Fu Buyan was adopted by the famous collector Mr. Luo when he was fifteen years old.
He was only nominally adopted; in reality, Fu Buyan was his bodyguard, henchman, assistant, and shadow who cleaned up his messes.
Mr. Luo, a renowned collector of galaxies, has amassed countless rare treasures, both living and inanimate. He desires only to rule them and become the master of this beautiful and fallen alien race.
Having spent many years by Mr. Luo's side, Fu Buyan was very experienced in dealing with aggressive alien races. Even when he was attacked and his stomach was ripped open during an escort mission, Fu Buyan was able to capture the alien race first before bandaging his own wound.
But when faced with this seemingly harmless mermaid, he seemed to lose his mind. The impulse that had been suppressed in his heart kept knocking and pounding on the door, about to break through the shackles and make him take revenge on this wicked mermaid.
Stupid thing.
Fu Buyan thought to himself, "She's clearly in her molting period, yet she deliberately wraps her tail around his hand. If she gets bullied, she'll definitely complain about him again, and she'll keep dropping pearls endlessly."
She's both delicate and innocent, the kind of girl Fu Buyan simply can't afford to raise.
She might sleep on a fur blanket taken from a Firefox today, eat fish roe from the deep polar sea tomorrow, and beg him to turn the whole house into a seawater swimming pool the day after tomorrow, all while she's in tears.
Such a delicate face, such a delicate manner...
Once you touch it, you can't get rid of it or shake it off.
But she looked so pitiful when she was trapped in the cage.
It's as if they're just waiting for him to come to their rescue.
Fu Buyan thought to himself, "She has such a beautiful face, yet she can't even ask for help. She can only sit there, letting others manipulate and bully her."
Where are his protectors? Are they all dead?
Anyway, men are easy to catch, so why can't he catch a few more?
Now Fu Buyan has come, but not to save him; instead, he is leading him to his death.
Fu Buyan didn't know if he was being soft-hearted, nor did he understand why he had endless thoughts whenever he saw Qian Yuan. He didn't show any expression on his face. Seeing that Qian Yuan was still holding him tightly, he stopped the car halfway and went to the convenience store.
Fu Buyan brought Qianyuan an ice pack and pressed it lightly on Qianyuan's forehead. Only then did Qianyuan finally stop hugging him and start hugging the ice pack.
He had barely breathed a sigh of relief when the little guy threw the ice pack aside, snuggled into his arms, and mumbled something for a long time, but he couldn't make out what Qianyuan was saying.
It seemed like I heard "Dad".
Fu Buyan's expression immediately darkened.
He shook Qianyuan awake, secured him to the passenger seat, and then told him:
"I'm not your father."
Qian Yuan felt extremely uncomfortable all over. The effects of the medication were particularly noticeable on him. His fair skin had an unnatural red tinge, like a steamed shrimp or a plump, ripe fruit.
He struggled to open his eyes and saw a familiar figure before him, but his dazed gaze couldn't focus on the man's face.
"Who are you?"
"I don't remember you."
Qianyuan gasped for breath, wanting to touch Fu Buyan, but she had no strength. She could only cry with tears in her eyes, which were red.
"I'm sorry... I don't remember you..."
Pat-pat.
Tears, like pearls, dripped one by one onto the seat, just like Fu Buyan's heart, torn apart by tears.
Pat-pat.
Fu Buyan slammed on the brakes and covered Qian Yuan's eyes.
"Don't cry."
"Don't cry...we," we don't know each other.
For some reason, Fu Buyan couldn't bring himself to say those words.
He was at a loss for a long time, but Qian Yuan took the initiative to press her face against Fu Buyan's palm.
His clear, slightly nasal voice rang out:
"Are you going to wipe my tears? Why did you stop? If you wipe them away, I won't cry anymore."
Even though Qian Yuan had forgotten everything, he could still sense Fu Buyan's wavering heart.
Therefore, even in such a situation, he would still take the initiative to consider the other person's feelings.
When Fu Buyan actually touched something soft and warm, he couldn't control his reason. With a cold face, he still wiped away Qian Yuan's tears and even took out a tissue to blow her nose.
The little one wiped away her tears, leaned back in her seat, and tried to suppress her discomfort. After a while, Qianyuan fell asleep again.
The car finally quieted down.
Fu Buyan looked at the road that was about to turn, and then glanced at Qian Yuan's face in the rearview mirror.
The warmth from his touch still seemed to linger in his palm, and for the first time, a thought of hesitation crossed his mind.
But the beeping notification sound from his phone kept urging him on.
Fu Buyan seemed to be weighing whether this little guy who had fallen from the sky was significant enough.
Is it worth him taking such a risky move as to betray his adoptive father?
Qian Yuan was in dire straits and had no way of thinking about recalling familiar figures, nor could she see through Fu Buyan's thoughts, let alone have the strength to seek help from Osiris.
He could only close his eyes again.
...
"Heart rate is normal, blood pressure is normal, and the medication is being released."
"He is in the process of molting and his body is very fragile, so we need to be careful with the dosage."
Chiyuki was later awakened by the sound of a group of people talking.
He opened his eyes and found himself transferred to a huge culture tank.
There were many people in white coats surrounding me.
I don't know if they were experimenters or doctors.
The middle-aged man, who looked to be in his thirties or forties and dressed in fine clothes, who was standing at the farthest point, slowly walked over when he saw that Qianyuan had opened her eyes.
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