Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

A tall, wild and handsome man walked straight to Mu Zili, and when he came to him, he looked at the bartender, gave a signal, and then looked at Mu Zili, "Hi, you're so cool, it's your first time here ?”

I can probably feel from his eyes that for him, the people in front of him are simply too suitable for him. The incompatible and cold temperament deeply attracts this kind of people in the abyss, let alone Mu Zili. The indistinguishable beauty, the slightly raised corners of the eyes can't hide that charming look even with a straight face, I want to make his expression come alive, make him more beautiful and more worldly.

I know he must think of Mu Zili this way, because I think most people think this way, those who hide in the dark and think their eyes are dark.But I don't like him very much, I suddenly felt a little lazy, and slowly crossed my legs together to make myself more comfortable, and then I stared at the man with more interest.

Maybe the man felt my gaze, he turned his head slightly and met my gaze.Looking at the man's face, I almost wanted to laugh.To be honest, I don't care too much about whether men wear makeup, but I like to see their purpose behind it, is it to enhance or cover up?This is actually a very interesting activity.

Now, the man in front of me had blue eye sockets that couldn't be covered with powder, and those brown eyes were bloodshot around them.He is a very happy person.

Just looking at him like this, then his cloudy eyes became cautious and there was only a trace of fear, and then they were suppressed, and then he greeted me like a handsome young man.

"you are?"

I stared straight at him, I didn't like his pretentious appearance.What I didn't know was that after we left, this man returned to the brothers who were watching a good show not far away. He opened his mouth for a long time before speaking.

"I think that little white-faced ghost is so angry that it makes people feel cold, and more and more uncertain, like a cold and slippery snake, spitting out a letter, staring at you for a moment with the eyes of a dying person."

Of course, this is all after we left. The current situation is that before I opened my mouth, Mu Zili asked in a declarative tone.

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, I want to get to know you, how about buying you a drink?"

I wanted to ridicule that person, but before I opened my mouth, Mu Zili dragged him out, "Brother Zili?"

I have some doubts, I don't think Mu Zili is a person who swallows his anger.Mu Zili stopped when he got out of the bar, and pushed his glasses indifferently towards me, "I agree that you come to the bar because I want you to meet all kinds of people. It's only for observation, not for participation."

"...Brother Zili, you take care of me too much." I lowered my head and stopped looking at him. After a while, I heard him say, "Yuan Fan, you have to look like 17 when you are 17. People say that you must be young and energetic, but when you are 17 years old, you must understand what you want to do and what you want to worry about."

I still heard the words of ice balls falling down, but I was very warm. I think I understand the real meaning of Mu Zili's words.After scruples and calculations, act again.I don't know if he really knows what I'm worried about, but it's just a reminder that I like it very much.

Mu Zili sent a message to the two people in the bar, and took me to wander around in other places. Of course, he seemed to be wandering around, but he kept telling me about the city I was in, the city I was in. The country of my country, the development of all aspects of the world in which I live.

I asked a lot of questions about my family on the sidelines, and I was inexplicably happy after getting the answers. Is it because they have finally abandoned me?Seeing that the family that almost no one wants me to come back is still good now, I can feel the lava churning in my heart.He couldn't help but licked his lips, really, he was a little hungry.

Mu Zili looked at me sideways for a while, then turned back and said nothing.

After sending me back to Mo Xiaoqi's house at night, the three of them left.I sat on the steps in front of the gate in a daze.The surroundings are quiet and suffocating, the branches show off their teeth and claws, and slowly become sticky again, a feeling of vomiting makes the scalp numb.I was a little sad to see such a scene.

If you can see the dead branches with the sky as the background, do you feel the beauty or the misery.

If you can see the gloomy and dull flowing clouds, do you feel magnificent or decadent.

If you can see buildings with cold moonlight, do you feel prosperity or desolation.

I thought, how did I get to this point?Either way, I had no way out, no room to struggle.I looked down at my palms, slowly holding them together, I could only hold them tightly.

After all, I can hold on to something, I will take back what I lost, and never think about getting out of what came in.