I smiled kindly, since he insists on seeking death, I don't mind giving him a ride.

After sending away the peanuts, I grabbed two pieces of food from the street, packed them and threw them in front of the avocado lady.

Ms. Avocado seems to have entered the final stage of her life.The skin is purple with black, the flesh is exposed, and the whole body exudes the smell of fruit corruption.Muttering meaningless words in his mouth: "apple, open, number, chicken and duck..."

And when she saw two men and women in wedding dresses kneeling in front of her, her cloudy eyes miraculously shone with a gleam of light.

"We, we eloped." Baked Bree tremblingly said the lines I designed.

The roasted banana was also in a cold sweat: "I hope Ms. Avocado can help us witness the marriage."

After finishing speaking, the two were oppressed by a huge force, and hugged each other face to face, like a pair of inseparable "potstickers".

However, the faintness in Avocado's eyes quickly disappeared, returning to the cloudiness, and muttering in his mouth: "No, it's not true."

what's wrong?

I shook off the two "pot stickers" in my hand and watched the dazed woman grit her teeth.

It would be great if the human mind was a large fax machine that could spit out a lot of documents with just two taps.

"Maybe it's because they don't look like a couple at first glance." Peanut raised his opinion, "This should be a setting in the dungeon. If you want to get information from a lady, you must find a couple who really love each other."

This design is very common in rpg-like library dungeons. NPCs give tasks and get information or items after completion.

I wiped the bald top of my head with my fish fin, and said triumphantly: "Speaking of true love..."

Peanut: "Only the roast duck driver."

I:"…"

shift.I doubt his eyesight.

It might have been okay two days ago, but now the roast duck driver's wife has run away with another man.

Eh, wait.

After 30 minutes, I caught the duck's wife and the legendary concubine.

Looking forward to seeing a miracle happen.

Then, the miracle came out of my body like a fart.

I was so angry that my teeth were itching. Since I can't get a miracle, let the person who took away my miracle feel hopeless.

That concubine was beaten to the ground by me, crying and saying that he didn't want the woman anymore and gave it to me.

In the next second, the woman beat him until his mother couldn't recognize him, saying that she didn't want this garbage, and whoever wanted it would take it.

Peanut, who was on the sidelines, said: "Boss, judging from the current situation, maybe you really have to sacrifice your self-esteem and beg your sister-in-law to have mercy on you again."

I let him stay where it is cool, I can't afford such a shabby wedding.

But Peanut has his own unique insights: "This old woman can judge the sincerity of both lovers. Isn't this an opportunity? Verify whether sister-in-law likes you or not."

I faltered, walking on the road to the town hall like a wobbly weed.

I want to give trash the best possible wedding, but Peanut's words are like poppies lingering in my mind.

I hid in the dark and watched him write a press release, watch him have secret talks with the mayor, watch him keep spinning like a top, and watch him go home.

Day and night, I silently followed behind him, hiding in the corner, hiding in the chimney, hiding in the flower pot outside the door to watch him secretly.

The sky was overcast and it was raining lightly.

Just like my mood.My mind was so messed up that I was still dazed when the trash picked up the camouflaged daisies on top of my head and lifted me out of the pot.

"How is it? Does it feel good to be planted in the soil?" He asked with his arms around his chest.

I shook my head.

"What happened?" he asked again.

I didn't answer, and rubbed my left foot against my right leg.

He pondered for a moment: "You smashed my wall again."

I shook my head.

"That's what blew up my coffee maker."

I still shake my head.

"Did you peek at my love letter in elementary school?"

I still shook... shook his grandma's legs, I held his arms, spit splattered: "Love letter! Who is it for!"

"Written to the country." He had no expression on his face. "Finally recovered. Tell me, what's going on?"

"This..." I fidgeted, my eyes flicked around, and the ancestral tomb was smoking like ants on a hot pot. It took me a long time to come up with an excuse: "I'm a little tired recently, use the volcanic mud spa."

He was silent for a moment: "But I just watered it."

Not to mention how pretty my complexion is.

He suddenly laughed and held my face: "I lied to you."

I blushed and wanted to bite him on the lips.

But he kicked me away, lowered his head, and sent a text message to the peanut and roast duck driver.

After 2 minutes, he laughed: "It turns out that you are investigating the epidemic of depression and need to help an old lady regain her sanity."

I nodded awkwardly, trying not to reveal myself.

"Let's go," he said.

I was taken aback for a moment, and I couldn't believe it: "You...really willing."

I was stunned, it was so unreal, I felt like I was walking on clouds, as if everything was arranged.

But in the next second, I laughed out loud. This must be the opportunity God left me.

Garbage smiled, like the mist slowly drifting out of a hand-rolled cigarette, so mysterious and unpredictable, I seem to be able to hear him say, "I also want to know whether I like you or not."

But in fact, what came out of his mouth was: "It's just a joke. Just treat it as helping a friend."

Soon we came to the small shack in the jungle in the western suburbs.

The avocado old woman was still sitting on the edge of the bed blankly, and her son was trying hard to coax her to eat.

I stepped forward, took the intestines of the guy and threw it outside the house, and then nervously pulled the garbage to the old woman.

She was very sluggish, and the mucus in her mouth flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably.

For the first time, I felt that I was an idiot, and I would actually believe Peanut's unreliable judgment.

I wanted to leave, but Garbage took my hand and shook his head slightly: "It's all here, let's try."

He came to the old woman and wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth, "Ms. Avocado, my lover and I are in agreement, and I want you to help us officiate the wedding."

Qqchang was right, "hosting the wedding" was like a switch, there was a light in his mother's eyes, she looked at us, and her eyes gradually gained focus.

For some reason, I became nervous, my forehead was covered with sweat, and my blood flowed backwards.

But in the next moment, the blood rushing back to the heart turned into frozen cola, which was refreshing.There was no other reason. After looking at us a few times, the light in the eyes of the old lady with avocado disappeared, and she returned to that dazed look.

The relationship is deep and affectionate.

I couldn't tell what it was like, although I tried my best to tell myself that QQ Gut and Peanut's conjectures were all false, but the old woman in front of me was just a demented old woman, but her nose suddenly became sore. In fact, I knew a long time ago that he likes me Not as much as I like him.

I began to appreciate that I was a fish, that no one would be surprised that a fish's eyes were filled with water.

"Heh, heh," I laughed dryly, tugged at his hand, and pretended not to care, "I knew that it was peanuts' wild guesses to judge the truth, let's go."

But he didn't leave. Not only did he not leave, but he squatted down, holding the hand of the avocado, and said softly: "Ma'am, maybe you don't like this relationship, maybe it's still a seed now."

He looked at me, his green eyes were as deep as the sea, "But it is working hard to bear fruit. If you are willing to bless this relationship, please preside over the wedding ceremony for us."

Although he is not a fish, his eyes fill the whole ocean.

My waters are connected with his, we breathe in the same ocean, I see his heavy and oppressed soul, lost all ports, alone and unable to reach the shore.

He was looking at me, his breath icy, more desperate than ever, painful and hot.

I was suddenly a little ashamed that I wanted to run away like this. I squeezed his hand and said loudly to Avocado: "I believe in his vision. A Taiyaki who is as powerful, rich, and humorous as I am. Lantern can't find a second one either. He will like me, only possible, and we will be happy!"

However, Ms. Avocado remained expressionless.

Garbage seemed very disappointed, and slowly pushed my fins away: "It turns out that fate has already decided everything."

I was a little angry, and pulled him up: "The relationship between us does not need a third person to judge. I can be my own wedding priest, and I declare that this wedding is fair and valid!"

After I finished speaking, I began to search the space, but I couldn't find anything that could be used as a ring.

In desperation, I snapped off two scales and poked a hole in the middle with a table knife.

"This is our ring." I put the scale ring on his hand domineeringly, and threw the other one to him, stretching out my fins straight, "Put it on for me."

He seemed to be confused by my series of actions, and he didn't move for a long time.

After a long time, my heart began to feel weak.Couldn't everything he did just now be acting?

Am I self-destructing?But in order to maintain the image in his mind.I could only raise my chin impatiently: "What are you waiting for? Bring it to my uncle."

He weighed the cheap ring, and finally smiled, "Whether there is someone to bless you or not?"

"Of course." I said.

"Whether it's delicious or not?" an old voice cut in.

I looked up in astonishment, only to see that the avocado had lost its demented appearance.

Trash and I looked at each other, and there was a flash of excitement in our eyes: "Of course."

"Whether the road ahead is sweet or bitter?"

"of course."

"No concealment, no deceit?"

"of course."

"The two sides wear rings. The groom kisses the bride." After Avocado finished these two sentences, it seemed that she had finished her lifelong vows.

The ring was on my fin and I kissed his forehead.

The ring was a bit small and I decided to lose weight so my figure would match its size.

Seeing that Ms. Avocado regained her sanity, the trash was even more anxious than me and asked about the epidemic depression.

Avocado sighed: "Although I don't know the cause of this disease, I know that all my husband's depression came from that day ten years ago."

I prick up my ears.

"That day, he saw a terrifying thing."

"Creepy?" I said.

"Three men ate a girl." Avocado said leisurely.

My heart suddenly felt like being hit by a wooden hammer, and I became dizzy. The three of us...shared food...

Could it be, I didn't dare to think about it, so I glanced at the garbage from the corner of my eye.

He also seemed to be dazed, maybe he didn't expect that there were witnesses back then, but soon he calmed down, and even asked me very politely: "Do you need me to leave?"

I remembered the oath just now, never cheat and never hide.So I shook my head, isn't it just eating someone, is it serious?

"Actually, I have also eaten a lot of octopus." I comforted him.

Avocado's old voice began to talk about the distant past: "It was one day ten years ago, my husband was an hour late, and after landing, he took out a woman's arm from his arms.

He said that he saw a hellish scene near the bay. Three skinny men were eating a red-haired girl. Like a puppet floating in the sea.

But whenever he passed by, the girl would smile at him.

The girl died.

He regrets it.He said he should have rushed to stop the killing, but he backed down, he didn't have the courage to face three ferocious beasts.This incident became a poisonous thorn in his heart.The puncture pierced a blood vessel and began to rot, turning him into a pus-covered monster, a food that no longer had any taste and could only be thrown in the trash. "

"Do you know who those three people are?" After I asked this sentence, I wanted to slap myself.The trash was right in front of her, if she knew, she would jump up and tear him alive right now.

Sure enough, Avocado shook her head: "He refused to tell me. He said that was someone he would never touch, and he didn't want me to take revenge."

Garbage once again clenched the woman's hand, his eyes were still so calm and contagious: "Don't worry, I believe they will suffer retribution."

I don't know what he was thinking in his heart, but this quality of not changing his face really surprised me.

We left.

Came to a sea of ​​morning glory.

"Just ask what you want to know," he said.

"Are you really?" I asked cautiously.

He smiled: "Do you really think I can eat people? If we really ate her, who was that on that day?"

I looked at the round of yellow sun cakes in the sky.Indeed, if Shuangyan was eaten, who was that on that day?

He no longer keeps it up, "It's a reflection."

"Reflection?" Even if I was killed, I couldn't think of this answer.

He smiled, picked a small flower and twisted it in his hand, "A long time ago, there was a little octopus who fell in love with the sun in the sky, so he prayed to the witch:

Witch, witch, I want her to love me.

The witch shook her head: I can't change the love and hate deep in my soul.

So the octopus said again: Witch, witch, I want her to be mine.

The witch still shook her head: I can't control her thoughts, nor can I control her belonging, she only belongs to herself.

So the octopus said again: "Witch, witch, I want to have her, even if it's just her shadow."

The witch finally granted his request.The shadow of the sun reflected in the ocean of ketchup slowly came to life at this moment.

It became a perfect puppet that couldn't speak or walk. "

After hearing this story, I was dumbfounded: "This is too stupid, if it were me..."

He stopped holding the flower, and his smiling eyes looked to me like a sharp knife: "What do you want?"

I:…

Hey, this has nothing to do with me.

However, I was determined not to say this: "I will throw her in the trash. And then, what happened ten years ago?"

I thought he wouldn't answer.But he sighed faintly and did not hide it: "Actually, there is nothing to say. What Ms. Avocado said is true. We encountered pirates at sea, and we were robbed of all our food and ships, leaving only one Board, the three of us drifted at sea like drifting bottles.

Too hungry, no food, Yanchao Coffee can't hold on anymore, the only thing I do every day is to wait for death.

Then the shadow appeared and we ate it. "

His tone was flat.He didn't exaggerate his sad past too much.

But from his gently closed eyes, I can feel the pain of those days, I hugged him from behind, and he intertwined with me: "Then the takoyaki came, and the whole ocean of tomato sauce was surging, terrifying The momentum was overwhelming, I thought I was going to die, but to my surprise, he let us go, only took away our future, and he ordered us to work for him until we die."

"He might like you." I said seriously.

"Heh." He lowered his head and smiled, "Didn't you say that I have a white face and a dark heart, and no one will like me except you?"

Heh heh, the logic of my words is beyond the mark, impeccable, "Yes, if someone likes you in the future, you must not be deceived, it is all fake, and has ulterior motives."

"Oh, really?"

"Of course!"

"Ah, I'm so scared, will you protect me?"

"It's not free, I'm very expensive." I snorted twice, and remembered the original topic again, "And then? You have lived in peace for so many years? Is Yanchao Coffee in the mirror?" Who did you see?"

"Have you already guessed it?" He said calmly, "Yes, five months ago, when the meteorite landed, many mysterious changes took place, including the reappearance of the ghost. Swallow's Nest Coffee saw her ghostly figure in the mirror.

She has a soul, and she has returned from the depths of hell, and she is here for revenge. "

I suddenly became nervous: "Have you seen her?"

"No, but I can feel her presence. It's cold, and it will drag people into hell." He shuddered, and his voice seemed to be covered with ice.

I understand, no wonder Shuangyan's shadow came to Yanchao Coffee, killed the 3 of Spades, and led me to the garbage room, all for revenge.

I had a sudden shock in my heart, but I felt something was wrong: "So, you must be the last person she wants to kill!"

"Who knows?"

"Are not you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I believe you can protect me." He threw a tall hat on my head.

I expressed my comfort and was about to nod when I heard him say, "I just hope that when the hero comes on stage, the cesspit will not be blown up again."

Shift, I knew he couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth, "I'm telling you, I've already passed the age where I would be conquered by sugar-coated bullets. If you want my protection, you have to pay the protection fee first."

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly broke off a small piece of chocolate from his body and stuffed it into my mouth: "You have already collected the protection fee, you can't break your promise."

The chocolate melted in my mouth, and so did my heart... Shit, I'm not going to melt, let alone be sugar-coated, I'm just, just doing things for money.

This is the best food in Witch Town, barely enough to buy my personal bodyguard for a month.

I sucked on the taste of chocolate, but slowly the movement of my mouth stopped.

His taste is not the same as imagined.Neither bitter nor sweet, like a block of wax.

He has already lost all taste.

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The karma of ten years ago has already come out, and the smart friends probably have already guessed the truth.

ps: The second part is going to be a new one. Because of the whole system, Zhouzhou's future adventures will gradually break away from the infinite stream and turn to adventure.

Including the pursuit of the secrets of the convention, the revenge of the murderer, the exploration of 10 dimensions and more.Thank you for your support.

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