The Fallen Merman

The sound of the air-conditioning cooling was low, and the room was suddenly so quiet that you could hear needles falling. The two of them breathed gently, and the residual oppressive pheromone filled the entire room, making the people in it feel stressed.

Bai Chunian simply sat directly on the carpet, watching the pearl in his hand silently through the dim light.

Thinking of the first day I met Lan Bo because they were lying on two adjacent operating beds, Bai Chunian still remembered that this guy was very weak, his body was tense, and his fingers were clenching the operating table.

His fingernails can stick out like a cat's claws, and the medical pads under his body are connected to the operating table itself and several holes are cut.

The nurse selected the tools to be used not far away. The scalpel was put into the plate and made a chilling sound. The doctors and the anesthesiologist were discussing something.

Bai Chu's age has nothing to do with him lying on the operating bed and staring at the lamp in a trance, raised his hand boredly, and blocked the dazzling light with his palm.

The mermaid omega lying next to him moved, and Bai Chunian looked at him sideways, just in line with those deep and cold sapphire eyes.

An omega rarely has such a strong and wild look. Hearing that the researcher said that this was the newest devil fish humanoid caught in the Caribbean Sea, the research team immediately took him to land and return from Honduras.

The gland capacity of omega is smaller than that of alpha, so when its own energy is excessive, the excess gland energy will overflow, causing the gland cells to mimic evolution. Some excellent omega can undergo one-eighth mimic evolution, that is, appear on the body. Biological features are mostly reflected in the ears, tail, paw pads, etc. In theory, the higher the degree of mimicry evolution, the stronger the glands.

Lying beside Bai Chunian was a devil fish omega that had undergone half-evolution.

The doctors ended their short discussion, and the anesthesiologist came over and chatted with Bai Chunian: "A beautiful omega, right?"

"en." Bai Chunian agreed with him.

"He's very nervous," said the anesthesiologist. "You know, it's not painful after anesthesia. You coax him."

Bai Chunian thought for a while, then turned over to lie on his side, and lightly touched the mermaid's fins.

The omega twisted his body away from him, the fin touched by Bai Chunian was slightly congested and turned red, and soon returned to its original color.

Many creatures in nature change their body color due to emotional changes, and this fish looks a little angry.

Bai Chunian released a comforting pheromone, hugged the mermaid with the faint smell of brandy, and then stretched out a hand and stopped in front of him.

The mermaid was effectively comforted, and the instinctual fear eased a little, and bluntly touched Bai Chunian's fingers.

A layer of translucent webs grew between his fingers. Bai Chunian thought it was very funny, he gently poked his webbed, and then he intertwined his left and right hands to show the fish, happily showing that he could do this.

The mermaid looked at him dazedly, froze for a moment, and suddenly tore off the web between her fingers with her fangs, and clasped it together with the ten fingers of Bai Chunian's left hand.

The temperature of his hands was very low, but it was not cold. Instead, it had the coolness of the cold wind at six or seven o'clock in the morning.

Bai Chunian didn't see the outside world very often. He remembered the time when he followed the old researcher surnamed Bai out of the laboratory. The cool wind was blowing on him. The old man told him that it was early summer.

His old researcher was a fat old man in his 60s. He hung a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in the breast pocket of his white coat for many years, and carried a miniature edition of Rimbaud's poetry collection in his pocket.

Sometimes the experiment ended early, and the old man took out a small book to read. When he was reading, Bai Chunian sat in the isolation box leaning against the glass and looked at him, listening to the old man read in a voice as old as a short-circuited hair dryer:

"I embraced the summer dawn."

At that time, Bai Chunian thought that the poet that the old man liked to read was the ultimate romance in the world. In his few free time, he represented the sum of all the beautiful things outside Bai Chunian's imagination.

Bai Chunian carefully held the mermaid in his arms, and the mermaid's cold body was next to his chest.

"Rimbo."

This is the name he gave the mermaid.

Bai Chunian took out the small paper bag wrapped with fish scales from the pocket of the team uniform, put the pearls and a few pieces of blue scales together, folded it and put it back in the pocket, got up and sat beside Rimbaud's bed, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

Rimbaud turned into a ball again and did not move. What was different from before was that the blue fish tail and fins were congested and turned bright red.

"Your fault, why are you so angry?" Bai Chunian lay down beside him and used pheromones to comfort him.

Bai Chunian didn't want to recall the wound he just saw, but the scary appearance of the wound appeared in front of him involuntarily. There were more than one row of needle holes during the suture. Ulcer spots, it seems that his alpha is a reckless man who only rampages, and doesn't understand Lianxiangxiyu at all.

He regretted bringing Rimbaud here. He should have listened to the president's words and handed Rimbaud to the omega alliance expert team, and they would give him a comprehensive examination and diagnosis.

Under the comfort of the pheromone, Rimbaud opened his body unconsciously, and the fish tail returned to a peaceful blue color. When he fell asleep, his body was very soft and could be manipulated at will.

The cooling temperature of the air conditioner on the second floor was a bit low for Bai Chunian. He had a small layer of goose bumps on his forearm and neck, but he still hugged the softly sleeping fish into the crook of his arms, constantly releasing soothing pheromones to help Rimbaud repairs the fin he accidentally broke.

Lan Bo half-curled his body, his forehead lightly resting on Bai Chunian's chest, his light-colored eyebrows knitted together, his eyelashes trembled from time to time, and he was pitiful but unaware.

Can't blame him entirely. Every time he looked at Rimbaud, the pair of sea blue pupils could emit an invisible electric current that made his heart tremble. Could there be an alpha who could not fall into Rimbaud's breeding box? No, alpha is fundamentally Unable to contain the thought of touching him.

"After you go out, are you still escaping?" Bai Chunian lowered his head and kissed between Rimbaud's fluffy blond hair, "I kept you in the basement of my house, and came to accompany you every day to feed you, That way no one will know about you and won't take you away, okay?"

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