The Fallen Merman Chapter 20

Published at 5th of August 2022 01:30:03 PM

The air conditioning cooled down the room with a low breeze, and the room plunged into silence that a falling needle could be heard. The two men breathed lightly as residual oppressive pheromones filled the room, putting pressure on the people in it.

Bai Chunian simply sat directly on the carpet, staring at the pearl in his hand in silence through the dim light.

He remembered the first day he met Rimbaud, because they were lying on two adjacent operating beds. Bai Chunian remembered that this guy was very weak, his body was tense, and his fingers were digging tightly into the operating bed.

His nails reached out with sharp claws like a cat and gouged several holes in the medical pad under his body and the operating bed itself.

The nurses weren’t too far away picking out the tools, scalpels made bone-chilling clangs as they were put in the trays. The doctors and anesthesiologists were discussing something off to the side. 

Bai Chunian lied on the operating table looking at the lamp, careless of the things he held no concern of. He raised his hand in boredom, using his palm to block the dazzling light.

The merman omega lying beside him moved, and Bai Chunian glanced at him sideways, just in time to meet the pair of deep, cold sapphire eyes.

Omegas rarely possessed such strong and wild eyes. After hearing from the researcher that this was one of the latest manta ray humanoids caught in the Caribbean Sea, the research team immediately took him on the return voyage from Honduras.

Omega’s glandular capacity was smaller than alpha, so when they had excess energy, the excess glandular energy would overflow, causing the glandular cells to evolve mimicry. Some excellent omegas could undergo one-eighth mimetic evolution, where biological characteristics would appear on the body, mostly on the ears, tail, claw pads, or other positions. In theory, the higher the degree of mimetic evolution, the more powerful the glands were.

And lying next to Bai Chunian was a devilfish omega that had undergone half of the mimetic evolution.

After the doctors finished their short discussion, the anesthesiologist came over and chatted with Bai Chunian, “Beautiful Omega, right?”

“En.” Bai Chunian agreed with him.

“He’s nervous,” the anesthesiologist said, “and you do know that it’s not painful after anesthesia, so go ahead and coax him.”

Bai Chunian thought for a moment, turned over and lay on his side, and gently touched the merman’s fin.

The omega twisted his body away from him, and the fins that Bai Chunian touched turned slightly red and congested, but soon returned to their original color.

Many creatures in nature would change their body color due to emotional changes. This fish looked a little angry.

Bai Chunian released a soothing pheromone, embraced the merman with a faint smell of brandy, and then stretched out a hand and held it in front of him.

The merman was effectively soothed. His instinctive fear eased a little, and he touched Bai Chunian’s fingers slowly.

There was a layer of translucent webbing between his fingers. Bai Chunian thought it was interesting. He gently flicked at the web, and then he clasped the ten fingers of his left and right hands to show the merman, happily showing off that he could do it.

The merman looked at him blankly, dumbfounded, and suddenly tore off the webs with his sharp fangs, then clasped his ten fingers together with Bai Chunian’s left hand.

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

Bai Chunian hadn’t seen much of the outside world. In his memory, the cool wind blew on him when he followed the old researcher surnamed Bai out of the laboratory. The old man told him that it was early summer.

His old researcher was a fat old man in his 60s. He had a pair of gold-framed glasses hung on the chest pocket of his white coat all year round and carried a miniature edition of Rimbaud’s poetry in his pocket.

Sometimes the experiment ended early, and the old man would take out the small book to read. While he was reading, Bai Chunian would sit in the isolation box holding the glass and looked at him, listening to the old man reading in a voice that was as old as a short-circuited hair dryer:

“I have kissed the summer dawn.”

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

Bai Chunian carefully held the merman in his arms, and the mermaid’s cold body was close to his chest.

“Rimbaud.”

That was the name he came up with for the merman.

Bai Chunian took out the small paper bag with fish scales from his uniform pocket, put the pearl and the few blue scales together, folded the bag and put it back in his pocket, got up and sat down by Rimbaud’s bed, and opened the corner of the quilt.

Sure enough, Rimbaud had rolled into a ball again and didn’t move. Unlike before, the blue fish tail and fins had turned bright red and congested.

“It’s your fault. Why are you so angry?” Bai Chunian laid down beside him and comforted him with pheromones.

Bai Chunian didn’t want to recall the wound he just saw, but the hideous appearance couldn’t help but emerge in his mind. The suture had more than one row of needle holes, it seemed to have been stitched more than once. There were several white ulcer spots on the inner side of the red and swollen small hole. His alpha seemed like a reckless man, who could only run amok and didn’t know how to show mercy at all.

He regretted bringing Rimbaud here, he should’ve listened to the boss and handed him over to the Omega Alliance expert team, they would give him a full examination and treatment.

Soothed by the pheromones, Rimbaud unknowingly uncurled his body, his fishtail returned to serene blue, his body soft enough to be fiddled with as he slept.

The cooling temperature of the air conditioner on the second floor was a little too low for Bai Chunian. He had a layer of goose bumps on his upper arm and neck, but he still held the soft sleeping fish in his arms, constantly releasing soothing pheromones to help Rimbaud repair his accidentally broken fin.

Rimbaud was half curled up, his forehead resting gently against Bai Chunian’s chest, his light eyebrows furrowed together, and his eyelashes trembled from time to time, making him look pitiful unknowingly.

It wasn’t all his fault, every time he looked at Rimbaud, those aquamarine pupils let out an invisible current that made his heart flutter. Could there be any alpha who couldn’t fall into Rimbaud’s breeding box? No, no alpha could contain the thought of touching him. 

“After you get out, will you still run away?” Bai Chunian lowered his head and kissed Rimbaud’s fluffy golden hair, “I’ll raise you in my basement, and I’ll come to accompany you and feed you every day so that no one would know about you and won’t snatch you away, okay.”

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