"Sherry!"

Allen didn't expect that just after he yelled, Shirley beside him suddenly covered her ears and trembled all over, and his hand was thrown away vigorously. It would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, but what he cares most about is his current mental state Confused Shirley.

He held her face and called her name in an attempt to draw her attention back, but although Shirley looked at him, it wasn't him.

He saw a void inside, saw the bloody despair, but he was the only one there.

Feeling a pang in his heart, he grabbed Shirley's shoulder and shook vigorously, the other's eyes finally had some different colors.

He saw big tears falling from those sky-blue eyes, like a heavy rain waiting for the dry land for a long time, it broke away from the owner's will and blurred the woman's face.

But that kind of mourning, like the extreme ice that has been thawed for thousands of years, made him hug each other tightly.

"Don't cry," he murmured softly, "I'm right by your side."

I am by your side, so this time, please really see me in your eyes, just like our first meeting, I will imprint you in my heart.

"The reason to live..." Shirley just cried softly, she was confused by these transparent and cold objects, "It's gone, it's all been taken away..."

My knife, my bondage, all taken away...

The current Shirley Elaine is worthless, what reason does she have to live?

no one needs her anymore...

"I made a lot of purchases after the war."

Allen suddenly said a very nonsensical remark, but he narrated it seriously.

"I helped my father buy several houses, and I bought a lot of daily necessities for myself, and I also bought a lot of books...I also prepared a lot of things for traveling outside the wall."

"However, I still have one thing that I can't find."

"So I ran outside the wall first."

"Because I know that thing is here."

"Now I've got hold of that thing," he tightened his hand, "but I don't know if [it] wants to go with me."

"Shirley," Alan separated the two of them slightly, and he looked at Shirley with bright eyes, "Will you go with me?"

Shirley stared at him blankly, he smiled and lowered his head to kiss her eyes, the scorching temperature made her close her eyes.

The heart that had been silent all this time suddenly started beating wildly, sending fresh blood to the whole body.

"Let me be your reason for living."

"I need you, so live for me?"

"Didn't you say that? I'm a little angel," he jokingly teased her with the tip of his nose, his eyes full of expectation, "Why don't you just let the little angel accompany you?"

Shirley was stunned: "When did I say..."

Allen: "Promise, promise, promise..." The magic sound pierces the ears...

promise

Perhaps it was because the magic sound ear piercing skill was too powerful, Xue Li nodded blankly.

Perhaps it was because of the wonderful refraction of the afternoon sun shining on the sea surface, nine blurry figures emerged on the sea level of the sky, they looked at the other side of the coast, among them was a young man with warm short flaxen hair, his eyes were affectionate Staring intently at the woman with long chestnut hair on the shore.

A snow-white wave hit, and their figures disappeared in the pieces of broken light.

Shirley, who walked side by side with Allen, suddenly turned her head with a feeling, and she looked at the sea level that seemed to be integrated with the sky.

"what happened?"

Allen pulled the hands of the two of them.

She turned her head, looked at the eyes that exuded the gentle and heavy light of emerald, and finally raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a long-lost smile.

"Just remembering some old things..."

A girl with long chestnut hair stood in front of a man with long silver hair, surrounded by boundless light and darkness.

"Are you really the great god of time travel?" The girl's eyes were full of surprises, "There really is such a wonderful god!"

It was said that the silver-haired man had blue veins on his forehead, but his good self-cultivation kept him smiling gently.

"You can have a time-traveling add-on," he gently held up his palm, with a soft blue halo on it.

"Then I want a knife! The sharpest one, the one that can cut through everything!"

Since you are going to the world of giants, you need a knife that can cut the back of your neck neatly.

The girl thought purely and excitedly.

Hearing this, the man showed a smile of unknown meaning, and he put his palm flat in front of the girl's eyes, a knife more than one meter long appeared in the halo, and the dark red pattern shone with inexplicable brilliance.

"Yaodao Murura, this is a good knife," he held out his hand for the girl to take. "But the Yaodao is spiritual, and the user must be determined, otherwise he may be affected by the bloodthirsty nature of the Yaodao."

"What happens if you are affected?"

"It's nothing bad," the man still smiled gracefully, "it's just that it will be assimilated into a knife."

Those who have no feelings only know the sword of [Cuwu].

"I will definitely not become like that," the girl smiled confidently, "I will not be driven by a knife."

The girl waited for her to be sent away, but the man just spoke again mysteriously.

"One more thing to keep in mind."

The girl looked up at him suspiciously.

"This knife is your passport. If you take it with you, you may return to the original world after you finish everything. But if you lose it, I can't find you, which means you can't come back. gone."

"So you have to take it with you," the man tapped the girl's forehead with his index finger, as if imposing a constraint, "even to the end of life."

"En." The girl nodded unconsciously, only feeling that something was engraved in her mind, and then gradually dissipated from deep to shallow.

"Then go now, go to what you long for..."

A cruel smile slowly appeared on the face of the handsome god, and the girl looked at him ignorantly.

"That world."

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865. 5, 20

Dad even gave me a diary.

He never gives birthday gifts, just like his mother, but every birthday we will go to a new place, where we can watch a sunrise or eat a local special meal.

Dad said, let me record what happened, happy or sad, in it, so that when I grow up, I will not lose those precious memories.

In fact, I didn't understand what my father meant.

Anyway, I can write a little every day, right?

865. 5, 21

Dad is a liar, he said that green peppers can make people grow up faster, so I try to eat them every time.

Mom is an accomplice, no wonder she laughs every time.

Bad mother, bad father, I will ignore you for three days.

865. 5, 22

Accidentally talked to my mother!

I was also amused by my father...

No no no!Yeager, you have to have some backbone!Three days is three days!

Today is the first day?

865. 6, 1

Did I say to ignore them for three days?

No matter, I am so happy to receive many gifts today.

They said today was a holiday for children and took me to a nearby garden.

Saw a huge turtle in the garden!

But Uncle Armin said it was a turtle.

Turtles live in the sea, and the garden is next to the sea.

Little Windsor is so cute, sleeping in his uncle's arms all the time.

My mother said that I was very misbehaving when I was a child and always wanted to slip away from her arms.

Dad said I was a little villain and pulled my ears.

865. 6, 15

My mother said that there is no need to keep a diary every day.

Today, Aunt Mikasa brought her poke over to play.

Polk said Windsor would be his bride when she grew up.

Arrogant guy!Didn't you see Windsor likes me best?

She won't let you hold hands.

865. 6, 19

Today we go to visit the grave.

This cemetery is so strange, there is only one tombstone, and that tombstone is very big, with wreaths hanging on it, and words written all over the surface of the tombstone.

My mother said that all nine of her friends were in it, and she pointed them out to me one by one.

I was picked up by my mother to watch, and the father next to me suddenly hugged my mother, and I was also hugged by him.

I thought Dad's friend was in there too, but he seemed sadder than Mom, so I kissed him on the cheek to comfort him.

Mom laughed, her soft lips pressed to my forehead, and I heard Dad laugh too.

I like the way mom smiles the most, and I think dad does too.

865. 6, 19

Today we go to visit the grave.

This cemetery is so strange, there is only one tombstone, and that tombstone is very big, with wreaths hanging on it, and words written all over the surface of the tombstone.

My mother said that all nine of her friends were in it, and she pointed them out to me one by one.

I was picked up by my mother to watch, and the father next to me suddenly hugged my mother, and I was also hugged by him.

I thought Dad's friend was in there too, but he seemed sadder than Mom, so I kissed him on the cheek to comfort him.

Mom laughed, her soft lips pressed to my forehead, and I heard Dad laugh too.

I like the way mom smiles the most, and I think dad does too.

865. 6, 22

Scary Aunt Anna is coming home!

865. 6, 23

Mom threw up today.

Doesn't she like the strange smell of green peppers too?

I offered her my candy and she gave me a kiss.

Dad asked me to go shopping on his neck.

He asked me if I wanted a little brother or a little sister.

I asked him how much he paid for me.

But Dad didn't answer my question, he bought some eggs and vegetables, laughed all the time, and still laughed when he got home.

Dad didn't answer, so I asked my mother.

My mother froze for a moment, and then laughed too. She hugged me around, pointed at my nose and called me a little villain.

865. 7, 5

Dad didn't let my mother hug me anymore, he said it was dangerous.

865. 8, 15

Mom got fat, her belly bulged out.

I think my father will be happy, he has been talking about raising my mother to be white and fat.

In fact, I suspect that my father secretly consulted Uncle Sass, who raises pigs, and his pigs are white and fat.

Will mom change like that too?

……

No, it's scary to think about it...

865. 8, 17

Uncle Sass said that mother is not fat, but has a baby.

little baby?

Was I also a baby when I was a child?

When I got home, I saw my mother lying on the sofa and fell asleep. My father took a blanket and covered her, and then I got inside and fell asleep together.

Mom praised me when she woke up.

865. 8, 20

Mother has become the key protection object of the family.

865. 10, 11

Mom's belly is getting bigger and bigger, like a balloon.

I especially like to lie on it, and sometimes I can hear small sounds coming from inside.

Dad forbids me to lie on my mother's stomach again.

Then he lay on his mother's belly.

How stingy...

865. 12, 9

Recently, my mother is not even allowed to go out, and my father even follows me in the shower.

My mother doesn't have the energy to play with me anymore.

The thing in my mother's stomach must be a little villain. I heard that sometimes he would kick my mother in the middle of the night.

866. 1, 12

I have a little sister.

She is like a little monkey.

Bright red, but impossibly small.

866. 2, 14

My sister is now white and fat.

She has sky blue eyes similar to her mother.

Dad likes her very much, but Mom says she likes Dad's eyes more.

I also love my little sister, especially when she holds my hand.

866. 3, 5

My sister will laugh.

Dad would follow her and laugh foolishly every time.

They named her Cinderella.

She is the little princess in our family. Of course, it is not ruled out that Mom and Dad want to have another one.

But my father said that my mother was too old to reproduce.

But it doesn't matter, I will take care of Cinderella, and my father will take care of my mother. Four people are just right. If there is one more, Cinderella is too young to take care of it, and it will still have to fall on me.

Finally, welcome to this home, Cinderella.

After reading the little diary in her hand, Shirley secretly glanced at her sleeping son and daughter, picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on it.

Cinderella's lanugo is soft, and she can be vaguely seen to be as light black as Shelley. The baby's limbs are wide open, her pink lips are slightly parted, her stomach is bulging from sleep, and the little boy is curled up next to her , with a delicate face, and the slender eyelashes fluttering with the frequency of breathing, like the light dance of a butterfly.

Shirley kissed each of the two little angels on the cheek, walked softly back to Shelley's room, and put the diary she sorted out from under the bed on the table.

Shelley, my little rascal, mother will always love you.

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