Chapter 271 The Wounded Tail

"…Give it to me, I'll do it myself." He said hoarsely.

"I'll beat you, and I'll leave after I'm done." Yu Zhuo had already come in front of Zhou Yanshu. He avoided the fish tail hanging on the ground and squatted in front of him as if he didn't see it. "You don't like me staying here, I'll beat you and leave, okay?"

Zhou Yanshu's lips were slightly closed, his breathing was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable. He lowered his eyes silently after hearing the words.

Yu Zhuo sighed secretly in his heart. He reached back with his palm and pushed the wet golden hair away from Zhou Yan's sparse neck.

Unlike before, the gland that had been dried up to the point of being almost deformed was slowly recovering. Perhaps due to the impact of the estrus period, it became red and swollen, showing visible pain and trembling.

Yu Zhuo took out the injection in his hand, and he hugged Zhou Yanshu's thin upper body, letting him relax and lean his head on his shoulder.

"It's a bit painful, just bear with it." Yu Zhuo tilted his head slightly, moved his fingertips, and quietly put the useless syringe into the corner.

Zhou Yanshu's upper body was covered in cold sweat. He had been naked and exposed to the air for a long time, and his skin had already become cold. Layers of grayish-white lines overlapped, climbed, and meandered, revealing a corner of a scale.

After looking at the lines, Yu Zhuo ran his palm down Zhou Yanshu's back and felt a large sticky area wet with sweat.

"...Did you hit him?" Zhou Yanshu half opened his eyelids, the emotion in his silver eyes was unclear, his fingers stiffened and then clasped Yuzhuo's lower back.

In fact, what he needed most was not inhibitors, but pheromones - the pheromones of the Alpha who had once marked him.

And these things...are not available in Yuzhuo now.

Zhou Yanshu lowered his eyelashes, he grasped the clothes on the side of Yuzhuo, and felt a slight pain in his breathing.

"...Yuzhuo!"

Zhou Yan arched his back slightly, shivers radiating from behind his neck. His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was warning someone, but also as if he was begging for mercy.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just an inhibitor, okay?" Yu Zhuo opened his lips slightly, his breath sprayed up, slowly brushing away the coolness on Zhou Yanshu's body, "I'm..."

Zhou Yanshu's eyes were inexplicably moist. He rested his forehead against Yu Zhuo's shoulder and tapped the ground with his tail.

Yu Zhuo hugged his lower back tightly, his golden eyes bright, and while whispering, he stroked Zhou Yanshu's thin back soothingly, from top to bottom, from light to slow.

The hoarse sound in Zhou Yan's throat gradually subsided.

The smell on Yuzhuo's body is almost exactly the same as when he was trying to survive a hundred years ago.

They filled the surroundings and then quietly dispersed, as if placing him back in some long-lost embrace.

"dear……"

Yu Zhuo was startled when he heard the voice, his teeth slightly exposed, looking a little disappointed.

"Who are you calling?"

Zhou Yanshu didn't say anything else. He felt weak, his flushed cheeks rested on Yuzhuo's shoulder, and his white eyelashes drooped.

Yu Zhuo stared at him for a few seconds, then stood up to pick him up. Zhou Yanshu immediately sensed something and grabbed the towel around his lower body again.

"I'm not going out."

"I know. I'll put it in the water for you." Mermaids originally live in the deep sea. Not to mention that Zhou Yanshu is now in the form of a mermaid. His silver tail is wide and covered with dense scales. Yu Zhuo would not be so stupid as to throw him on the bed.

Yu Zhuo drained all the cold water from the bathtub and filled it with warm water. Layers of mist rose up, finally adding warmth to the bathroom.

Zhou Yanshu leaned against the bathtub, his eyes were slightly red, and his gaze wandered vaguely over Yuzhuo's body.

"Okay." Yu Zhuo put the warm water in place in a short while. He tested the water temperature and walked towards Zhou Yanshu again.

Zhou Yanshu tightened his towel. Seeing his uncertain expression, Yu Zhuo said, "I know you are a mermaid. You have nothing to cover. Besides, your bottom is exposed. I can see it."

Zhou Yanshu's expression froze slightly, his fingertips turned pale, and he said, "I didn't cover it."

After he finished speaking, he relaxed the strength in his hands, and the folds of the bath towel gradually spread out to both ends. Zhou Yanshu's expression had returned to its original state.

Yu Zhuo noticed the unnatural look on his face. He picked up Zhou Yanshu and did not take off the bath towel covering his lower body for the time being.

"My spiritual form is a vampire cat, but I don't eat mermaids, and I won't bite your tail just because I see it." Yu Zhuo comforted him, "I'm not that perverted."

Yu Zhuo walked to the edge of the bathtub. The mist inside rose slowly. As he spoke, Yu Zhuo untied the bath towel on Zhou Yanshu's lower body.

The pure silver fish tail gradually came into view in his eyes, and Yu Zhuo paused in his words.

Zhou Yanshu was the former king of mermaids, and his fish tail was a rare pure silver color among the mermaids in thousands of years.

Yu Zhuo still remembered the scene of Zhou Yanshu resting on the shore long ago, with layers of silver scales covering him, hard and cold. The sunlight from the daytime poured down, printing colors on his scales and outlining a golden edge.

At that time he liked to smile at Yuzhuo nonchalantly with his eyes crooked, and his tail was also naughty, splashing out waves of pure white foam on the sea.

That was a scene that Yu Zhuo had deliberately recorded in his memoirs. He was worried that he would lose memory of the past after being away for too long, so he deliberately described everything about Zhou Yanshu in detail.

And now... this fish tail that he had described thousands of times in his memoirs as "incomparably beautiful" has become almost unrecognizable.

It was still pure silver in color, still covered with scales, with a smooth surface and flowing lines, but now there were scars deep to the bone.

The wound started from the waist and went down through the center of the entire fish tail, lifting up all the scales along the way, until it gradually became shallower and disappeared at the very bottom.

Yu Zhuo's eyes trembled. He looked at the scar in the middle of Zhou Yanshu's tail. His Adam's apple moved and he could not speak for a long time.

The scales around the scar had cracked, and no new ones had grown after all these years. Yu Zhuo didn't know how deep the wound was, but seeing Zhou Yanshu's current paralyzed state, he knew that he had injured his bones.

Why...why?

Didn't he escape at that time? Before Yuzhuo died, he had already prepared all the escape routes for him... Why did he still become like this?

Yu Zhuo's eyes ached as he held Zhou Yanshu in his arms. Suddenly, he felt his arms become stiff and cold, and he almost didn't have the strength to lift the person in his arms.

...He died too early.

Even after Yu Zhuo's death, Zhou Yanshu still found it difficult to escape.

The main system did not let him go.

"Pu Tong."

There was a clear sound in the bathroom. Yu Zhuo felt something light on his hand and when he lowered his eyes he saw Zhou Yanshu had turned over and fallen into the bathtub.