Miss Hardcore Love Daily

Hey, Immortal Kawasami, let me tell you a secret.

Let me tell you a secret about me. Speaking of which, do you know about longevity ghosts?

Wanyin Jiaye originally stretched out her hand. When she looked up at him slightly, when she talked about this, the secret shone in her eyes.

It was a kind of expectation, I don't know what to expect.

The eye color was originally very similar to that of the sun, the Adam's apple on Immortal Kawasami's neck squirmed slightly, and the rainy feet were like hemp.

The continuous drizzle intensified, and the sound of patting on the umbrella became louder, covering Wanyin Jiaye's opening and closing mouth, and the cold skin stuck to his arm, which belonged to the body temperature of a ghost.

"So, okay?" Her eyes sparkled.

Like the sun on this cloudy day.

Undead Kawa Minya didn't know why things turned out like this, but she was looking forward to that, so he nodded:

"If this is what you expect—" I'll give it all, but ah: "Tomioka Yoshiyuki and... Satu, you know?"

Some people will become the light in the eyes of others.

It was only at this moment that Immortal Kawasami knew clearly that he was not the light in her eyes after all, because when the name of Sato was mentioned, the girl who was still like the sun was suddenly relieved, her brows frowned slightly, her face With a little smile.

"I definitely don't know~ Like me, I can't choose life and death, and I can't choose whether to hurt other people's existence. I definitely can't let them know."

"It's true." He asked many times, but it was nothing more than to make his delusions disappear.

Wanyin Jiaye put down her hand, and the skin on the palm left the opponent's arm. She stood aside, holding her hands back, wearing clogs on her feet to carry the puddles.

"So, it is wrong to like a woman like me, but Shimi, you are really stubborn."

"...Have you had any suitors before?"

"Of course, even if I have a husband - after all, I have lived for such a long time, and these men are coming here one after another..."

Miss Wan Yin was absent-minded, and when talking about these things, she was rather indifferent.

"marry?"

"That was when I was still a human being."

"How did you become... the way you are now?" There was a cautiousness in the young man's words that he hadn't even noticed.

He clearly knows that the person he likes has long been one of the ghosts, but when he heard her sweeping the world with indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt a feeling of quicksand slipping through his fingers.

just like……

"In order to pursue his dream, that bastard killed me who blocked him. Later, he was rescued by my mother and turned into a ghost." The clogs stepped on the puddle and stopped moving, and the muddy water flowed back: " Ah."

The white umbrella was following her. Wanyin Jiaye turned her head and looked at Immortal Kawasami's hand stretched out. She noticed that the other's right hand was always in the clothes, so she asked casually: "The sleeves are wet. What happened to your hand?"

Naturally, she didn't know that it was because she couldn't handle her sudden strange emotions that day, she lost her sense of proportion, causing the bones of his hands to shatter directly.

She thought it was for other reasons, but she didn't smell blood: "There is no wound... Well, it's quite dangerous for you to stay with me. If you make a wound, I really can't help it."

"It's okay", the young man walked two steps quickly, and let the umbrella cover the two of them.

The blond-haired girl stretched out her hand to hold the handle of the umbrella, and put it down gently in the sight of the young man. She seemed to be thinking about a comfortable position: "Ah, that's good."

Her arms were very thin, piercing into the young man's arms and holding him.

Undead Kawa Minami's eyes darkened, "Is it to please me to help?"

"Hahaha" Wan Yinjiaye seemed to have heard something very happy: "It's okay if you understand it that way."

"Is it."

"Ah, of course, don't you like me holding your arm, dear Mr. Miniya?"

"That's it." The white-haired youth said casually.

Miss Wan Yin couldn't see the gentle and restrained possession of her by this person that day.

It was like a dream.

The woman in red is as enthusiastic as the scorching sun; the man with the indifferent expression is calm and indifferent.

Too bad it's just an image in the mirror.

Her sleeve was hooked to the corner of his clothes, and Wanyin Kaye gently pinched the bulging muscles on the inside of his forearm with his hands, but Immortal Kawa Minami ignored him.

The external force pulled him forward, and the umbrella in Immortal Kawasami's hand trembled undetectably twice.

"I always feel that a stone in my heart has been let go~" the girl said.

The tall young man looked down at her bright red clothes: "If you want to escape, why didn't you run before? Since you can... why didn't you do it earlier?"

"Ah~ because I will forget some things, such as Sato, Yiyong, or——you." Miss Wan Yin told him about the racial characteristics of immortal ghosts, but did not tell him the disadvantages that come with it.

She didn't want to say it at first, but if she had such thoughts, it would be better to say: "Well, how is it, is there less psychological pressure now?"

"Then when are you going to... do this?"

Miss Wan Yin hooked the man's arm, and borrowed the man's strength to stomp randomly on the bluestone slabs in the street, just like the game Immortal Kawasami used to play when he was a child when he was traveling alone.

She doesn't care about the girl's escape and the man's calmness: "There are two ways to put the 'ghost' to death. You know this too. If the weather is fine tomorrow——then it will be tomorrow morning."

"Isn't it, a little fast."

"Soon?" She raised her eyebrows: "This life—"

The young man felt that she seemed to recall something, and when a rare sense of fragility appeared on his face, he quickly suppressed it.

"It should be over long ago..." She pretended to be chic, and even said to him: "If I do it all over again, maybe I will fall in love with you, hahahahaha!"

"It's not funny." He was moved meanly.

Wanyin Jiaye shrugged: "Really? You just need to hold that guy Yiyong...Anyway, if you start over, you don't want him to know about this kind of thing."

To know the secret of coming back from the dead and forgetting everything.

Immortal Chuan Shiya understood, he realized it later, as if he was the first person to be told about this thing, is this trust?

"Then why did you tell me?"

"Huh? You like me, don't you? I believe in people who like me." She said this: "I believe in men's desire for women."

"..." The young man hated her saying such things very much.

Such a beautiful girl became hideous, but the more she was like this, the more there was a voice in her heart telling him—this was the truth.

He likes this woman, he chases this light, and he desires and desires for her.She seemed to be right.

But this kind of reasoning is full of cruel and inhumane reasoning. If the girl he puts in his heart understands, she will be subconsciously resisted by Immortal Kawasami.

It shouldn't be like this.

Wanyin Jiaye also knew whether it would be a kind of harm to put such a bloody and straightforward thing in front of this person.

She touched his arm with some guilt: "I'm sorry, but this is the truth and the truth."

"It seems that Miss Wan Yin never looked directly at her from the beginning to the end." He was pulled away by her continuously, but he didn't want to leave.

The man stopped in place, and because of inertia, Wanyin Jiaye, who didn't use much force, also stopped after a staggered step, the corners of her mouth were slightly lowered, and her eyes were innocent.

"Probably," she said.

"It's all my wishful thinking."

"Are you going to regret it now?"

The woman in red loosened her grip on his hand, and slowly slid down the gap.

"...what if I say yes?"

Undead Chuan's eyes were flat and calm.

He stood under the umbrella of the rain curtain, and the noisy rain around him suddenly became heavier.

Wan Yinjiaye thought that he would be rejected if he said that kind of words, so it was expected that the other party would do so.

Both of them fell into silence, standing on the side of the street, crackling raindrops caused blisters, the weather that had been tepid all day suddenly brightened, and thunder roared a few seconds later.

Someone hit the volume button.

But Wan Yin Jia Ye and Immortal Kawa Minami were unmoved.

"No."

Wanyin Jiaye's tone could not be refused.

"Why not? Anyway, what you care about, what you like... isn't your brother who is so good and has no blood relationship? You know—"

There was a crack in the handle of Undead Kawa Minami holding the umbrella, and the feeling of injustice rose in his chest.

He also felt strange.

He was willing to give up living for her, to beg others for her, and to give up himself for her, but he couldn't bear this kind of outspokenness in Wanyin Jiaye.

Obviously, so many things have been lost.

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, and the sound was suddenly amplified, and it really exploded in my ears.

The icy rain penetrated through that layer of undead Kawa Minya's preference, and hit Manyin Kaya on the head, face, and shoulders.

The rain soaked her hair and clothes.

Wanyin Jiaye made a breathy sound in the rain: "Heh~"

It's just that the sound is not as good as the pouring rain.

There was another thunder, and purple lightning illuminated the faces of the two people in the dark night, and the handle of the white oil-paper umbrella was pinched off.With the tip of the umbrella as the axis, draw an arc in the stagnant water, and dump it there alone.

"Are you an idiot!" shouted the drenched girl in red.

Wanyinjiaye watched the young man's fluffy hair soaked up the rainwater and drooped down his forehead, and the clothes sticking to his body fit together to show his appearance.

Gray pattern on white background, the pattern is not very clear after being soaked in rainwater.

"I hate you Wanyin Jiaye." He stared at her and said.

The black eyes looked very much like Wanyin Jiaye before she was gently kissed by the other party that day.

"Hahaha, hate it or like it, don't you really know!"

"The one who doesn't know is you, the day I kissed you, why didn't you push me away?" The young man took two steps closer, but it seemed like a kind of oppression to Wanyinjiaye.

Why not push it away.

Wanyin Jiaye was speechless.

She thought that even if she wasn't omniscient, she could still hold the mental state of a [-]-year-old kid firmly in her hands.

Now, Wanyin Kaya... she asked herself.

Undead Kawa Minami lowered his eyes, and stood in front of her at some point, he reached out, grabbed her hair, and forced her to raise her head, exposing her throat.

"You really don't know..." he said, raising one corner of his mouth, looking into Wanyin Jiaye's eyes, without bowing his head for a long time.

The raindrops fell on his face, and then slid down, dripping on Wanyin Jiaye's face, which is not the same as rootless water.

The water drop contains another person's emotion like magma, which has long taken root in this mortal world.

is warm.

Wanyinjiaye's hair was pulled, involving the scalp, but it didn't hurt.

"Immortal Kawashiya, I know—what a person wants from a person is the most solid thing in the world."

The blond-haired woman in red said so, raised her slender wrists to hook the neck of the young man who was a little taller than herself, and her arms were against his wet hair, close to his skin.

The temperature brought by the human blood flow is transferred between two individuals.

Wanyinjia Yesheng is like a monster who specializes in seducing people's souls in rainy days. She wants these people to know a word——

"you like me."

With a slight force, she made the young man lower his head and bite.

It was very similar to Miss Wanyin and Mr. Undead Chuan, the kiss that the teenager was trying to please when he was still a teenager.

In fact, what Wan Yin Jia Ye said was not wrong.

She just let Immortal Kawasami know-he likes her.

It's too bad.

In the rain curtain, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and within a few seconds that happened to be like day, the tall and straight young man was pushed against the base of the wall, and the bright red and gray paints dripped into the pool at the same time, clearly separated and inseparable.

Golden hair hung down the soft back of the woman.

Thin-blooded human blood flows between the teeth of the ghost, and the ghost lies beside the ghost hunter's ear:

"I was sure of one thing just now, but I still don't understand one thing, Shiya."

"Huh," the young man's disordered breathing disappeared into the rain and thunder.

"Why did you come so lightly that day?"

This is the only thing Wanyin Jiaye doesn't understand about Undead Kawashiya.

She had a vague hunch that if she knew why, maybe she would be able to understand other people.

For the things you like and love, you can get them at your fingertips, but you don't talk about them.

The woman's light-colored eyes are very innocent and ignorant, but what she does is very familiar with the rules of adult games.

What he did that day flashed through his mind in a daze, and he just smiled:

"Hahaha... Wanyin Jiaye, are you not good enough? Hmph, come on, continue——before, let's just count me as stupid!"

No, it's not like that, I...

The author has something to say:

Oh hoo, brother Feng who is too upright.

Suddenly thought of a sentence, to the current brother Feng.

"I don't know suffering, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas"