Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

The silver button gave off a faint shimmer, pulling her into a world similar to the previous "memory".

The scene this time seems to be a certain living room. If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is only slightly different from the living room of that mansion.

"Mom! My little bear is injured, please help me heal it..." A little girl's cry came from the living room, and a moment later a little black-haired girl ran away holding a tattered stuffed teddy bear. He came out, pulled the clothes of the ginger-haired woman who was writing on the table in the living room and said.

The ginger-haired woman looked helpless and knelt down to rub the little girl's hair.

"Xiaoyun, this toy is already so worn. Can mommy buy you a new one?"

"No, no! I want my little bear!" The little girl's cries became louder, which added to the helplessness on the ginger-haired woman's face.

"Well, Xiaoyun, Xiaoxue's mother is not here right now. Can she cure Xiaoyun's little bear when she comes back? Mom is not a doctor, so she doesn't know how to cure little bear."

"Wow! No, no! I want to cure my little bear right now!" The little girl grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes and cried and made a fuss, almost tearing the thread of the woman's top.

After holding her forehead and sighing uncontrollably, the ginger-haired woman could only walk into the tool room and took out the needle and thread, and then said softly to the little girl: "Okay, okay, mommy will treat your little bear's injury, but what happened?" Don’t bring your problems to Mom.”

After the little girl sobbed and nodded, the woman sewed two buttons of different sizes on the original position of the bear's eyes and nose. Since it did not match the original style, it looked extremely funny and ridiculous.

But after the little girl saw the little bear that had been mended by her mother, she wiped away the gloom on her face, stood up on her tiptoes, reached the woman's cheek, and gave her a kiss from her daughter.

"Yeah~ My little bear is fine again~ Thank you mom~"

"You... it would be nice if you grew up a little bit."

"Okay! Little Yun will grow up quickly with Little Bear Bear, and then help her mother!" When the little girl said this, her eyes seemed to be shining.

The woman who saw this scene could only helplessly shake her head and chuckle.

Then everything fell silent, and Lan Zhirou returned to her original position at the bar. At this time, she was still holding the finished glass of wine.

"Once again you got something you didn't deserve... For us who have been fulfilling your wishes, "she" is just a sad traitor. Whether it is you, her, or she, after all, she is just Sad wretch, in this endless night..."

The bartender's voice sounded again. Lan Zhirou could not tell any emotion from his eyes or facial expressions. He was as cold and monotonous as a robot.

He was obviously saying that "other people" were pitiable, but his tone was as cold as November frost, as if although he felt that this kind of thing was pitiful, he was completely unworthy of sympathy.

"Traitor? Her and her?" Lan Zhirou asked subconsciously.

"You will always understand. You have understood it countless times, just like you are standing in front of me today. And then again... all over again, making futile efforts again and again, but you will never You can’t even learn to give up.”

After saying this, the bartender let out a weird laugh, and then the smoke and dust that the entire bar turned into dissipated, and Lan Zhirou appeared in front of the wall where the ornaments were originally hung. At this moment, she was holding the button in the painting. , it was obviously a button soaked in a cocktail with ice cubes, but at this moment, there was a warm feeling in Lan Zhirou's hand.

Before touching the next painting, Lan Zhirou looked at the little girl who had been standing there. She always had a feeling that the little girl in the previous scene was this person, even though their height, hairstyle, etc. Things were completely different, and the face of the little girl here was completely bloody and unrecognizable, but Lan Zhirou noticed something, the voice.

Although the little girl here has obviously reached the age where she can change her voice, she is still somewhat similar to the little girl in the memory world.

The ginger-haired woman was obviously the person in the initial memories. Lan Zhirou had already guessed her true identity, but she was not sure yet.

With doubts about the truth behind the curtain, Lan Zhirou touched the second painting again, and her consciousness came to a dark place. There seemed to be nothing around, except for cotton scattered under Lan Zhirou's feet. When she picked up those cotton-like things, she also saw a scene from a certain room.

This time she came to the children's bedroom where she had been before. The little girl had led her there for the first time, and she fainted. Lan Zhirou herself didn't know what happened at that time. , even Platinum experienced a brief disconnection.

The children's bedroom was dark, but there was a dark-haired woman who seemed to be organizing something.

"Xiaoxue, are Xiaoyun already asleep?" The door was quietly pushed open, and a cat's head stuck out "sneakingly", quietly asking the people in the room.

"Shh!" The black-haired woman carefully picked up something on the table, then walked out quietly, closing the door of the room quietly.

After the two of them walked to the living room together, the black-haired woman put down the thing in her hand. It was a stuffed toy with a deflated left arm, and the cotton inside had long been gone.

"You still have a way to coax her to sleep. Hey...she has been crying all day over this toy. She is not willing to listen to me coaxing her." The ginger-haired woman sighed helplessly.

"It's not because you were afraid of the dark when she was three years old. You insisted on buying her this toy to sleep with her. As a result, Xiaoyun is now mentally dependent on this toy. Who else can you blame?" The woman looked at the ginger-haired woman with a troubled face, covering her mouth and snickering. At this time, she no longer looked like she was about to break out at any time as she remembered for the first time.

What she laughed at was that the ginger-haired woman could do everything, but she was helpless with many household chores. This was exactly what the ginger-haired woman said when she was playing the piano. She still had to take care of the love nest. .

"Then what can I do? Xiaoxue, you are better at this kind of thing. The last time I patched her eyes, my hand was pricked by needles several times. I can't forget the pain to this day." Ginger Huang The woman pouted and said, causing the black-haired woman to snicker again. After all, this strong woman rarely shows such a coquettish expression, and only she can see this cute expression.

"Okay, okay, if your children see your expression like this, they may laugh at you when they grow up." After saying that, the black-haired woman took out a small iron box and put it on the table, "This is my special The cotton I bought to fill the plush toy will make sure she can’t see it at all, and I will mend Xiaoyun’s toy tonight.”

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