This time in her dream, Tang Rou found that her perspective was strange.
It's like looking down from a high place, unable to feel your own body, and your eyesight is particularly poor, as if it's covered with a translucent film, making the image unclear.
Secondly, the surrounding area is gray, and only two parts in sight have a slightly purple color, like a weird watercolor painting.
She struggled to identify it, and in this blurry vision, she vaguely recognized that it was a spacious room.
In the center is a large double bed, with a woman lying on it. Her hair is very long, hanging down her head, curled up, as if she is sleeping.
The body exudes a weak heat, showing a bluish purple color.
And another place of similar color is not far next to her.
There was a person sitting vaguely on the chair next to the bed. The distance was too far for her to see clearly with her ragged vision.
Tang Rou realized later that the scene in front of her was somewhat similar to the world in the eyes of a snake simulated in the laboratory.
Snakes have very poor vision. They have infrared sensitive receptors on their noses that allow them to sense the radiant heat of mammals. And because their vision is not sharp, they are even blind to stationary objects.
As a result, they never eat dead animals...or maybe they can't find them.
Tang Rou no longer thought about it because she woke up when she saw the figure on the bed.
Stretching out his hand, he groped in the air, slowly lifted the quilt, walked out of bed, walked to the door little by little, pulled out the thin steel ring under the carpet, straightened it with his hand, and groped for the lock on the door handle.
Stab it inside.
This scene was extremely familiar, so familiar that it made Tang Rou feel suffocated.
That's her.
She yesterday afternoon.
Tang Rou watched helplessly as the maid took her out, then watched her being brought back by the boy, watched her drive him away, and watched him sit in the shadow of the sofa, turning into a lonely and desperate sculpture.
There is an unspeakable sourness in my heart.
The gaze lowered, probably the owner of the gaze was moving.
Tang Rou finally knew what perspective this was.
Diagonally, the blue-grey figure hovering on the stone pillar descended slowly like her.
They moved to the young man sitting in the shadow. Tang Rou saw another snake-like creature at close range, and her scalp felt numb.
So when she was sleeping and living without any precautions, was this seemingly quiet room actually so lively?
But she had no time to be afraid, because she saw a picture that made her both sad and angry.
The young man raised his hand and tore open his wrist expressionlessly, spilling a large amount of warm blood, which was held in the hands of two snake-like creatures.
The distance was so close that Tang Rou could even see the broken muscles trembling and spasming, but there was no expression on his face at all, as if it was not his hand that was torn apart.
Another snake-like creature close at hand stretched out its slender scarlet tongue and greedily licked the blood.
Tang Rou also felt her gaze lowering, and the owner of her eyes swallowed the blood like a sacred tribute.
how so?
Why is this happening?
He actually used his blood to nourish these two snake-like creatures.
Only then did Tang Rou realize why the boy's arms were always so thin, why they always looked tired and weak.
After swallowing the blood, the two twin creatures did not leave. Instead, they gathered around his legs and stared at his healing wrist.
Like he would pounce on him and tear him apart at any time.
The young man's eyes were tired and his cheeks were so thin that they were sunken, but it did not detract from his beauty. Instead, it gave him a thrilling feeling, like a fragile and handsome vampire aristocrat with a cross hanging on his chest, who would fall into deep sleep in the next second.
He stared at the figure on the bed, his white T-shirt and jeans splattered with blood.
After a long time, he closed his eyes, no longer dizzy, walked to the dark door next to him, and changed his clothes.
The wardrobe is full of identical white T-shirts and jeans.
The closet is filled with fruit candies.
Tang Rou finally remembered that those were the clothes she bought for the boy when he went to the outside world for the first time.
Those candies were also bought for them by her.
After cleaning the blood from his body, the young man lay quietly on the bed, looking at her long hair with his eyes open and red. He followed her example and curled up, like a little beast licking its wounds alone.
The smell of blood disappeared, the perspective gradually moved away, and the two snake-like creatures returned to the pillar. With poor eyesight, only two blue-green figures could be seen.
The young man watched her quietly and moved a little further away before she woke up.
It seemed that he was not the same person who had been watching her all night.
In the darkness, Tang Rou opened her eyes. She woke up from this dream and returned to her body again.
She was angry, but even more distressed.
She single-handedly raised the sea rabbit and watched it step by step from immaturity to the present. Finally, she realized that she had neglected one thing in her anger.
Why do sea rabbits become like this?
This little rabbit seems to have psychological problems.
Is it psychological trauma?
However, deep-sea creatures are not social animals. They do not have the loyalty and three views that are customary in the human world. They have no social system, let alone a social system and a so-called moral system. Therefore, there is only one reason why Zhang Ning was traumatized by the mistakes he made.
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because of her.
Because she is a human being and a social creature.
He was raised by her, and her shadow is everywhere on him.
Not only him, but Alphinaud too.
They are not humans, nor are they social creatures, but they force themselves to live in an environment full of humans.
Alphinaud likes the sea, but does not enter it. He chases her even if he is hurt. Sea rabbits are originally hermaphroditic group mating creatures, but they have evolved into a single sex. They hate humans extremely, but they live in noisy underground cities.
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Moreover, he showed severe psychological trauma.
Pictures from the past flashed into her mind, and Tang Rou couldn't calm down.
"Rou, good morning."
Realizing that she was awake, the young man moved away.
Not long after, Tang Rou heard the familiar footsteps and the sound of the door closing again.
The room became quiet.
It was as if she was the only one.
Tang Rou sat up from the bed.
Instead of looking left and right to test the route as usual, she stood up and picked up the water glass that the boy beside the bed had poured for her to drink. However, when she put it down, she accidentally dropped the water glass on the ground.
There was a shag carpet on the floor, so the cup wouldn't break.
Tang Rou chased the cup and walked towards the corner step by step.
There was a slight movement in the corner in front of her, and it quickly disappeared. Tang Rou pretended not to hear it, picked up the cup and put it on the table.
But when he stood up, he stretched out his hand and accurately touched the person sitting on the chair.
The men's shoulders stiffened.
He seemed to want to explain, but in the end, it turned into, "Rou, I'm sorry."
Tang Rou decided to give up this game.
She held his hand, interlocked with his gradually stiffening fingers, pinched his wrist with her other hand, pressed hard, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"
Lucifer didn't know why.
He originally thought Tang Rou was going to be angry.
The owner also looked angry, his eyes were red, the tip of his nose was red, and the skin under his eyebrows was faintly red.
But she wasn't angry.
Because, she knelt down in front of him, her palms covering the skin between her wrists, and her voice was so gentle that it almost drowned him.