It took Tang Rou a long time to realize that it was not darkness, but dark green tentacles all over the room, blocking all the cracks in the doors and windows.
It's a little creepy to be honest.
"I'm going to sleep, I'm really going to sleep." Tang Rou yawned, her eyes red.
Hearing the sound, the young man raised his head and met her eyes.
Two pairs of eyes faced each other silently, the human's round black pupils filled with mist.
Alphinaud paused, hugged her hard, and pressed his forehead against her chin.
"Can you kiss me?"
"No." Tang Rou's face was numb.
He wants to cry again.
He pursed his lips, looking like he was getting ready for tears.
Tang Rou closed her eyes, "There's no point in crying." You can't condone green tea behavior.
He put away his tears.
When Tang Rou looked suspicious, she quickly put on a heartbroken expression and asked, "What about kissing on the face?"
Tang Rou's mouth twitched, "No."
He thought for a while, gave in, and said with difficulty, "Kiss your forehead?"
"..."
Can this kind of thing still be discussed?
Tang Rou, "No way."
"Then touch me." He sat up straighter, showing a serious look that said, "Don't bargain anymore."
Tang Rou could only stretch out her hand and touch his head, speaking earnestly like a monk who was about to enter trance, "Can I sleep now?"
The young man's eyelashes trembled and he narrowed his eyes, like a large dog being caressed by its owner. After a while, he woke up and held her hand downward.
"Touch here again."
His hand fell on the moist and soft tentacles, and as soon as he covered them, those things immediately curled up happily.
Tang Rou looked strange.
The young man looked at her longingly, looking very magnanimous, but it seemed that she was thinking about something that was not serious.
The tentacles all snuggled up to her, as if they were conscious. Each tentacle wanted to be touched by her. They gathered up their sharp and terrifying horny thorns and acted coquettishly, which was terrible.
Tang Rou was anxious to catch up on her sleep, so she rubbed him twice randomly until he lay on the bed, biting the quilt she was covering and moaning.
She fluttered her eyelashes, looking impatient.
"..." Tang Rou let go and was held down by him.
"continue."
He pursed his lips and stared at her with moist eyes, "I still want it."
Tang Rou reflected on herself.
How could he be caught so easily?
In the end, I forgot even when I fell asleep.
This city is not big. After being closed and managed for a period of time to eliminate safety hazards, many shops on the street can finally open to the public.
Although it's not big, it can be replenished at least.
Tang Rou didn't sleep well last night. When she woke up, she saw Alphinaud holding a strand of wet hair in his hand and looking at her eagerly.
He wanted to get closer again, but she pushed him away.
Tang Rou became very irritable, and she had seen through this octopus who had some tea-like trends, so she kicked him aside.
There's no point in getting smaller.
The little octopus came closer, Tang Rou turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, she stopped, turned back under its hopeful eyes, rubbed its little head a few times, and threw it into the sink.
She can't always let him go, and now she seems to be overly dependent on her.
Moreover, Tang Rou despised herself.
Don't be soft-hearted because of his tears.
Aslan took the depressed Tang Rou to eat her favorite junk food, a little of everything delicious, and bought a few crisper boxes and vacuum bags to pack for the road.
Tang Rou's eyelids drooped, looking like frost-beaten eggplants. She was picky about what she ate, and sighed after a while.
"What's going on? I can't eat anything lately."
The key is, I'm not hungry yet.
Aslan joked, "You must be mutating, right?"
Tang Rou was so scared that she ate half an extra sandwich.
It is difficult for mobile phones to receive network signals, and all they receive are content related to "mental flu".
There is still time for many sea monsters to attack, but these large, relatively slow-moving creatures are actually nothing to be afraid of. Instead, they are easy to control and are captured by the coalition as soon as they appear.
Without special abilities and extraordinary intelligence, it is not much of a threat to humans.
What is really dangerous is the kind of thing Tang Rou and the others saw at the beach.
Something that will become "human".
Tang Rou was chewing her breakfast and suddenly felt that the mode of being able to transform into a human seemed a bit familiar.
Aslan spoke boldly, "Don't you think that if there is a real doomsday, you will feel safe if there are existences like SS17 or special creatures around you?"
Tang Rou looked at her quietly.
Asselan closed the mic instantly, picked up a piece of roasted pork belly and stuffed it into her mouth, "Eat more, you're as skinny as a toothpick."
Tang Rou resisted and backed away, "Don't eat so greasy in the morning."
They were eating here, and several people were crying next to them. From the sound of the noise, someone was lost again.
Recently, more and more cities have been divided into closed areas, the Internet is full of conspiracy theories and doomsday theories, and many new religious doctrines have even emerged to propagate doctrines.
Therefore, the voice of human trafficking has become quieter.
After all, I have no time to take care of myself.
"It seems that human trafficking gangs are wandering around here." Aslan sighed, "I heard about trafficking when I was in Oss City. After all, that was sixty years ago. I didn't expect that it is still there now, but it is even more rampant.
"
Moreover, trafficking, in addition to removing organs, means becoming a living slave and selling it to the underground black market, or conducting experiments on living people.
More bad luck than good.
Tang Rou picked up the things she had packed and followed Aslan back slowly. When she saw that she was also carrying a bag of breakfast, she asked curiously, "Who are you bringing this for?"
Aslan smiled, "That clown, I gave it endless snacks before, but I didn't expect it to eat them all. It seems that it can eat human food."
So when I buy food again, I always think of bringing one for it.
Tang Rou was stunned and lowered her eyelashes, "Yes, he is an experimental subject in Area D. He should have been a living person before."
Aslan hummed, with a regretful tone, "It would be nice if I could get to know it before it mutated. If it were a human, it would be a very warm person with a good temper."
Tang Rou said nothing.
Arriving at the hotel, she suddenly thought of something and asked casually, "How do you know if you like someone?"
"What kind of love? Between the male and female protagonist?"
Tang Rou nodded.
Aslan was excited and immediately started the lecture mode, "Just imagine, if you are in danger and have only the last minute of your life, and now you can contact someone to say goodbye, who will you think of?"
Tang Rou closed her eyes and fantasized.
His eyebrows knitted together, and after a while he opened his eyes with a strange expression on his face, his vision wandering.
Aslan asked, "Have you thought of it?"
Tang Rou nodded.
She said, "Then the person you like is most likely the person you just thought of."
"What if...I'm just simply assuming." Tang Rou looked serious and asked with a hint of guilt, "Is there a possibility that you will think of many people?"
"..."
Atherland opened his mouth, and after a while his expression was subtle, "...You are really good at it."
"What if."
"That's true." Aslan didn't care, "This assumption is not valid. Who would clearly know how many minutes are left in his life and still have time to say goodbye?"
"Yes."
Tang Rou shook the breakfast in her hand and signaled, "Go quickly, your clowns are waiting."