[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

Since graduating, Rococo has been working hard in the bustling city. After a few years, he has made a small success in his career and has considerable savings in his bank card.

But her life's major event has not been settled yet. It's not that she hasn't been courteous to her in these years. Rococo has also had a few love affairs, but she always feels that something is missing, and every love affair ends without a problem.

In this way, until Rococo crossed the 27-year-old mark, there was still no fixed person around him.

Rococo's mother-in-law finally couldn't sit still anymore. The young girl of her own family was about to wilt, and she had to pack up and get married before she completely withered, so she gave Rococo an ultimatum, letting her Quit your job and go home, and settle the major issues in your life.

At that time, Rococo’s work happened to encounter some twists and turns. After a big fight with the boss, he resigned from the job, retired the house he had rented for several years, and bid farewell to the city where he had worked and lived for four years. Back home with big bags and small bags.

Originally, I thought that I would be more relaxed when I got home, but who would have expected that Ke Ke's mother would be determined to marry her this time, forcing her to go out on blind dates every day in a glamorous dress.

When women reach their age, they seem to be slow-moving goods. When the matchmakers hear about Rococo's age, they dare to introduce anything crooked.

Luo Keke looked at the man in his thirties in front of him, resisted splashing the juice in front of him on his face, and listened to him talking about his demands.

This guy is too old to be a man, but he doesn't have a serious job and needs to be supported by his parents. At this time, he asked Rococo to take care of the elderly after marriage, take good care of him, and take care of the children. The one who gave birth to a son, and said very clearly that if Rococo gave birth to a daughter, then sorry, the door of their house will be closed to her forever.

The firm tone seemed to confirm that Luo Keke must marry into his family.

Luo Keke didn't know where this guy got the confidence to say such a thing, how dare a waste like him miss her?Luo Keke has never been a good-tempered person. If she hadn't been afraid of her mother's nagging, she would have kicked this man back to her mother's womb long ago.

"Just like you who live and waste the country's air and die who waste the country's land, why do you think I will marry you?"

Rococo raised his head proudly, his eyes and brows were full of contempt.These years of experience can't be judged. How could such a useless man be able to resist that aggressive aura?Seeing the man's overly frightened appearance, Rococo finally felt better. He drank the juice in front of him in one gulp, and Rococo got up and left.

At this time, the blind date man just came back to his senses. Thinking that he seemed to be frightened by this woman just now, he couldn't help becoming angry. He opened his mouth and wanted to call her back, but his eyes accidentally saw the glass on the table. For a pile of powder.

The blind date man shuddered involuntarily, and the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

Is this still human?

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After leaving the gate of the restaurant, Luo Keke stretched out without any image. In just a few days, she was more tired than working overtime for a week.

Rococo, who didn't want to go back now, started to stroll on the street.

Watching a movie alone, the idiotic plot made her drowsy.After the show ended, I went to the supermarket to buy a lot of snacks, and walked home with big and small bags.

When I was about to get home, my mother-in-law called and said that she had something to go out and asked Luo Keke to deal with it by herself.

Rococo looked at the things in her hands, fortunately she had the foresight.

Slowly walking downstairs, Luo Keke saw a slender man standing there with his back facing her. Luo Keke somehow felt that the figure from his back was very familiar, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This man is a rare best just looking at the back, and he doesn't know what the front will look like.

Luo Keke thought so, but the pace of his feet didn't stop. He didn't need to think about it, but he knew that such a man had already been married, and it was meaningless to look at it a few more times.

Opening the anti-theft door of the community, Rococo walked in.

After experiencing so many worlds, Rococo cast a shadow on the elevator and walked up the stairs.

After walking a few steps, there was the sound of steady footsteps behind him. Luo Keke somehow remembered the figure at the door, and subconsciously turned his head away.

The tall man stood under the steps, looking up at her, his handsome face was icy cold, only the amber eyes contained a little confusion.

Rococo stared at him blankly, as if for a century.

"Hannibal..."

Luo Keke, who hadn't dreamed for a long time, didn't expect that she would see those characters in her dreams again, and when she was about to seal them into her memory, he appeared alive before her eyes again.

Not a dream, not a hallucination, Hannibal, here he is.

The bag in his hand was loosened at some point, and the things in it rolled down the steps and scattered at Hannibal's feet. He just looked at her like that, with a glint in his eyes that she couldn't see clearly. mood.

The two looked at each other for a long time, until Hannibal suddenly said, "Miss, do you know me?"

It was still the elegant and charming French accent, that was Rococo's extremely familiar voice, she had been away for so long, so long that she thought she had forgotten his voice, and when they met together, those distant memories instantly became clear, Rococo Can't help but want to cry.

Brother, how long have I not seen you?

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Rococo smiled brightly. Although he didn't know why Hannibal came to reality, Rococo felt very happy to see his brother again.

Picking up the scattered snacks one by one, Rococo looked up at Hannibal, and said in a pure French accent, "Since you're here, come and sit at my house."

After finishing speaking, he took Hannibal's arm and walked upstairs.

Hannibal's eyes glanced at Rococo's hand holding his arm. He never liked being touched by people, especially strangers, but looking at the white and tender arm on his arm, Hannibal miraculously Hannibal didn't wave it away, remembering the tone of voice when she called him just now, a smile appeared on Hannibal's gloomy face.

After Misha left him, Hannibal lived in a daze like a walking corpse. Until a long time later, he set his sights on those who had committed crimes but escaped justice.

They are full of sins that cannot be washed away, and only by washing them can the world be restored to clarity.

After he used a knife to cut off the penis of a man who committed a strong alkali crime, and let him swallow it alive, watching him die miserably at his feet, Hannibal felt at peace, cleaned up all traces, and walked out of that remote place. What Hannibal saw was not the familiar woods, but a completely strange place.

The people here are dressed completely differently from what he knows, and they speak a completely unfamiliar language. Even if he is dull, he knows that this is a completely different world.

After bringing Hannibal home, Rococo sat on the sofa and stared at Hannibal who was drinking from a teacup.

The Hannibal in front of him has lost the youthfulness he remembered, and has become more mature, with that kind of natural aristocratic atmosphere, which makes people feel ashamed at a glance.

He was the most elegant and charming gentleman she had ever met.

Rococo, whose thoughts were wandering, didn't see the thought flashing in Hannibal's eyes until she realized that her eyes seemed too hot. Rococo rubbed her nose embarrassedly, and looked away, only daring to use the corner of her eyes to wander from time to time. to him.

She seems to have forgotten that she is no longer his sister at this time, so looking at it like this, it seems a bit menglang.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Rococo stood up, said something about preparing dinner, and then hid in the kitchen as if fleeing.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, Hannibal stood up and turned around the room.

Opening the white wooden door, the scenery in the room came into Hannibal's eyes. There was a large white bed covered with sheets of white background and blue flowers. Next to the bed was a bookcase of the same color, on which was a pair of books. photo frame.

The girl in the photo frame is smiling wantonly, against the blue sky in the background, and the white flock of sheep can be seen in the distance.

His slender fingers brushed over the smiling face of the girl in the photo, Hannibal's eyes seemed to be overflowing with tenderness, and the palm holding the photo frame became transparent, Hannibal put the photo frame down, and walked out.

In the dining room, Rococo has already put simple three dishes and one soup on the table, and the bowls and chopsticks are also neatly arranged. Seeing Hannibal coming out, Rococo showed a big smile on his face: "Brother... Uh, Hannibal, come over for dinner."

That address was called out at that point, and Rococo hurriedly changed her words. Seeing that Hannibal didn't seem to hear, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't hear.

The meal was extremely comfortable, and although Hannibal didn't say a word, it can be seen from the fact that he never stopped stretching out his chopsticks, he was obviously very satisfied.

She is very satisfied to have the opportunity to cook a meal for her brother.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Rococo stood in the kitchen and kept cheering herself up. She wanted to tell him the truth!

Opening the kitchen door, Rococo saw Hannibal's transparent body. He looked at her tenderly and said, "Sister."

Rococo covered his mouth, suppressing the crying that he was about to blurt out, why is this happening?

Everyone speaks with her unique characteristics. When Misha called him Hannibal, the last note was three times, and when Rococo called him, it was the same tone.

Misha, although I don't know what happened, but no matter what you become, you will always be my dearest sister.

Nice to see you again.

As long as you live well, it doesn't matter if you're not by my side.

Misha, my dear sister, I only want you to live.

Hannibal's figure dissipated into the air like light smoke, and Rococo stared blankly at the empty living room, holding back tears for a long time.

It turned out that he knew that her brother, her so smart brother, how could he not recognize his sister? She didn't even call out brother.

Holding the pillow that Hannibal used to lean on, smelling the familiar smell of rococo, he couldn't help crying.

Brother, do I still have a chance to call you brother?

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