After Kuai Chuan was targeted by the villain

Chapter 352 The Secret of Wonderland (56)

His mood sank, and his whole body was once again covered by a thick layer of sadness.

"Don't you like hats?"

He asked softly, his tone sad and disappointed.

It seems that he carefully prepared a gift for the girl he likes.

He happily took her to see it.

Turns out she didn't like it at all.

With a dejected look, it seemed that the girl disliked him as well.

"But I can only make hats..."

He wriggled his fingers helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Yuanyuan said: "I like it very much, but I just want to wash my hair before wearing it, otherwise the hat will be dirty."

The hatter shook his head and said sadly, "You don't have to force it, I know, I'm very incompetent, I know nothing but hats."

He turned around in a daze and walked out.

His back was bent, and it seemed that he had been hit hard.

"You should dislike me. You don't like hats, but I only made hats for you..."

He covered his face with one hand, blamed himself and felt inferior, "I don't deserve your love."

He walked out talking to himself.

"I deserve not to be able to wait for you, I deserve to live hopelessly..."

Karma watched blankly as he walked out the door.

"Kill Matt, why does he always like to talk to himself and make up his own brain??"

The system beast spreads its hands: [Snake spirit disease~]
It didn't know what it said until it blurted out a sentence.

Throwing away the walkman in a hurry, covering his mouth with two paws.

A pair of big animal pupils turned left and right.

Noticing anything unusual, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief to calm his beating heart.

Remedy tactfully, [Goddess, I think he may have been in hopeless waiting and melancholy for a long time, thinking wildly for a long time, and is more sensitive than ordinary people~]
Karma didn't speak, walked out of the room and went downstairs.

In the courtyard, the Dormouse turned over, and vaguely felt someone standing in front of it.

The frightened mouse hair exploded and jumped up.

"Hat Hatter!!! What's wrong with you???"

The Hatter was hunched over, pale and despondent.

If the breath around him can be seen.

It was definitely a lifeless gray-black.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the Dormouse blankly, "She doesn't like hats..."

"How do you know she doesn't like it? She didn't come."

The Hatter shook his head feebly, "She's here, but she doesn't like it, I'm so useless..."

He hugged his head in frustration, "I can only make hats and nothing else, no wonder she hasn't come to me for so long."

"She should dislike me...I'm useless, I can't please her..."

The Dormouse straightened up in shock, with nowhere to rest its front paws.

"You said she's here? Where? Where?"

It looked around anxiously.

The Hatter said to himself, "I have no point in living. What am I doing alive?"

"How can an incompetent person like me expect that she will like me...I don't deserve it..."

He walked towards the moderate oak tree in the yard in a daze.

Take the rope out of your pocket and find your target.

Throw the rope up.

Without the slightest surprise, the upward-flying rope fell down in mid-air.

Seeing his action, the Dormouse yawned lazily, "You're going to hang yourself again, don't toss yourself, anyway, the rope can't be thrown up."

The Hatter didn't seem to hear it.

Completely trapped in the world full of melancholy and depression that I created.

The eyes are dull, and there is nothing to love in life.

　Rose Beauty: Alice, kill me~
　　March Hare: Alice, let's die together~
　　Hatter: Alice, suicide is so hard~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)