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It is night in Aphid Island.
Lan Bo didn't sleep in the sea tonight. He took the key that Bai Chunian left him, climbed into the empty instructor's single-person villa, opened the door, and there was still a faint smell of alpha pheromones inside.
Half a month passed, and Rimbaud hadn't smelled the smell he liked for a long time. Although half a month was only a brief moment in his lifespan, since meeting Bai Chunian, his time has slowed down.
He took out a half-sleeved T-shirt of Bai Chunian from the suitcase, sniffed it in his hand, stayed in the silent bedroom for a while, and then secretly put the T-shirt over himself.
After all, it's alpha's clothes, and it looks very loose on him, with a long hem that barely covers his fins.
Lan Bo picked up the collar, lowered his head and sniffed, then took another one and climbed into the bed, curled up on the bed where Bai Chunian had slept, and fell asleep with his clothes in his arms.
Someone caressed his heart tenderly in his sleep, he liked to be treated like that, but he was a king, of course he wouldn't say it.
Chapter 121
Bai Chunian sat on the hard bed and watched the water dripping from the moss-covered wall with his right eye, which was not covered by the bandage.
The island has a special climate, the four seasons are hot and humid, and some insects that are not commonly seen crawl quietly in the corners.
Eris was locked in the next door, often making some noises to lure the discipline over to yell at him, then laughing, trying every way to seduce the people outside, and then touching them - one was grabbed by his wrist. The guard was caught by a fishbone in his throat during lunch, and he went to the infirmary to take it out.
Eris never tires of it, so the time of confinement has been extended again and again, but he still hasn't changed a bit.
In the awake darkness, every minute is stretched and magnified infinitely, Eris is a guy who is unwilling to be lonely, and being alone will drive him crazy.
Bai Chunian sat quietly, a centipede with the thickness of a finger crawled between his fingers, and he exchanged two hands to let the centipede crawl forward endlessly.
In the half month of the solitary confinement, in addition to reviewing the details of his actions in his mind over and over again, Bai Chunian also had more than enough time to think about unimportant things.
For example, if an experimental subject whose lifespan is much longer than humans is locked here, one year, two years, ten years, fifty years, no one will know his existence, no one will come to visit, and no one expects them to go out , really disabled forever like a gun that was shelved after the war, spending a purposeless life in the dark is a horrible thing.
Bai Chunian rarely triggers the emotion of "fear", which may not have been considered when the researchers designed them, but he has truly felt a kind of anxiety spreading from the bottom of his heart these days.
Since the day Yan Yi asked him "why didn't he leave", Bai Chunian has also been thinking about the reason. He can leave in a dashing manner, play crazy with Lanbo all over the world, and even join the reptile organization to study how to take revenge on the world.
Maybe it's the rebellious mentality of adolescence, he doesn't want to do what others want him to do, and others are doing it, and only Rimbaud understands this.
Although the arrogant fish likes to order him to threaten him, only Rimbaud supports all his unreasonable decisions, he only wants this.
At the end of the empty corridor, there was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, followed by the sound of the closed door being unlocked.
Du Mo stood in front of him wearing a prison guard uniform: "It's time, come out."
He saw Bai Chunian sitting cross-legged on the bed board, playing with bugs in his hands boredly. After wearing the suppressor for a long time, his skin was pale and haggard, and his eyelids and lips were extraordinarily red.
It was such a slightly sickly young alpha. After getting used to the light, he glanced at his leather shoes, his eyes rose, passed by his uniform pants and tie, until he met him, and then greeted with a faint smile: "Good morning, sir. It seems that the warden didn't get up on time today, will he plan to go to the police station later?"
The unremarkable greeting sent a chill down Du Mo's back.
He was indeed the one who drove to pick up the warden this morning, because the warden said he didn't sleep well last night and couldn't get up in the morning. And later, he is indeed going to receive several police officers sent by the International Police Service.
Du Mo tried his best to maintain his demeanor in front of the prisoners, even though he knew how difficult Bai Chunian was. But he didn't notice that when he started to think so, he was already given the upper hand psychologically by the other party.
Bai Chunian threw the centipede into the drain, stood up, and walked out with Du Mo in his pocket. Another prison guard was opening the door of Eris's confinement room, and Eris was shaking the iron railings on the small window, making a big noise.
"Cough, let's go." Du Mo supported Bai Chunian's wrists and took him out. How could they say that they had cooperated before, and they didn't tear their faces at that time, so there was no need to make the surface atmosphere very stiff, although He was very afraid of this dangerous person in his heart.
He was an omega, and his height of 1.75 meters lowered his head beside Bai Chunian. Even if the white lion beside him was wearing a suppressor, the weak pheromone that overflowed from it would still produce species suppression on his crow glands.
Maybe Bai Chunian left a deep impression on him in the ATWL exam, which caused Du Mo to have ptsd on this person, always feeling that Bai Chunian wanted to harm him.
"Sir, I won't escape from prison, you don't need to be so nervous, I guarantee you can get this year's year-end bonus safely." Bai Chunian looked down at him and said happily, "You don't need to wear a gun when you approach me, because there is no need for a gun.Itβs easy to be countered by me.β
Du Mo silently suppressed the pistol hidden under the armpit of the police uniform jacket and gritted his teeth.This feeling of knowing what he's going to do, but not knowing what he's going to do, is very irritating and disturbing.
Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible not to send additional personnel to strictly guard him.Du Mo quickly thought of a guard scheduling plan. As long as Bai Chunian made a slight change, the sniper's muzzle would immediately be aimed at his head.
However, Bai Chunian didn't have any extra thoughts on him, the sun shone on him and relaxed after a long time, and he returned to the prison to have his first lunch with the inmates.