Tang Rou experienced such a moment for the second time.
There were no stars overhead, and the sky and ocean were intimidatingly dark.
What are they to her?
Experimental subject?
Certainly not.
Lucifer frowned and moved the bucket down with a calm expression. He held the pale boy's shoulders and dragged him out with a strong desire to kill, deliberately exposing a large area of skin to the poison of the jellyfish.
But the extremely weak boy kept staring at the owner with pitiful and sad eyes.
Against the backdrop of the pitch-black turbid ocean, his indigo eyes looked like broken ice that would melt in the next second. His quiet look made humans feel distressed.
Sure enough, the owner was full of pity and put on rubber gloves as he walked over.
"Xiaoyue, your body needs the ocean to provide energy. You should stay here for one night first."
Lucifer would not allow this to happen, he could not accept her touching others in front of him.
He threw the person into the water unceremoniously and hugged Tang Rou from behind.
A pair of light brown eyes were cold and gloomy, staring closely at the figure floating in the water, but his voice was gentle and clear, "Rou, don't go there, he is poisonous and will hurt you."
He held her hostage in the name of caring and locked her tightly in his arms.
How fragile human beings are.
Tang Rou knew that Habitat was telling the truth. Yue's current state could no longer shrink the cnidocytes. Even if Tang Rou wanted to approach with all her might like before, she was stymied by reason.
In the dark sea water, the young man lowered his eyelashes and retreated underwater.
He was sorting out the threads that were seeping out from his body in a panic, trying to gather them. His indigo eyes looked stubbornly in Tang Rou's direction. Even though those eyes were not focused and could not see anything, he still persisted.
Cast your gaze in her direction.
Because humans use such organs to transmit emotions.
He was like a puppy about to be abandoned by its owner, looking at it with sad and flattering eyes, not making any noise or making a fuss, for fear of being disliked.
Tang Rou's heart turned into a piece of crumpled paper.
"Yue, I don't want to throw you away."
She raised her hand to break away Lucifer's hand from her waist, and broke away from his embrace, her vision becoming blurry again.
As soon as the warm skin of human beings comes into contact with the cold sea water, it instinctively trembles.
"The ocean will provide you with energy, and by my side, you will..." Death.
The sea water covered Tang Rou's calves.
She stood not far away and stopped moving forward.
The seemingly soft and harmless transparent streamers curled up affectionately, trying to snuggle up to her. The jellyfish panicked and backed away from the slender and messy streamers, and sank down, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
He can't touch it.
That creature is safe, but I am not.
Tang Rou found the reef and climbed up. The surface of the rock was corroded by the sea water and was uneven, causing her hands and feet to ache. She left the sea water and half-crouched on the reef, stretching out her hand.
"Come to me, Xiaoyue."
The water was very calm, and the ocean without moonlight looked strange and dark.
Tang Rou waited patiently, knowing that he could hear her.
In fact, he didn't last for more than a few seconds before he was called over by this gentle voice.
Through the rubber, warm human fingers touched his forehead and cheeks, making him shiver and tense uncontrollably. His moist eyelashes blinked gently, shaking off the fine water.
The owner comforted him with the utmost gentleness, even though he was separated by a layer of rubber gloves, it still made him feel happy and uneasy. His fingers curled up under the water were intertwined and clenched tightly, for fear that those streamers would hurt her.
"Much better, I feel energetic."
This puts her at ease.
Tang Rou felt the well-behaved young man gently rubbing her palm, and felt how cautious he was when he wanted to get close but didn't dare. The hard-to-define emotions in her heart were like raging vines, carrying thorns and sharp thorns, piercing her soft heart until blood dripped.
.
This is not the first time I have faced such a situation.
The bond between her and them is no longer the so-called breeder and experimental subject.
Not family, not friends, not intimate partners.
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The jellyfish's skin is getting paler, but it is no longer as alarmingly transparent as before. He is slowly getting better.
The smooth and white forehead rubbed slightly against Tang Rou's palm, like a little animal that had just learned to act coquettishly. It was uneasy because of its owner's touch. It tilted its head slightly, and the thin glimmer of water was shaking because of the eyelashes that were constantly fluttering.
I don't know if it's tears or sea water.
It's amazing, the moon also has an anthropomorphic shape.
Her indigo eyes were moist, and they secretly floated up a little from time to time, just like when she touched her palm with an umbrella cover in the laboratory.
But just when he couldn't help but want to climb up the rock, she spoke.
"Go, go back to the sea."
The gentle caressing hand on the forehead was removed.
He subconsciously chased after him, but the owner had already stood up.
Standing tall and looking at him calmly.
The boy's whole body froze, as if struck by lightning, and all the love and joy turned into something as cold and hard as ice at this moment.
Some terrible premonition appeared, making him shake his head, his delicate and delicate eyebrows raised in the middle, his expression sad and anxious.
He doesn't want to be separated from his owner.
It was not easy for him to catch up to this place and meet her again.
Tang Rou said to him, "Go in the opposite direction of the coastline and keep going. I will come to you, Xiaoyue. Trust me, we will see how you recover in one night."
He didn't believe it and shook his head desperately.
It was the same last time, she left, forgot about him, and never thought of him.
He didn't believe it.
"It's true, Xiaoyue."
Tang Rou didn't know that her credit was bankrupt yet, so she warned her carefully, as if she had gone back to what she said to Alphinaud the night she left the Tower of Babel,
"Rabbit and I went to the city to check out the situation. You have to be careful not to get caught and avoid places with lights."
The tone is unacceptable.
Probably realizing this, the young man lowered his eyelashes and sank his body.
The slender eyelashes trembled non-stop, and the sea water kept hanging down the wet hair, dripping on the cheeks, shoulders, and collarbones, like tears.
His grievance was so intense that Tang Rou could feel it even if she couldn't see it.
Sea Rabbit frowned, the air pressure was very low.
He had been extremely tormented and irritable in the past ten minutes, and his gloomy aura even attracted alien creatures that were ready to move, and those dirty things also wanted to eat his blood.
He lowered his eyebrows and walked over.
What she said was extremely gentle and considerate, "Rou, if you are here, he will not enter the water. Let's go."
Tang Rou had water on her body, so he opened the cashmere shawl he took out of the box, wrapped her in it, held her in his arms, and led her to the car.
The jellyfish took two steps forward in panic, chasing her back.
Lucifer hugged Tang Rou more and more excessively, pressed his cheek against her hair, and turned his head, expressionless.
Provocative action.
The owner got into the car, and with the roar, the taillights stretched into a long line, getting farther and farther away from the sea.
Tang Rou's mood dropped to the lowest point, and her guilt was completely tied to the grievances shown by the jellyfish just now. She pressed her forehead with a heavy sense of guilt. Because of her visual impairment, she could not see the transparent creatures desperately chasing along the coastline outside the window.
He changed back to what she was familiar with.
Unfortunately, jellyfish don't swim very fast.
In the end, he was thrown away from the car.
The young man trembled and gave up following.
Water flooded the top of the head.
He was envious.
I also want to hold the owner in my arms, touch her cheek, and touch her hair.
Either the corner of her clothes, or grabbing the edge of her skirt.
Everything about her is good.
Like the more than 1,500 days and nights, the more than 37,000 hours, and the more than 2.2 million seconds in the past, he felt that every hour, every minute, every moment, and every second was good.
Tang Rou has been protecting him.
He was never captured and subjected to harsh experiments, was never favored, and developed strong toxins.
He doesn't fight or rob.
Because he will hurt her and is not qualified to fight or rob her.
Why do you still want to follow her despite knowing this?
The silver-white hair disappeared on the water.
He sank downwards.
Keep sinking.
The sea water continuously injects energy into the body that is riddled with holes.
Unfortunately it's cold.
It's obviously a cold-blooded creature, when did he start looking for warmth?
...The roaring sound came through from the water surface, and it seemed like it was not there.
He moved, thinking it was an illusion.
Until the whistle sounds.
Unable to suffocate, he quickly swam up and surfaced.
Indigo eyes have no vision function, but the senses are indeed sharp and real.
He felt the owner's breath and left and came back.