Hunter Fan - Snake

14

The light from the sun has a light yellow color, showing an overly dazzling light on the young man. It is not very strong, but it cannot be seen directly.

Qian Shui bit his lip subconsciously, and the excessive force made his lips turn white, too tragically white, but he didn't know it.

Kuroro turned his head and thought for a while, and was not in a hurry to answer the question. He just reached out and took out a pair of thick-framed black-rimmed eyes from somewhere. The thick lenses shone strongly under the sunlight. White and white.

He stepped forward, helped Qianshui take it, looked at her confused eyes and didn't explain much, reached out and rubbed her long haloed hair, her bangs were a bit long, and parted them easily, feeling satisfied Only then stopped.

"Don't worry, let's go back." Kuroro lowered his hands, and then said, his voice hoarse and joyful.

Qianshui lowered his head, and tightly grabbed the skirt with both hands, as if he was pulling it with all his strength, he didn't look up, and he didn't meet Kuroro's eyes like stagnant water.

She wriggled her lips, trembling so much, she raised her head in an instant, facing the hot sky, only a little face was visible on the face covered by the overly thick lenses, and the expression could not be seen clearly.

Kuroro pursed his lips, and the arc of a half-smile was full of unpredictable emotions. He hugged her with light force, bent down, wrapped her waist with one hand, and stroked her hair with the other.

He said, "It's okay, it's all over." His voice was soft, as if comforting a young child.

Qian Shui closed her eyes, and relaxed her body against Kuroro's chest, which was much higher than hers, with her necks intersecting.

Suddenly, she remembered something, and began to struggle violently, putting her hands on Kuroro's chest, her head was lowered very low, so that only the excessively long hair and the halo and scattered eyes could be seen. At the top of her head, she said, "for now... don't come near me, sir... please..."

Kuroro glanced thoughtfully, and the moment he raised his eyes, he used his strength to narrow the distance between the two of them, forcing their bodies to depend on each other, and the temperature was transmitted.

She twitched, like crying, but there were no tears on her face, only the eye sockets were wet, and only the pupils shrank. It didn't matter, it didn't matter.

Gradually, she began to tell, as if telling an old story, "I'm sorry... sir, I'm sorry. I said I hated you just now, I'm sorry. It's just... just that I like Raleigh, I like Raleigh very much... I like it so much, It's about to become love, but it's dead... dead! There's no temperature..."

The scorched body of the boy was still lying not far away, his body was stiff and unrecognizable, and he could no longer see any beauty and elegance that existed before.

She confided, in an extremely weak voice, childish but extremely sad, she said, "I thought they were different... different people, but... the same, the same. I killed him. I like Raleigh, I like it very much, I was about to fall in love but I killed him cruelly! I am guilty, I am guilty..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her head deeply, and her thick-framed black-rimmed glasses seemed to be falling off, but she didn't push him, but repeated her sins over and over again.

The guilt of killing, the guilt of taking life.

Kuroro brushed her hair, the soft touch made people not want to let go, the snuggling posture made her unable to see his expression, his handsome face was expressionless, but his voice was extremely soft, fearing that it might startle the embryonic birds and beasts, "It's okay, it's over."

He waited for her to ease her breath and calm her emotions, and then he continued, with a smile on his lips again, with three points of innocence, seven points of cruelty, but extremely gentle, elegant and gentle like a gentleman, "No need endure."

The body in his arms trembled, and then relaxed again. Qianshui raised his head, and the teeth biting his lower lip showed signs of loosening.

It's been a long time, probably not that long, but I just feel that time seems to slow down at that moment, in order for her to struggle, floating in the inner conflict, reason and desire, the final answer is that on the neck with the tragic white Clearly visible traces.

Kuroro loosened her hand, and she backed away. The lens was too thick to see her expression clearly, but he couldn't imagine that there was an inexplicable sadness on that delicate face, the kind of expression that was about to cry but couldn't help it. The paradox of coercion and forbearance.

The pain on the neck didn't mean anything, and the two deeper holes slowly seeped bloody red water.

The shallow water paused, and finally stretched out his hand to rub gently. In a blink of an eye, the bite marks disappeared, and even the slight pain was gone.

Ku Luoluo rubbed his lips with his fingers, as if he was thinking, but he seemed to be in a daze. He turned and walked towards the knight and Ku Hua not far away, without looking back.

She looked at Kuroro's back for a long time, until Kuroro stopped at a distance before she came back to her senses, quickly followed him, and advanced to a seat about half a step behind him.

The knight has already woken up, even if his body has not recovered quickly, walking on foot temporarily is not a problem.Ku Hua remained silent and followed behind.

Even if he doesn't have extra physical strength, Xia Ke is still a person who can't sit still. According to his words, it can be understood as the theory of 'If you don't speak, you will become a zombie'.

"I said Miss~Why don't you call the head of the group by name?~Is it called Kan~" Xia Ke squinted his eyes and smiled brightly. A few strands of malt-yellow hair were curled up. Coupled with his bright face, he was extremely Full of affinity.

Qian Shui smiled gently, with curved eyes and lips, "Because sir is sir."

Having said that, it's a pity that she forgot that Xia Ke is a master with extremely strong willpower, and she underestimated his personality of not giving up until the root of the problem is solved.

Playing around, the knight slowly approached her, almost at a close distance, and leaned his face against her ear and whispered, "Come and see~ It's not going to happen~ The leader will like it too~ "

Too close a distance is not what she likes, but the other party, Mr. Knight, told her that it is extremely impolite to refuse, she bit her lip, and she tried to call out, "Ku...Ku..."

She felt a little hot at the base of her ears, and her face was so low that she couldn't lower her face. After she said a word, she couldn't continue.

The knight seemed to have discovered a new continent, his eyes widened in surprise, "Qian Shui, you are blushing~ Are you shy? ~ Is it shy to be called the leader's name?~"

The relentless voice echoed in her ears, she lowered her face even lower, if there was a crack in the ground, she thought she would get in, she... was so useless, she couldn't even pronounce her name, What do you think sir?

"Xia Ke." A voice floated in the air, his voice was hoarse, with a sense of charm that cannot be ignored, just like... Fengxian.

Kuroro glanced at the knight, his eyes were deep and deep, but there was an angled smile on his lips, which could not be ignored.

Hearing this, the knight shrank his neck, with a frightened expression, pouted his lips, with a frustrated and dissatisfied expression, "I know~" He whispered in a very low voice, "Don't you think the leader doesn't care?" Well~ I’m just helping you with a question~”

Kuroro turned his eyes to look forward, his eyes narrowed, "No need."

She froze for a moment, then laughed, it was the kind of arc that made people feel kind when they saw it, under the light golden halo shining down from the sky, it seemed that people had the illusion of seeing the messenger of God for a moment.

The flying wings, the pure white color, the soft and sacred aura, the idea that it cannot be approached, cannot be approached, and must not be profane exists in the heart.

In the next second, it might disappear or disappear, not even half a feather left without a trace.

She smiled, and the black patent leather original leather shoes under her feet were a little peeled, and they "tick-tocked" on the uneven ground, making a pleasant sound.

Suddenly, the wind blew up her hair.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the young man who was only one step ahead, and brushed her hair behind her ears with her hand. She lowered her head and said softly, "Sir, what do we want to eat when we go back?"

"Tiramisu." Without hesitation, he replied softly.

Take you away.

She stopped, and the smile on her lips was fixed on the upward angle, precisely 45 degrees, and the hand holding down the flying hair stopped the downward trend.

At that moment, she was like a stone statue in front of Medusa, unable to move, unable to move, and almost forgot to breathe.

After that, she took another step to keep up with the young man who was walking ahead, with a gap of one step.

With brisk steps, she smiled brilliantly, as if she had the whole world, that was a kind of satisfaction and a kind of redemption.

"Okay." Nodding with her hands behind her back, she agreed.

Tiramisu is a call for help, a signal in times of distress, who can find it?Who will save her.

She was so scared, so cold.Dry throat.

She wants to be redeemed and go home, but... where is it?

'Tiramisu. '

He said, he wanted her to make tiramisu, tiramisu made by her hands.

I'll take you away...so don't try to run away.If you escape, I will kill you.

The knight rushed up, with an aggrieved expression, "Miss is eccentric~ Why only ask the leader~ I want to eat too~"

She tilted her head, pointed her index finger at her lips thoughtfully, then smiled, her tone of playful tone burned, "What should I do? But that's what my husband wants~"

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The girl floating in the air turned her body and squinted her emerald eyes with a sweet smile. Her golden wavy hair spread out in the air, like algae floating in the water. It moved and moved, which was very beautiful.

She hugged her knees and moved with the wind in the air, as if she was traveling, a lifeless journey, as if she was searching, but also as if she was tracing back.

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As soon as he finished speaking, the knight hung his head, his malt-yellow hair twirling with the wind, which was very funny.She laughed when she saw it.

"Okay~ The young lady has also learned to lie~ No, no, no~ I protest! The leader will make life difficult for us spider legs~"

Seeing the knight's funny behavior, she covered her lips and smiled lightly, her laughter sounded like a fairy's blessing.

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A figure appeared in the darkness, revealing bright red lips, opening and closing.Lips fluttered, as if singing a song, an unknown but nostalgic song.

A man's figure appeared behind the figure, with an expressionless face, one and one closed lips reflected in his perplexed eyes, and long black hair hanging behind him.

The figure raised its hand and waved it lightly. It was the end of life, an eternal cage that could not be stopped, named—responsibility.

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The dreamy space has the figure of a teenager, the blue sky, and the colorful clouds, just like a fairy tale dream.

The young man bent over to salute, and the black and white tuxedo drew a very beautiful trajectory in the air.

After three months and six days, the drama ended and ceased to exist in the grand flame.

It was pitch black for a moment, and only the pale lips of the young man slowly wriggled, revealing that they did not belong to human beings.

'Let's dance, in the time that stops, to the end, and then sing, sit up the 36 steps and sing. '

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With a sound of "creak", the light disappeared, leaving only the sound of mechanical gears gnawing at each other, showing the cold texture.

The joy of reunion, the fate of hostility, God sitting firmly on the clouds, squinting his eyes and pitying life, the ending... what will happen?

"Kangdang".

It is the entanglement of sad people, believe in gods, pray to God, and pray for yourself when you face the end.

"Come on, let's sing..."

The author has something to say: After the first volume, I didn't see many comments, nor did I see many collections, so... I want to stop...

Music chapter: The time of three people, Jun をのせて Hayao Miyazaki, God, don’t let us separate, Unknown なアーティスト, Ura Yuki ParallelHearts.

It should be all of them...