The Love-Hate and Grudges Between Me and the Mermaid - Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Getting sick means one should take medicine.

But Yi An didn’t seem to think so.

She let Bu Yan sleep, while she herself went to the room where the Alien God was placed.

“Why do humans like to lie?” Yi An lit five sticks of incense and inserted them into the altar. Kneeling on a pure cotton mat, she slowly voiced her dissatisfaction.

“I am her partner. It’s fine if she lies to others, but why does she have to lie to me?”

“Humans really aren’t anything good.”

“God, if it were you, what would you do in this situation…”

The Alien God did not answer her; its compassionate gaze continued to look upon everyone unconditionally.

But Yi An heard it.

The spiritual voice of the Alien God said, both gently and cruelly:

[Control her. Bring her under total control. Or… Turn her into a monster just like yourself.]

Compared to the former, Yi An preferred the latter.

Turning a highly sensitive and unique human like Bu Yan into a monster.

Hee hee, just thinking about it felt fun and interesting.

She wasn’t a “good person” to begin with.

Before, she had always wanted to kill Bu Yan.

It was just that her consciousness had gradually forgotten that intent during their daily companionship.

Previously, she wanted to be with Bu Yan properly, staying together until they were old, until the end of a human life.

But now, Bu Yan had deceived her.

And the Alien God had given instructions on how to turn Bu Yan into a “monster.”

Yes, only a monster could stay with her forever.

Yi An had a plan in mind. She stayed in the room for a while, watching the incense burn out before leaving.

She cleaned up the trash piled outside the door and went into the kitchen to cook.

Only when the food had mostly cooled did she go upstairs to wake Bu Yan.

“Sister, wake up.” Yi An pretended she had just returned from outside and looked very tired. Holding a glass of warm water with slightly trembling hands, she helped Bu Yan up and brought it to her lips.

“Drink some water and take your medicine.” Her voice was also faked well—feeble and exhausted.

In a daze, Bu Yan was made to swallow a bunch of things. She couldn’t remember anything, only that there was a fishy sweetness in her mouth.

Like drinking some kind of blood.

But the texture was indeed that of cool water.

“Yi An…”

“Get some good rest, Sister.” Yi An gently pressed down Bu Yan’s hand as she tried to lift it, her tone soft and sweet. “When you’ve rested well, we’ll go to the aquarium.”

“I will be waiting for you.”

…

This wait lasted for three days.

During these three days, Bu Yan remained bedridden, as if she had contracted a terrible major illness and was about to die.

Even she herself thought so.

She couldn’t move and could only lie in bed.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, watching the alternation of sun and moon outside the window, seeing the mountains of trash pile up one after another on the nearby coast, listening to the daily news on her phone, and the sounds of Yi An chirping downstairs while playing games.

[The number of domesticated Outcasts has reached 70,000. It is expected that by June 2046, the Empire will eliminate all Outcasts and achieve 100% Alien God believers.]

[The number of “New Human” volunteer applicants has exceeded 100,000. The Empress praised: Well done, the future of the Empire is entirely in the hands of the youth.]

[As of the night of December 8, 2045, the construction of the coastal trash mountains has been fully completed. It is believed that the Empire’s environment will be more beautiful in the near future.]

[…]

“Go, go, go, there are too many people there, move fast!”

“Oh, I died again!”

“Charge! There are two with low health over there!”

“…”

[First Blood!]

[Double Kill!]

[…]

Yi An seemed to be obsessed with a game. But Yan could roughly guess it by listening to the familiar game announcements.

And she seemed to have made friends in the game…

These past few days, she was always on a voice call playing games with that friend, day and night.

She would only come up to check on her at specific times.

The time never exceeded five minutes.

In most cases, she would leave as soon as Bu Yan finished the medicine.

She wouldn’t stay for a single second more.

[Victory!]

Following an excited mechanical sound, Yi An’s thrilled voice spread to every corner of the house.

“Hahahaha, we won! We won!”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Bu Yan’s face. It was good that she won.

Isn’t playing games meant for happiness?

But the next second, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Yi An walked in with a cup and a bag of medicine.

“Bu Yan, it’s time. You need to take your medicine.”

Bu Yan shook her head gently; she didn’t want to drink it.

If she really had some incurable major illness, Yi An should just stop worrying about her.

The original owner’s fate was meant to be this way.

Even though she had transmigrated here, she didn’t want to make too many changes.

Home. She wanted to go home.

She wanted to return to the real world.

“You can’t do that, Sister.” Yi An forcibly lifted Bu Yan’s body and poured the medicine in.

“You must drink it. Your body can only get better after drinking it.”

“Didn’t you say? You still have to take me to the aquarium.”

The aquarium…

What a distant term.

Her chaotic brain could no longer remember saying it a few days ago, but since Yi An wanted to go, she would take her.

Bu Yan opened her mouth, drank the water and swallowed the medicine; her mouth was filled with bitterness.

The fishy-sweet scent in the water seemed even heavier.

Did another mutant creature crawl in?

But Yan instinctively thought of the octopus on the kitchen stove before.

Blue, and highly toxic.

But for some reason, how could such a creature living in the deep sea breathe fire?

A talent?

A mutation?

Or… escaped after being modified?

Modified…

Why did she think of this word?

However, her brain no longer wanted her to think so much.

Her eyelids grew heavier, her thoughts more chaotic, her ears couldn’t hear any sound, and she had no sensation, as if she had detached from the world and was already dead.

But the Yi An beside her told her:

No.

She was still a person with temperature and thoughts.

“Sister, don’t worry, you will get better very soon.”

Become my kind.

Yi An stroked Bu Yan’s smooth long black hair, murmuring to herself: “We will be together forever.”

“Mm,” Bu Yan nodded with half-closed eyes, then urged, “If it can’t be cured, just let it be.”

“It’s not necessary, really not necessary…”

“Mm.” After saying this, Yi An turned and left.

She didn’t give Bu Yan a single glance.

She didn’t want to be like this, but the guidance of the Alien God said—

Quiet.

Keep silent and quiet, only then can the modification, which has a success rate of only 0.5%, be completed smoothly.

She hadn’t thought about what to do if it failed.

She had confidence it would definitely succeed!

Yi An went downstairs, boredly turned off all the recordings and game videos, and lay on the sofa in a daze, exhausted.

Without Bu Yan, it was so boring.

She wanted to cuddle with Bu Yan.

But Bu Yan was busy and couldn’t cuddle.

In her few moments of lucidity, she wasn’t willing to talk to her.

She wasn’t willing to say the things Yi An wanted to hear.

For example:

Yi An, who are you playing games with?

Yi An, you aren’t allowed to play with her, come talk to me for a while!

Yi An, I miss you so much, don’t leave me, okay…

…

She hadn’t said a single one of these things.

Frustrating!

Yi An punched the sofa twice in a fit of pique, then continued playing the videos and recordings.

She didn’t believe that Bu Yan would manage to resist coming to ask her!

Bu Yan woke up again at ten o’clock the next morning.

She opened her eyes and found it was a sunny day. The sun hung high in the sky, and the boundless sky was incredibly blue, as if someone had poured a bucket of blue dye over it.

The sun also…

Bu Yan knit her brows slightly, feeling that it also seemed a bit abnormal.

As if it had been painted on.

But today, her state was exceptionally good; her vision was clear, her mind was incredibly sharp, and her body was strong and energetic.

She felt that right now she could take any exam and get a perfect score, and be full of vitality for work!

The illness seemed to be cured?

And… the original owner’s memories seemed to have returned a bit.

Images of a life that didn’t belong to her flashed through her mind.

She went downstairs to make a fragrant breakfast, bought a cup of coffee below the company building, greeted colleagues warmly, and shared dull but interesting jokes with the boss.

Communicating with clients went smoothly as well; no one made things difficult for her, let alone scolded her.

Everything was beautiful.

Unfortunately, she still died suddenly from overwork.

At the moment of sudden death, Bu Yan transmigrated over and learned that there were two months left before the apocalypse.

But Yan was silent.

But Yan was speechless.

Why did she have the illusion that she was the one who caused the world to enter the apocalypse?

But she soon felt relieved; this world was a novel, and nothing that happened in it was strange.

It’s fine, it wasn’t her fault.

But Yan spaced out on the bed for a while longer before spreading her arms, stretching her back, putting on her clothes, and getting out of bed.

“Yi An.” Bu Yan left the room wearing fluffy cotton slippers, stepping on the comfortable carpet as she went downstairs.

At the moment she reached the kitchen, Yi An came out carrying a plate of freshly stir-fried food.

“Sister, you’re awake?” Yi An’s voice carried a hint of excitement and exclamation. “You’ve finally woken up!”

“Stop dazing, go to the bathroom and wash up, dinner is served.”

Bu Yan was pushed by Yi An to the sink. Yi An squeezed the toothpaste for her and placed it by her hand before leaving.

The deep blue long hair disappeared outside the door along with the hem of her skirt.

Today’s Yi An was also very different.

Bu Yan had a feeling she couldn’t quite describe. Perhaps it was because the sunlight was good today, or because she had just recovered from a major illness, or more likely, because she understood the original owner a bit and knew some things?

It doesn’t matter, Bu Yan, none of this matters.

Enjoying the beautiful moments of the present is the most important thing!

Counting the days, today is the penultimate day?

It’s about to end—

Soon.

But Yan finished washing up and walked out.

Yi An enthusiastically introduced the dishes on the table.

“Today I made preserved egg and lean meat porridge, Mapo Tofu, steamed sea bass, Sixi meatballs… and also fried dough sticks, savory sauce pancakes, scallion pancakes, and steamed white buns…”

“You made too much, Yi An,” Bu Yan shook her head, saying with a hint of anger.

Yi An also shook her head: “Not much, not much. I just wanted Sister to try everything, how could it be too much?”

Bu Yan: “This is a waste of food. Do you know how many people die of hunger every day?”

Yi An tilted her head, a bit confused: “But did we cause that?”

“Shouldn’t it be caused by those sanctimonious hypocrites, insidious politicians, and militarists?”

But Yan was speechless.

Because these were undeniable facts.

No matter how much she said, she couldn’t change them.

“Forget it, I don’t want to argue about this with you.” Bu Yan waved her hand and sat at the dining table.

She seemed magnanimous, but in reality, she just couldn’t win the argument.

“Next time, you aren’t allowed to do this.”

Yi An gave an “mm,” the corners of her mouth curving into a large smile as she obeyed: “Okay~ I’ll listen to Sister.”

Having said that, she began to urge: “Sister, eat quickly, we’re getting ready to head out in a bit.”

“To the aquarium?” But Yan remembered her previous promise.

“Yes.” Yi An paused for a moment, then said with a faint smile.