Mermaid Feeding Rules

Collins heard the singing again, and he got up from his chair in a trance, looked around, and walked out with some mechanical, unhurried steps.

"He's calling me..."

Collins murmured softly, pushed open the door, and walked down the corridor.

The researchers in the institute didn't care much about what he was going to do. They were very busy now, and they didn't have any extra attention to focus on Collins.

Anyway, no matter what, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to provoke mermaids, there won't be any big problems.

Therefore, no one noticed the strangeness in Collins.

The singing in his ears became clearer and clearer, but although the pronunciation of the lyrics sounded obscure and weird, like a language that Collins had never understood before, it was inexplicably attractive to him.

Collins walked faster and faster, and there was an eagerness in his eyes.

There is only one thought left in my mind, to see him...

He is waiting for me to meet him...

When Boyce came out of the laboratory, he saw Collins who was eager in his footsteps. Boyce and Collins could be regarded as having some friendship.

It was inevitable to take a look at him.

"Collins?" Boyce called as he approached.

But Collins didn't respond, didn't even look at him, as if he didn't hear Boyce's voice.

Boyce frowned, walked behind him and patted him hard. After the force was applied to his back, Collins stumbled and stumbled against the wall to stay steady and not fall, with a flash of clarity in his eyes.

Collins was a little puzzled how he went out and came here, and there was still a little pain behind his back, which should have been slapped hard by someone with a lot of strength.

"You...why am I here..." Collins turned to look at Boyce next to him. The strength behind him should have something to do with Boyce, and the words he had blurted out were swallowed back.

Boyce was a little worried about whether Collins was affected by what was left by s-19 last time: "Do you remember what just happened?"

Collins frowned gradually. He didn't seem to have any impression of how he got here. It seemed that he just walked away and woke up and was here.

Collins was still thinking about what happened in the room before, Boyce was standing beside him, and saw that Collins, who had been thinking seriously, suddenly diverged a little.

Just as he was about to interrupt him, Collins suddenly turned his head and gestured towards him with a serious look of silence.

He closed his eyes and turned his ears to listen to something, and Boyce also subconsciously paid attention to the movements around him.

very quiet…

All Boyce could hear was the sound of breathing on himself and Collins.

But Collins seemed to be fascinated by a voice that Boyce couldn't hear. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Boyce: "Did you hear that?"

"what?"

Boyce wanted to know what Collins had heard, but Collins closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

Boyce felt a faint abnormality in him, and was just about to wake him up as before, when the singing in Collins' ears stopped, and he suddenly woke up.

"What did you just hear?" Boyce couldn't help but ask, although he didn't have any hope for an answer.

Sure enough, after waking up, Collins seemed to have forgotten what he had just said and shook his head.

Boyce always felt that Collins was in a bad situation.

He glanced at Collins and suggested, "You should take someone with you in the future."

If he was really left alone, there was no telling where he would be when he woke up.

After Boyce finished speaking, he looked down at the time and then looked up at Collins: "Where are you going now?"

"Go back to the dormitory." Collins had finished his dinner and had nowhere else to go.

"I'll take you for an inspection first and then go back to the dormitory?" Boyce looked at him inquiringly after speaking, taking advantage of the fact that the inspection is done now, and the results will come out tomorrow to see if any problems can be found.

Collins was also a little scared about what he had just done. Fortunately, Boyce found out that if Boyce was not there, he didn’t know what would happen then.

The two met Hobbs near Collins' dormitory, and he had always been enthusiastic about Collins.

As soon as they saw them, they took the initiative to come up and say hello.

Collins looked at the person walking towards him, and suddenly there was someone who could look at him.

Although the research institute has a lot of work now, the people in the group that Hobbs and the others randomly assigned to Collins before are not very outstanding, and since there were a lot of things some time ago, they have not been dismantled, and they are still under Collins in name.

This time they didn't use much of their manpower, so Hobbs was actually not very busy.

And Collins also knows that Hobbs has been ingratiating himself. He and Hobbs do not compete, so he will not have any reason to deliberately harm himself.

It's not that Collins hasn't heard all kinds of gossip about the recent events of the Institute, and he knows that Boyce is very busy, so it seems that Hobbes is the most suitable at present.

"Do you have anything else to do next?" Collins asked, coming over to touch Hobbs.

Hobbs was stunned for a moment, looked at his expression hesitantly, and then replied, "I have nothing else to do."

"That's right, you can go back to my dormitory with me." After Collins finished speaking, he turned to thank Boyce, he remembered that Boyce had just said that he had sent himself to dinner before going to dinner: "You go to dinner first. Bar."

Boyce looked at Hobbs and nodded when he saw that Collins had made a decision.

Then he couldn't help but exhorted one more sentence: "You guys remember to stay together at night too."

Collins nodded. He had already thought about it on the way here. When he went to bed at night, he would use a rope to tie a rope around the wrists of the two people, so that he would not sneak away in the middle of the night.

Collins glanced at Boyce. In fact, he wanted to live with Boyce for the night more than Hobbes.

But Boyce rejected Collins' proposal when he mentioned that he wanted to move in with him. There was still a mermaid in the dormitory. How could Boyce let Collins follow him in.

Collins was not annoyed after being rejected by Boyce, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he was indeed a little unconsidered.

"Your dormitory is really not convenient for me to live in." After all, Boyce may put some materials in the dormitory, and it is normal for some things to be inconvenient for him to see.

"Then you can move in and live with me." So Collins changed his mind.

But he was rejected by Boyce.

"I'm not used to living with other people." Boyce lied without changing his face, and at the same time quietly stepped back a little, trying not to have physical contact with Collins.

Garcia began to enter the breeding season a few days ago, which was different from the relevant records that Boyce had seen in his predecessors' notes.

Garcia's breeding season did not appear to be irritable and irritable. Boyce felt that he was more sensitive than before, and at the same time, he was more possessive of Boyce.

Mermaids seem to be able to resist most of the reactions brought on by the breeding season, so Boyce doesn't know much about Garcia's specific feelings.

Boyce is usually in the research institute, and he always has to have physical contact with his colleagues. Before Garcia entered the breeding season, he was fine. Now he is too concerned about the other breaths that appeared in Boyce and it is unbearable.

But Garcia also knew that Boyce was busy with things that were important to him, so although he really wanted to keep Boyce in the dormitory with only the two of them, the small space that was originally cramped is now seen by Garcia. The size just couldn't be better, if they could be smaller it would be able to fit them better.

But Garcia, who was still sensible, didn't say anything to tell him not to go out.

I just couldn't help but say to him, "You have someone else's breath..."

Boyce knew that Garcia was a reaction during the breeding season, and knew that Garcia had restrained himself. Boyce was still a little distressed about this, but the research could not stop, he could only try to avoid physical contact with other people.

Boyce thought of Garcia again, couldn't help losing his mind, and looked back at Hobbs and Collins who had left.

I just hope nothing happens tonight.

On the way, Collins thought that he would sometimes suddenly lose his mind, and then he became a little strange and walked out and told Hobbs: "If you see me like this, remember to wake me up."

Hobbs nodded.

But the two did not respond as Collins said until they returned to Collins' dormitory. Collins went to take a bath first, and Hobbs was waiting at the gate of the dormitory, and it was inevitable that he was a little more contemptuous of Boyce and Collins' words.

Shouldn't Collins be sleepwalking?

Hobbs thought absentmindedly, then looked up in the direction of the bathroom.

Hobbs felt that he felt quite normal now, but it seemed strange that Collins kept reminding himself that he had to see him.

Especially after Collins took a bath and changed Hobbs in, he insisted on attaching a long rope to the hands of the two, and also moved a stool to wait at the door.

With this idea in mind, Hobbs came out of the shower and found that there was no one at the door, only the other half of the rope was left. After a moment of panic, he looked around and found that Collins had been lying under the quilt for some time. On the bed, and having fallen asleep in such a short period of time, I was relieved.

He looked down at Collins, who was sleeping soundly. He turned his back to himself. After falling asleep, his body curled up slightly, his breathing was gentle, and the quality of sleep seemed to be good. Hobbs just shouted several times, but he didn't seem to hear it. completely unaffected.

Otherwise, he will go back to his dormitory first...

It was a little hasty to move in just now, and Hobbs didn't bring some of the things he used to.

He glanced at Collins again.

"Just leave for a while, there shouldn't be any problem..." Hobbs whispered, and then went out the door with confidence.

After Hobbs closed the door, Collins, who was lying on the bed, turned over and turned from facing the wall to facing the outside, revealing his sleepy face that was not very peaceful.

Some psychedelic songs sounded in my ears, and the ethereal voice seemed to be calling for something.

"I'm waiting for you…"

"I want to see you…"

Even in his sleep, it seemed that someone had put these sounds into his ears.

The person lying on the bed rolled his eyes and finally opened his eyes.

He sat up straight and lifted the quilt on him: "He's waiting for me..."

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