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The hinterland of the Rift Valley was as quiet as usual, and the bats flapped their wings and circled around the hut in the dark, also silently.

"Hush! Shh——" Rousi hissed at a furry bat that was about to fly close to her. She was hiding behind her house and looking towards the dragon house, and she was already dazed by these capitalist flying mammals. rise.

I explore, I explore, I explore.Probe left, probe right, probe up, probe down.

There were no invaders left in this rift.

Rousi tilted her head up, and sensitively caught something with her nose in the sky above. Her nostrils fluttered, showing a look of "I caught you".

"It looks like they're gone. But I can't hide the fact that they have been here before! What is this... the smell of wine?"

While talking, she walked towards Longshe, swinging the gray rabbit she just caught.The gray rabbits all folded their fists in front of their chests, their tearful eyes were full of tears, which was pitiful.

Of course, Rousi never had the idea of ​​protecting small animals.

The tip of her left finger touched the door several times, but she didn't dare to open it.Even though the smell told her that Charlie was still there, and the voice told her that Charlie was okay, she was still nervous, looking around.I'm afraid those wizards will kill her again.

#魔师一点阴# Rousi is still reminiscing about the cannonball that flew out of the hat and almost blew her away, and she still has lingering fears in her heart.

"Charlie?" she called softly outside the door.

"Beep..."

Wait, wait, what's that sound?Rousi's heart was ringing with alarm bells. At this time, in order to find out, she didn't care about other things. After pushing open the door vigorously, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise: "Huh?"

In the dragon house, the Balkan charizard at least 15 meters long, her Charlie, stayed there intact.

It's just that the look in her eyes is like the way she finally found her mother after being lost in a crowded square for a day... Really...

She looked at the rabbit in her hand, and then at Charlie opposite.

"Don't come here—ah!" Before she finished speaking, she looked at the tearful dragon above her head and her posture of being thrown to the ground, and sighed deeply.

It is estimated that the wizard also found that the dragon was too close to strangers and too close to acquaintances, so he had no choice but to leave.It seems that feeding the dragon with its own blood is not without side effects, which are fully reflected in the rich expression of joy after seeing it, and the two rows of wide thick noodles hanging down from its face.

"Okay, okay, I'm back now." She finally pushed it away and stood up.

But this night she closed her eyes before going to bed, no matter how she thought about it, she felt something was wrong.

Usually it doesn't mean that Charlie is not enthusiastic enough for her, but it seems that I haven't seen her since I went out this morning. It has turned into a beast?

How should I put it, some small details.

For example, feeding, Charlie usually likes to eat the prey she has killed, but seeing the rabbits in her hand today, it seems that the instinct of a wild animal has been stimulated, and it suddenly started (replace fifty bloody adjective phrases here) hunt them down.

Another example is that she chatted with it as usual, gnawed melon seeds and so on, but it was so excited that it wanted to rub her all the time.Usually it just lay there obediently and listened to her talk!This Xionglong cub is very excited today, so he really wants to go out to play.

So she felt that this was very wrong.

When she closed her eyes and thought deeply about what happened today, she felt that everything was a bit absurd, as if there were countless entangled threads, and if the various clues were clearly distinguished, the answer seemed so simple that it was ready to come out.

Ah, damn it, there are not enough brain cells at this time.

A little more brain cells... would be great.With such thoughts in mind, Rousi suddenly felt some bright spots floating in front of her eyes, gradually getting closer to her, forming a coherent piece.

"Ok?"

"Shredded pork, shredded pork!" Someone kept patting her cheek. At first she didn't feel any pain, but as the number and frequency increased, the pain also increased exponentially.

"Hiss!" She woke up suddenly from the chair.

After taking a big, deep breath, she fixed her eyes and saw who was in front of her.

A foreign girl looked at the chair she was sitting on thoughtfully, muttering something in her mouth, a little distracted.

She listened carefully and heard a few words that flashed quickly: bug, return item, time ratio, and what if.

Oh, this is their president.

"What if?" Rousi asked her like this, looking up at the sunset outside the window, wondering how she woke up in the afternoon.She looked around.

No more, nothing more.

It's like a child blowing soap bubbles in the sky, and someone pokes it with his finger, and the person walks away laughing "hahahahahahaha" holding his stomach.

The place where she stayed was no longer that dilapidated hut, surrounded by white walls, and the sunlight reflected in her eyes, almost blinding her.

Eh?Tears were secreted from her eyes?

Is it because the light is too dazzling, or because the tingling in her heart is too sudden, making her stand here with her feet on the ground, but she is so at a loss and at a loss.

"Oh, okay, okay," the president patted the back of the black leather chair, as if he had pressed a button somewhere, "Two choices, tell me Rousi."

"What?" Rousi wiped away the inexhaustible tears on his face.Because no matter how much she wiped her tears, more tears would flow out, self-serving, endlessly flowing.She couldn't even see clearly the expression on the president's face, whether it was still the same as when they met before, always with a hint of playfulness.

"Now that the result I want is out...cough cough, now you can choose to claim compensation. For you," she raised the transparent watch in her hand, "the past 5 hours, [-] minutes and [-] seconds can be claimed Compensation, the address of the letter of claim is in Los Angeles, since Nixon's new branch moved there; or..."

Before the lingering sound fell, Rousi was unwavering: "I want to go back."

"..."

"No, I mean, please let me go back."

"Am I allowed to know why? Dear Rousi." She took Rousi's hand and said in an affectionate and charming tone, "If you ask for mental damages, I have enough money in my account to pay you This—”

"Please," Rousi pronounced the "le" sound very long, "please, let me go back."

It was a while before she heard an echo.The president's voice seemed to come from far away.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have chosen a simpler book for you. Of course, it seems useless to say this now. Rousi, don't forget, this is the real place. You stayed in it for more than two months. The more than five hours of your life are just a dream. It takes 21 days for a person to develop a habit, or give up a favorite. What habit did your two months make you develop? No matter what it is, None of it is really yours."

Only then did Rousi see clearly the expression on the president's face.It wasn't the kind of playfulness she thought, but the moving expression after understanding what she wanted and wanted in her heart, and it was more sad.

She knew why she went back?Do you know what your habits are?

How could she understand!

The kind of stability that someone (dragon) confides to every day, sticking to the side of the dead elder who protects the calf; the kind of future that is clearly blank, but there is no need to be distracted and think too much, because it is not important enough to be listed on the list; A simple and clear life and emotion.

How could she understand.I understand how much she wants to escape from the constraints of the world she is in. She just wants to tell others about the trivial things that have been invading her in her memory, but she won't be complained about!

Finally she nodded firmly and unwaveringly.

"However it was done, I still have something to worry about. Please let me go back."