In the early morning on the surface of the earth, the entire endless underground city welcomes the dawn gifted by the intelligent control system, simulating sunlight that tirelessly warms the earth and shines light on every building.
Tang Rou's delirium improved a lot under her forced desensitization. She forced herself to touch different objects in the room, walk along the quiet corridor, look for things in the room, and become familiar with the layout.
He even made sounds to help himself get used to hearing again.
The process is painful, but the limb hallucinations are reduced and the body no longer feels pain.
Although I am still emotionally nervous, easily agitated and anxious, I hate being alone.
Sea Rabbit was very distressed.
But at the same time, he was morbidly obsessed with her dependence, immersed in the sweetness of this abnormal state and couldn't extricate himself.
During this period, he held her hand many times, held her in his arms many times, and lay quietly beside her every time after she fell asleep, tracing her outline with eyes full of turbulent possessiveness.
He felt very happy and satisfied as never before.
Until Tang Rou asked the young man to take her out for a walk.
She wants to get out of isolation.
The servants who took care of the residence and the attendants at the auction received the news in advance and lowered their eyes to only look at their feet and knees.
The young girl's appearance has returned to the outline of a human being. She is covered with a hooded coat and is walking cautiously with the extremely beautiful boy holding her shoulders.
It seemed as if she would be broken if he left.
Tang Rou kept smiling and said to him, "I'm fine, I feel very good now."
In her eyes, the various behaviors of sea rabbits are a kind of over-protection.
However, this trip was not smooth.
As soon as they arrived at the auction, loud music suddenly erupted inside, which shocked Tang Rou instantly.
The blood on her face instantly faded, and she retreated hastily. A pair of cold hands gently covered her ears, blocking out the violent noise.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The young man patiently and gently hugged her trembling body, held her tightly in his arms, and comforted her carefully.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay. Rou is always the safest around me."
The soft words were like a spell, entangled in her mind and leaving an indelible mark.
Tang Rou retreated into the dim room.
Like a snail retreating into its shell, it never wants to leave its safe zone.
But in my anxiety, I forgot to think about it, why would there be that kind of heavy metal music at an underground auction where celebrities gather?
what is love?
Sea Hare does not have a normal view of emotions. He does not know what love is. All his emotional knowledge comes from all kinds of people he has met.
He is learning slowly.
Learn from humans.
Love is about setting traps, about being exclusive, about gaming and hunting, about making her eyes only accommodate him, about finding ways to trap her around her, so that her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are all related to him.
Her joy, anger, sorrow, anger, delusion, and greed all belong to him.
He only knew that he loved her very much and would die without her.
The surface well-behavedness is a disguise for the terrifying possessiveness. He is good at pretending to be harmless, making Tang Rou relax her vigilance.
Tang Rou's mood gradually eased as she was comforted. After she fell asleep, the sleepy boy opened his eyes and looked at her with nostalgia, not wanting to miss a single moment.
His eyes slid over her frowning eyebrows, and she suddenly froze and became a little confused.
Why doesn't Rou look happy?
He raised his hand to smooth her eyebrows, but he couldn't remove the sadness from her expression.
There is a place in my heart that is collapsing.
If Rou didn't trust anyone, didn't go to the outside world, and could only trust him, and therefore completely relied on him, it would be wonderful...?
The young man frowned, his eyes becoming painful.
Is there something wrong?
He longed to be close to her, but on the other hand, he also wanted to see her smile and make her happy.
"Rou, why are you unhappy?"
No one answered him.
What went wrong?
He was at a loss for a while, then stood up, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt around her, and kissed her forehead again, like a gentle husband who was about to go out saying goodbye to his sleeping wife, and said softly,
"I'll be back soon."
He left this private garden and headed somewhere underground.
He got it.
It's all those people's fault for turning her into this.
Who touched her?
The anatomy room of the destruction center is the dirtiest place on the entire seventh underground floor.
The cages that were used to house human beings for live experiments are now filled with people with intact limbs, shivering in the cages.
Everyone stared at the young man pacing in the room with fearful eyes.
Beautiful, enchanting.
The young man is afraid of getting dirty and has mysophobia. He almost vomits when he steps on this place.
But he held back and looked here carefully, from the 'torture instruments' on the operating table to the blood-stained iron cage, carefully looking at them one by one.
Then let the two shadows waiting in the dark use these tools on them one by one.
Screams resounded throughout the empty room, the smell of blood came out, and the smell of rust was mixed with rot. Some people cried, some shouted, some stopped breathing and were thrown into the incinerator.
The young man watched expressionlessly, and couldn't help but think, how scared must she be when she was locked up here?
If, one step later that day...
He didn't dare to think about it, and he was so frightened that his mind was almost destroyed.
He couldn't control himself anymore. The hand hanging by his side was shaking uncontrollably. He grabbed it with his other hand and pressed it down hard.
He wants to see her and go back, now.
Make sure she's still there, her skin is still warm, her heart is beating, and she's still breathing.
…
This time Tang Rou dreamed that she was standing in a room full of specimens and water tanks.
The cylindrical glass body is soaked with weird and ferocious creatures, most of which were modified by humans and look like failures. There are also a few that are perfect and exquisite in shape, like those advanced experimental bodies in Area S of the Tower of Babel.
The entire room is like a specimen reading room, with an exceptionally high and solemn appearance.
Tang Rou walked inside and couldn't help but think, is this a simple dream, or has she returned to a certain past?
Suddenly, a figure was reflected on the glass panel, and someone walked in from outside.
Tang Rou subconsciously hid her body behind a cylinder and looked over from a distance.
He is an extremely tall and handsome young man.
Sea rabbit?
Why is he here?
The boy walked leisurely, like a young aristocrat walking in the back garden. He stopped in front of a tall cylindrical cylinder and looked up at the contents inside.
Quietly, without saying a word.
Tang Rou was about to go out when she saw the young man suddenly raised his hand, pulled up a huge solid glass object on the back shelf, and smashed it against the safety bolt on the wall.
In an instant, the huge boom of the crane parked in the dark slammed up, making a scalp-numbing sound.
The glass suddenly shattered.
The liquid inside overflowed violently and even hit Tang Rou's feet.
Along with the pungent-smelling liquid, there were two twin creatures with snake tail-like lower limbs four to five meters long.
Tang Rou covered her mouth, quietly put her feet back and stepped back.
You can vaguely see the gills on the waist and abdomen of the two creatures moving slightly.
It turns out he is not dead.
Tang Rou couldn't help but wonder whether what she saw in front of her was a dream or the real past.
The young man bent down and picked up the glass fragments on the ground. Without any expression, he raised his hand and cut his palm open, dripping blood on the snake tail twins.
It looks like a boring game.
"Be my servant."
He bent his eyes and put on a cold sneer, "I can let you live."
The blue and gray shriveled skin gradually became elastic, like a flash of light, and the twin creatures that had been stranded on the ground like dead fish slowly got up.
Tang Rou looked at it in shock, feeling that the young man in the distance was very unfamiliar.
Suddenly, he looked back, his eyes without warmth looking this way.
Tang Rou also suddenly pulled away from her dream at this moment.