The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

"Have I been sleeping all this time?"

"Well, you look very tired, I don't want to disturb you." He Songming closed the window, "The weather is going to change, there may be a storm tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Where are the others? Are they all there?"

"They should be in their respective rooms, I didn't go to see them."

Ruan Mobei nodded. In his sleep, he sweated a lot, his body was sticky, and there seemed to be dried tears at the corners of his eyes. He did cry in the dream, and he was bitten and cried by that He Songming who didn't know the severity of his mouth.

He touched his lips, but fortunately, there was no bleeding.

He Songming stared at his fingers pressing his lips, and looked away, "Are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and get something to eat."

"I want to take a shower first."

"Then I'll cook and bring you some food."

"Isn't it a little too dangerous for you to be on your own?"

"It's okay, I know what's going on."

He Songming's tone was flat, since he knew what he had said, there must be no problem.

After frequent dreams, Ruan Mobei became more certain that there was a relationship between He Songming and this manor that none of them knew about.

He is definitely not as simple as a foreman on the surface.

He Songming went out to make dinner, and Ruan Mobei sat on the bed to relax for a while, the intertwined rain marks blurred the scene outside the window, and only the shadow of the forest in the distance could be seen.

The two He Songmings in the dream and reality are completely different, one is bloodthirsty and cruel, the other is calm and gentle.

Ruan Mobei rubbed his forehead and stood up. He took clean clothes and went to take a shower.

Although he wanted to take a dip in the bathtub like He Songming did before, Ruan Mobei still didn't take action. He didn't know what happened recently, and he was extremely sleepy. Drowning is bad.

After cleaning it carefully and making sure that all the hair that should be on his body is still growing there, Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief. In the dream, he was shaved clean.

After wiping his body clean and putting a towel on his head, Ruan Mobei put on clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom. He fell asleep immediately after lunch. He was actually not very hungry.

I don’t know when the rain will stop. I heard from He Songming that there may be thunderstorms the day after tomorrow. Now that the communication device has no signal, it is impossible to know the accurate information of the weather forecast. He Songming probably speculates from other places or his experience in the manor all the year round. out of it.

After a while, He Songming opened the door and came in, holding a tray. His hands were very steady, and there were many things on the tray, which did not shake at all.

"You've done so much?" Ruan Mobei was surprised.

"Fortunately, eat more." He Songming put the plates on the table one by one. The champagne brought by Ruan Mobei at noon was not finished yet. Ruan Mobei found two goblets and gave them to him and He Songming respectively. Poured a glass.

Ruan Mobei asked casually, "Where are the others?"

"They should go downstairs to get something to eat when they're hungry."

He Songming's attitude is obvious. He no longer wants to take care of other people in detail. As the foreman here, after Director Li "disappeared", he has been deceived by those people for various reasons. Now the shadow of death is everywhere. , everyone is equal, and there is no need for him to continue to be the responsible foreman.

Accompanied by the sound of the rain, he drank champagne and had dinner. Before Ruan Mobei could stand up, He Songming had already cleared away all the plates and tableware.

He Songming put the things aside for the time being, and said, "I'll go and clean up. Don't go out alone during this time, okay?"

"Yeah." Ruan Mobei arranged the tables and chairs, and cleaned the room a little.

He Songming may have to wait for a while before he can come back. Ruan Mobei felt bored immediately, and he poured himself another glass of wine, which he found inexplicably unpleasant.

There was another unopened bottle of champagne. Ruan Mobei stared at the bottle on the table for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to take it over, opened it forcefully, pointed at the mouth of the bottle, and took a big gulp.

He drank most of the wine in a few sips, and drank it like water. The alcohol content of the champagne was not high, and it was almost like a drink to Ruan Mobei, who had a good capacity for alcohol.

Raising his hand to wipe his mouth, Ruan Mobei opened the curtains, the sky was covered by rain clouds, and he couldn't see the once bright moon. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly outside.

...I really want to go out.

No, he promised that He Songming would not go out and run around.Ruan Mobei shook his head vigorously. He wanted to take the book on the bedside table, but he saw the accompanying crystal emitting blue light at his feet.

Huh?

Ruan Mobei leaned over to pick it up, and a layer of blue powder was immediately stained on his fingertips.

There was a splashing sound in the pool, and the splashed water fell on his bare calf. The shoes on Ruan Mobei's feet disappeared at some point. Sprinkled down, leaving a circular light spot on the ground.

"Just now, your soul disappeared again."

The voice came from behind, Ruan Mobei turned his head, and He Songming was standing behind him, it was completely naked, its golden eyes seemed to be shining under the moonlight, and the scarlet eye became more and more colorful. deep.

"I went to another place." Ruan Mobei replied softly, the wind poured in from the neckline of his robe, and the pattern he had just drawn for He Songming remained on the ground, the circle was used as a planet, and it was dragged out during movement. tail marks.

"Is your soul complete? I mean, is there a missing part of you now?"

The other party seemed to be unable to understand the meaning of his words, and kept silent. Ruan Mobei gave up on asking He Songming. Compared with the foreman in reality, the He Songming in the dream lacked too much consciousness. Act purely on instinct.

"Bride." It said suddenly, "Many years ago, the bride, ran away."

"Huh?" Ruan Mobei didn't understand what he meant.

He Songming said intermittently, "I can't find it, I lied to me, kill it, I won't run away."

"I won't run away." The words gradually became dangerous, Ruan Mobei hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

He Songming stared at him fixedly, the different emotions in the scarlet and golden pupils of different colors seemed to split it into two completely different parts.

"……fraud."

"I didn't lie to you, I never lied to you." Ruan Mobei tentatively stretched out his hand and lightly touched its finger hanging beside him, "Come on, let me tell you the rest of the story, see Can you recall anything?"

Ruan Mobei looked at the pattern on the ground, and recalled where the story had ended, as if it had just begun?What happened before he came back to reality last time?

He Songming seemed to be asking who he was, but before he could answer, he was dragged into reality and awakened by the sound of thunder.

The interface between reality and dream seemed to become more and more blurred. In the dream, he could feel the moisture of the rain in reality and hear the rumbling thunder.

But in reality, the accompanying crystals growing on the cave wall appeared under his feet, and the reading lamp turned into the moon hanging high above his head.

The time he fell into the dream seems to be getting longer and longer. When he first came here, he just heard a strange calling in his dream. Later, sitting on a bamboo raft and floating along the water, he met He Songming in the cavity below, and began Falling asleep suddenly in all sorts of strange ways.

Today, the time of waking up in reality has been shortened to just a few hours.

Ruan Mobei doesn't know how things will develop in the end. When the reality is shortened and shortened, and he stays too much in the dream, will his body in reality die just like that?

The foreman He Songming will take care of him in reality. If he really sleeps for too long, the other party should wake him up in time.

Realizing this, Ruan Mobei felt relieved a little. He restrained himself, held the blue crystal, and drew lines on the ground again.

"The planet has been wandering in the vast universe for a long time, and it has encountered many stars along the way. There are traces of life on those planets, or they are barren and full of poisonous gas, but no matter what kind of planet, there is nothing like it. Thinking creatures."

"Is it dead? Or is it sleeping? Or has it never existed? The planet feels lonely like never before. It speeds up and drifts in the universe day and night, hoping that one day, the empty and boring life like stagnant water can be changed. .”

"Until...it was in deep space and found a little device in action."

Ruan Mobei drew the shape of the capsule spaceship, pulled it out with an arrow, and pointed to the stickman and the head of the cat, indicating that there was a human and a kitten inside.

"There are two lives in this strange thing, and they will continue to turn and move. The planet has been following them for a long time. One day, they seem to have discovered it and flew towards its position. The planet avoided it vigilantly. gone."

"What is this? Every time that thing slows down or changes direction and tries to get closer, the planet will immediately run away far away. It needs to observe for a while. Is it a planet? But how can there be such a small planet? The two small two The two creatures could only be pitifully huddled together, barely able to move."

He Songming squatted beside him, listening quietly, wondering if he understood.

In a trance, Ruan Mobei seemed to have returned to the lush tropical jungle on the earth. The ignorant savage squatted like this, tilting his head to look at the traces drawn by branches on the ground, and followed him to read.

His lips couldn't help but draw a slight curve, but his heart couldn't help throbbing. All the memories of the past are like icing sugar quenched with poison.

"Soon, that thing broke into a meteorite belt, it was hit, and it spun rapidly in a certain direction."

"The planet rushed up, and it was the first time it actively approached so close, so close that the thing was like an insignificant gravel in front of it, capturing it with gravity, allowing it to land on its own body."

Ruan Mobei's nose was a little sore, he was clearly just stating what had happened, but Weiming's emotion was stronger than any sensational movie.

He Songming frowned, changed his posture, and seemed a little impatient. Ruan Mobei looked at it carefully, and asked softly, "Did you remember anything?"

The other party let out an irritable cold snort from his nasal cavity, raised his hand abruptly, and slapped out the crystal that Ruan Mobei used for drawing, expressing his emotions intuitively and vividly.

Ruan Mobei: ……………

The bad temper made Ruan Mobei want to stand up and kick it in the face, but he couldn't, if he dared, he would be torn to pieces in the next second.

No, it should lie on the ground like a dead body with a bulging belly, and become a breeding ground and human nourishment for its "offspring".

Ruan Mobei was frightened by the imaginary picture and shivered.

Other than this, he didn't know any other way to awaken He Songming's memory about the protoss.

Could it be... Do you have to let him do that?

He raised his hand and touched his lips. The wounds that were gnawed by He Songming violently had not fully healed, and a light touch would bring unspeakable pain.

"Well, you don't seem all that willing to listen to stories."

Ruan Mobei sighed, he gathered his robe so that his knees could move normally without restraint, supported He Songming's arm, and knelt in front of it.

He Songming frowned, leaned back, his eyes showed vigilance, the skin on his back was cracked, and three or four flesh-purple tentacles protruded from the crack, unconsciously twisting in the air, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Ruan Mobei tried his best to ignore the murder weapon with countless eye-like suction cups on its back, took He Songming's face with both hands, and placed a kiss on its lips.

The same thing happened in the caves under the sea, the hotbeds that the mermaids built for them.

Ruan Mobei's fingers trembled a little, he stepped back briefly, the tip of his nose touched He Songming's cold nose, adjusted his mood, and kissed him again.

He Songming had no expression on his face, seemingly indifferent, but the tentacles suddenly stretched out in all directions behind him betrayed his emotional fluctuations.

Sure enough, it responded to physical contact.

After the sanity subsides, the memory that once remained in the body will become another form of instinct, imprinted on every behavior.

Ruan Mobei felt a little sad. It turned out that his departure...had such serious consequences?

Ruan Mobei continued to take the initiative to deepen the kiss until He Songming gave him a weak response.

Before he had time to be happy, he was pushed to the ground and fell to the ground.

He Songming rushed forward, and the tentacles behind him danced wildly, smashing the boulder next to him at once, and the flying gravel brushed Ruan Mobei's cheek, cutting a thin wound.

The blood flowed out slowly, He Songming lay on his body, stuck out his tongue, and licked off Ruan Mobei's blood bit by bit.

The tongue coating rubbed against the wound repeatedly, quite forcefully, and the pain caused was even deeper than the wound. Ruan Mobei closed one eye forcefully, waiting tensely all over.

Finally licking the wound until no more blood could flow out, He Songming pursed his lips, as if reminiscing the taste of blood, he stared down at Ruan Mobei who was lying on his back, and suddenly lowered his head.

This time its target was no longer Ruan Mobei's poor neck and lips. The moment his teeth bit on his collarbone, Ruan Mobei shuddered, waiting for the pain that followed.

but no.

He Songming restrained his strength, and the sharp teeth did not bite through the fragile human skin. It seemed to bite Ruan Mobei's body fiercely, leaving tooth marks one after another.

"Slow down, my boy, slow down..."

Ruan Mobei stroked the back of its neck and tried his best to calm He Songming down. Compared with the mania before, it has indeed improved a lot.

Such physical contact... how much does it recall?

The moonlight reflected in Ruan Mobei's eyes, the heavy body in his arms was as cold as a pool of water, and the soft limbs protruding from the back slowly retracted into the terrible gap.

The wind gradually became violent, blowing the windows with bang bangs, and with the sound of branches being snapped not far away, a thick cloud floated low, as if it was at the hole at the top of the cavity, covering the bright round. the moon.

In his hand is the painting left by the blue fluorescence. The planet captured the capsule spacecraft, and humans and cats hid in the dormant cabin and made an emergency landing in a forest.

Not far away is a beach where fluorescent waves often appear.

But before Ruan Mobei could tell He Songming about this, he closed his eyes, and his body gradually became dull, as if... his soul was going to wake up in another place.

When he opened his eyes again, the outside of the window was already engulfed by the violent rain.

As the foreman said, the thunderstorm really came, and the blue-purple lightning shuttled through the gray and black clouds, smashing towards the ground, bringing flashes of lightning, and turning everything into a pale color.

Ruan Mobei was a little worried about the forest over there. Many forest fires were caused by lightning strikes.

The manor has been safe and sound for so many years. There should be a lightning protection device installed next to the forest.

The lights in the room were turned off, Ruan Mobei glanced at the smart bracelet, it was 05:30 in the morning.

He slept through the next day after the meal.

At this time...it was already the fifth night in the manor.

A bolt of lightning struck down, and the dazzling electric light contained endless energy, illuminating the sky and the earth.

With the light of the lightning, Ruan Mobei could clearly see He Songming who was sleeping on the other bed. He was lying on his back, and the lines of his side face were coated with a layer of silver light, like a person sleeping in the dark night...

Ruan Mobei couldn't think of suitable words, so he had to give up.

He is quite lucid now, with no teeth marks on his arms, neck, or collarbone. Although the boundary between dreams and reality is gradually blurring, the two still do not interfere with each other.

Thanks to this, Ruan Mobei didn't panic completely. With two He Songming around, he couldn't keep in touch with the crazy one.

After sleeping for too long that day, Ruan Mobei stood up quietly, trying not to wake He Songming up, but the thunderstorm outside was so heavy that he had to make a lot of noise to cover up the sound of the wind and rain.

Turning on the small lamp in front of the table, Ruan Mobei looked out the window and stared quietly for a while. The He Songming in the dream was the protoss who accompanied him on the Twilight Star for more than a month 500 years ago.

What about He Songming who is sleeping on another bed now?

Will he also be an incarnation of the protoss?The origin of the protoss exists in the underwater temple. Will the origin be divided into two after the temple is destroyed, and the part representing instinct and cruelty will become the evil god in the cavity below the dream, madly pursuing the instinct of reproduction? , and the other part became He Songming, the foreman in the manor?

Then... Are the memories they experienced together before also in this He Songming's mind?

But He Songming never told him, why?

If the memory still exists, after recognizing himself, He Songming doesn't have to pretend to be like a stranger.

Ruan Mobei couldn't help but recall the last words Gui Lu said to him yesterday.

—Someone is avenging you.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, he quietly walked to He Songming's bed, and sat sideways on his side.

He stared closely at He Songming, hoping to see something extraordinary, such as... the traces in the spirit vision.

But nothing.

Ruan Mobei was a little disappointed. He Songming's face was still the one he was most familiar with. He had seen the restless sleeping face of the other boy in the Ice Age, and he had seen his most innocent appearance in the cave in the tropical jungle. I have experienced the absolute light of reason in the inner space.

But... there is a little difference that cannot be explained.

Ruan Mobei didn't know if it was because his mood had changed, after all, He Songming was no longer a simple friend to him.

After looking at it, something might happen, Ruan Mobei stood up, walked to the door, he wanted to go out to get some air, he was bored in the room all day, except sleeping and eating, no matter how good-looking a person would feel dizzy.

But going out alone...would it be dangerous?

Ruan Mobei turned his head to look at He Songming, who was in a deep sleep, so it's better not to disturb him.

The shoelaces were untied, Ruan Mobei squatted down and tied the shoelaces.

The moment he stood up, he saw a faint green trace in a certain corner of the doorknob.

The angle of the marks was quite tricky, and it was impossible to find them with a normal standing angle. If Ruan Mobei hadn't tied his shoelaces by the door, he wouldn't have seen them either.

He squatted down and observed the trace carefully. It was a...fingerprint.

It is the fingerprint of the thumb that will be left when the door is opened.

The creature that can be seen by the spirit vision once opened the door from the inside, Ruan Mobei frowned. From the beginning to the end, after the doctor died, only he and He Songming came to their room.

Are the fingerprints left by He Songming?

At the beginning, He Songming had been wearing white gloves, and it was impossible to leave fingerprints. Later, he got rid of the gloves, and he did not find similar traces anywhere else.

Did He Songming forget to clean up this fingerprint left alone in a blind spot?

Ruan Mobei's speculation about everything in the manor became more and more certain. Assuming that He Songming was really the incarnation of the protoss, the appearance of those vines and the sudden changes in the manor would be easy to explain—the prosper could control this everything on the planet.

If this is the case, there is no way he will be surprised if he goes out alone.

He Songming won't hurt him, at least, the foreman He Songming who is sleeping on the bed now, won't hurt him.

As Gui Lu said, everything He Songming did was to avenge him.

Ruan Mobei lightly pressed the doorknob and walked out of the room.

The sound of the rain suddenly became louder. Compared with the warmth in the room, it was a bit cold outside, but fortunately, he was wrapped in a coat when he came out.

Ruan Mobei pulled up the zipper and shrunk his neck. The corridor on the second floor of the main building is closed, and the doors of other rooms are also tightly closed. It is now past five o'clock in the morning. Apart from him, no one should be awake. Let's go.

The retro-shaped wall lamp was on, illuminating the corridor covered with velvet carpets. The blood stains at the door of the secretary's room disappeared, only the nearby carpets showed a particularly different dark color because of the blood absorbed.

He Songming probably cleaned it up while he was asleep. After all, a puddle of dried blood left on the crack of the door and on the floor always scares people.

The footsteps were absorbed by the carpet, leaving only a muffled sound, Ruan Mobei went all the way to the West District.

This is where the staff lived, and the door connecting the two areas was usually locked, but for some reason, Ruan Mobei pushed it lightly, and it opened.

He walked in, and after the staff disappeared out of thin air and He Songming lived with him again, all the lights in the West District were turned off.

Ruan Mobei groped to find the switch on the wall, turned on the wall lamp, and the unfamiliar area was illuminated. He had never been here before, and he was not even in the team in charge of this area when he first searched for Director Li.

The overall structure of the manor is symmetrical, so the west and east areas look exactly the same.

The wind blew across the promenade, and the rain was slanted and wet the carpet.

Ruan Mobei stood by the railing, looking down at the atrium surrounded by buildings.

The hibiscus tree was swaying in the rain, and the flowers that had been hidden in the lush green leaves were knocked to the ground, turning into bright red in the mud.

It's a pity that during this period of time, I have been running around because of various things, and I haven't really appreciated this flower tree that only blooms at night.

Ruan Mobei lay on the railing, quietly looking at the courtyard below. He had a lot of things in his mind, but he didn't seem to think about anything. The sound of the pattering rain surrounded him monotonously, and the wind blew through his skin with moisture.

It's been a long time since I had the time to be alone and think quietly.