clearly, "Don't be willful anymore, I really want to sleep."
capricious?
He was stunned and saw the woman's earlobes exposed under her hair.
With a slight bite mark.
Tang Rou fell into a deep sleep, and she slept fairly well.
I woke up in the middle of the night because I was thirsty.
It was still dark, so she sat up to drink water, but was startled by the shadow next to the bed.
The young man did not leave, but sat on the floor with his back to her, without speaking. His tall figure curled downwards. At first glance, it looked like there was an extra ornament on the floor of the room.
Tang Rou took the cup, took a few sips, and then put the cup down without deliberately reducing her movements.
But the young man never looked back.
Something felt wrong. Normally when he noticed that Tang Rou woke up, he would definitely stick to her and rub her against her.
Tang Rou pulled off the quilt and lay on the bed. She closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep.
After turning around for a while, the young man still didn't come to her.
Something is really wrong. Why is this octopus so calm today?
Tang Rou sat up and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
The young man stiffened but did not speak.
"Alfino?"
Tang Rou lifted the quilt and walked out of bed, reaching out to pull his shoulders, but he still refused to look back and stubbornly turned his back to her.
"Nono?"
My shoulders were stiff and finally loosened a little.
It feels like I still want to be coaxed by her.
Tang Rou grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.
The pale young man lowered his head, and his dark green hair was already dry. Tang Rou reached out and brushed away the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing his delicate and deep facial features.
"Why don't you speak?"
The head hangs very low.
Tang Rou held his chin.
Without lifting my head, I touched the wet mark first, which was cold and a bit like... tears.
She panicked, "Look up, let me see you."
But not only did the other party not raise her head, she turned her face away and silently confronted her.
Tang Rou bent down and looked at his face from bottom to top, and found a pair of increasingly moist and translucent eyes on the pale face.
Cried again.
Tang Rou's heart twitched and she quickly reached out her hand to wipe his tears.
"Why are you crying?"
Didn't she just take a nap?
The young man didn't resist completely, or he never had the intention to resist, so he allowed her to pull his shoulders and raise his chin, hurriedly wiping his tears and coaxing him with a gentle voice.
She lowered her beautiful eyes and sat quietly with a calm expression. She made no sound and seemed to be in a very light mood.
It's obviously a terrifying weapon, but it behaves like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
Tears without sound are too intimidating.
Tang Rou straightened out his wet and messy hair, and in his silent gaze, she reached out and hugged him.
"Don't cry, don't cry. What are you thinking about? Can you tell me?"
The young man still pursed his lips, rested his forehead on her shoulder, his eyelashes were wet and stranded, and even the tip of his pale and delicate nose was a little blue.
Tang Rou's heart was wrinkled by his tears.
Why did you become a crybaby?
I have had him for more than three years, and I have never seen him cry once before. In the past week, he cried twice.
Tang Rou couldn't understand, but she couldn't help but feel distressed. She patted his shoulder gently, didn't sleep anymore, forced her eyelids open, and asked him what he wanted.
Alphinaud lowered his head and leaned his tall body in her arms, looking fragile and sad, as if he was a big bird.
Also in this gentle surrounding, he let out a subtle groan.
"Why are you crying?" Tang Rou frowned, feeling sleepy and having a headache, "I just want to sleep for a while, why are you like this? You can't cry all the time, you can't solve the problem..."
As a result, the more he talked, the more excited he became, and his tears seemed to open.
Tang Rou's shoulders were wet, and she was so frightened that she quickly changed the subject, "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water? There is a sea next to it..." How about taking a bath with Narcissus?
Inexplicably, it reminds me of crocodile tears.
Crocodiles occasionally shed tears when devouring prey, not because they are sad, but just to lubricate their eyes and control secretion.
Alphinaud... probably not? After all, he looks really sad.
Moreover, how could the little octopus have any evil intentions? He is so simple.
As he fulfilled his wish and was held in the arms of the owner, Alphinaud became happy and gradually forgot about acting. He leaned against the owner's thin shoulder and felt a little fluttery. He closed his eyes slightly and flapped his eyelashes like butterfly wings.
Suddenly I remembered something.
A pair of dark green eyes blinked, looking very sad.
"I can't kill him."
"Huh?" Tang Rou didn't respond.
"I can't share Rou with others, Rou can only be mine." He put his arm around the owner's waist, his movements gentle and careful, but his eyes became colder and colder.
Together with the atmosphere, it became gloomy.
"I will kill everyone who wants to take Rou away."
Tang Rou, "...ah?"
After accidentally speaking the truth, Alphinaud quietly raised his eyes to look at her and added seriously, "Rourou, he is very dangerous."