The mermaid was standing in front of this wooden house, looking terribly lonely.
Until the moonlight disappeared and the island ushered in the morning light again, he finally moved again.
Tang Rou saw him turn his head slowly, and the facial features on his face gradually became clearer, turning into the face of a fish-tailed beauty. Those platinum silver eyes were locked on Tang Rou from the third perspective, seeming to break through the layers of fog and look straight at her.
To her soul.
He moved his lips and spoke silent words.
It was a wonderful language that Tang Rou had never seen before.
But at that moment, she understood what he meant.
"I will find you."
Tang Rou couldn't tell whether she was awakened by a shock or woke up naturally. She only knew that after waking up, there was a sense of loss in her heart that she didn't even understand.
The laboratory was very quiet. She looked around and found that the terrifying eel-tailed creature had disappeared. The body of the sea slug was still there, and it had been electrocuted into a weird look. The thick head had also been bitten off, leaving only a layer of hair attached to the neck.
Skin.
She had not eaten all day and night, was shocked by electric shocks, and was rained on, but Tang Rou's body was surprisingly energetic. She stretched her limbs and felt lighter than before.
She slowly turned around and saw the light outside through the glass wall, only to realize that it was already dawn.
The mermaid stood in front of the glass wall with her back to her. Her long hair was like soft seaweed sprinkled with gold, and also like a soul-calling flag that captured the soul.
Number 4 was suspended in front of him, like a blooming snow lotus.
The two of them seemed to be confronting each other, standing silently for a long time.
Tang Rou discovered that No. 4's cnidarian cells had been exposed from the soft ribbon, and several tentacles protruded from the hatch that was not closed, and were about to hang down on the mermaid, but he still stood unaware, unaware of the danger.
coming soon.
Tang Rou sat up and said, "No. 4!"
For a moment, the jellyfish's soft body froze and put the ribbon back.
The mermaid then backed away a little in fear as if she had just discovered it. The injured fish tail was bent and leaning on the table.
Tang Rou immediately stepped forward and found that the bandage wrapped around the fish's tail had already seeped out golden-red blood. The wound must have collapsed.
She glanced at No. 4 reproachfully, but she didn't expect him to look even more aggrieved.
The streamers were wrapped around the glass panel, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Tang Rou sighed, wondering why these experimental subjects were so hostile to each other.
After searching around, I found that the medicine box had escaped danger because it was near the sofa, so I grabbed the mermaid and dragged him back to the sofa, and then I quickly ran over and grabbed the medicine box.
At the same time, I saw the wrist-worn mobile phone thrown on the wooden floor, which had also been electrocuted by electric eels and turned black.
This completely cut off all means of communication with the outside world.
She squatted in front of the merman with the medicine box in hand. When she raised her eyes, she found that he was staring at her unblinkingly with platinum silver eyes. Those eyes reminded her of the dream she had just had.
Perhaps because they are both mermaids, she substituted this mermaid's face into her past memory.
She knew that those were all dreams. After all, she didn't know what happened after leaving the island. The lonely back of the mermaid must have been made up by her own mind, but when she thought of that scene, she felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.
"Let me see your wound." Tang Rou squatted in front of the mermaid and opened the medicine box.
When the gauze was lifted, it was a little better than expected.
The broken fish tail was slightly misaligned, and the wound that had been smeared with ointment was covered with a thin layer of mucous membrane, but it split during the rolling process.
Tang Rou said to him, "Sorry, please bear with me." Then she raised her hand and poured the disinfectant on slowly.
The mermaid didn't seem to know the pain, looking at her with those pure eyes, as if she deserved more attention than his poor docked tail.
It wasn't until Tang Rou raised her hand to smear his wounds and her fingertips landed on those cold and delicate scales that the mermaid finally reacted again.
His eyelashes trembled and he looked away.
It seems that not looking at it can alleviate the pain of being touched.
After everything was over, the two of them hid behind the sofa. Tang Rou worriedly pulled the remains of the bookcase that had been broken during the fight between the two creatures and blocked it in front of the sofa, forming a triangle to cover her body. Then she relaxed.
Some.
The mermaid raised her hand and touched her forehead.
"You said it would cool down and the fever would go down."
Tang Rou smiled.
"Thank you, my fever has gone away."
When the mermaid heard this, she pursed her lips and showed a very light smile.
Tang Rou was stunned again.
It was all because of that dream, which affected her state of mind.
I don't know if he lost too much blood, but he looked extremely white.
It seemed like it would turn into bubbles in the next second and disappear before your eyes.
Will the mermaid turn into a bubble?
Tang Rou thought about it and moved her arms. The lightness she noticed when she woke up was still there. Could it be that passing electricity is good for health? This is unreasonable.
The mermaid folded her hands, her beautiful cheek resting on her arm, and looked at her unblinkingly.
Like a kitten watching its master.
Perhaps it is not appropriate to describe him this way. Judging from his figure alone, this is because he can be called a handsome male body.
I don’t know how long I watched, but the mermaid closed her eyes, her delicate eyelashes drooping, quiet and ethereal.
Tang Rou also looked at him. His face was too pale. She reached out and touched it uneasily. The mermaid did not turn into foam or disappear, but this gentle touch made him fall down.
Tang Rou was startled and hurriedly supported him, only to find that not only did the mermaid not wake up, but she didn't even move her eyelashes.
It looked less like sleep and more like coma.
Just when Tang Rou was panicking, footsteps sounded.
Who is it? Is something coming again?
She pricked up her ears vigilantly, but she heard the footsteps gradually increasing, and the sound of heels hitting the floor sounded in a regular rhythm.
There are people, there are many people.
Tang Rou finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had found an oasis among those who had been wandering in the desert for a long time.
Someone came in, wearing the uniforms of base security officers and holding weapons.
It's the rescue team from the Tower of Babel, and they're finally here.
Tang Rou fell to the ground and stretched out her hand, "We are here."
They moved, and their eyes quickly locked onto Tang Rou and the unconscious mermaid behind the sofa.
The rescue team was well-trained. They quickly called the intercom and several people moved the things blocking the sofa away.
Then more people came in from outside. What was strange was that the rescue teams who came to rescue all wore thick goggles that were tightly buckled on their faces, blocking their sight.
Is this the base's new equipment?
Several people later put down an isolation stretcher made of all metal and with a thick glass cover next to the mermaid.
Even though they knew the rescue target in advance, they were still stunned for a moment when they touched the mermaid's exquisitely handsome face.
Tang Rou remembered that she had the same reaction when she saw a mermaid for the first time.