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It was a narrow house, the light was so weak that people could not feel the hidden temperature inside, the blackness spread, and gusts of cold air came in from the gaps in various places, forming the sound of hula hula, just like the cry of a dead person. The sound is scary.

Qianshui curled up in the corner seat, hugging her knees and sitting on the ground against her face. The moisture from the ground made her feel very cold, but she could bear it. She was used to forbearance. What will soon pass.

She stared at the front wall in a daze. There was a candlestick next to it. It was the kind of candlestick carved with finely divided patterns. The candle burned to the root, and the wick was charred and black.

The area illuminated by the candlelight is very small, except for a part of the dark yellow at the base of the wall, all you can see is black, a large piece of black, as deep as Mr.'s eyes, so pure.

She hugged her hands tightly around her knees, tilted her head, squinted her eyes and stared at the invisible wall in front of her, and began to imagine what it would look like, maybe a neat and flawless earth wall, maybe It would be a dilapidated, chipped wall.

She smiled, but quickly eliminated that expression. She stared blankly at the darkness in front of her, her eyebrows were lowered in a daze, her eyes were out of focus, she was thinking about something, but she didn't go what to think.

She remembered Kuroro's words, when he told her that he loved her, the husband was really good at joking.She pulled her clothes to cover the exposed wound on her arm, twisted and crawled, and the faint pulsating frequency around her body made her feel sick.

This is an inexplicable body, she thought, this is a frightening body, she repeated.

She was waiting, waiting for the progress of time, and seemed to be waiting for some result to come. She was a little confused, and reached out to touch her earlobe. The familiar coldness disappeared, and was replaced by a rough feeling.There is no Mebius, no thirst that seems to be going crazy and dying, she suddenly feels how lucky it is.

She bowed, leaned forward and stretched her fingers to touch the wall that she couldn't see clearly, and there was a rough feeling on her fingers.She moved, slowly tracing the shape of the wall in her mind.

There is a small piece of apple pie on the side of the candlestick. The freshly baked apple pie is still warm, and the fragrance is very appetizing. The shallow water does not feel hungry, and it is cold when it is cold on the side.

The plate on which the apple pie was riding was engraved with characters that were so complicated that Qian Shui couldn't understand it, but it seemed that it was a precious item that she didn't know about. Now it's really a luxury to use it as a plate.

As she thought about it, she pressed her face against the wall and closed her eyes, which seemed to be stabbed by sand grains, but she couldn't shed any tears.She felt lonely and terrified, it came from the bottom of her heart, and it hurt so much to hold on to the wanton emotions.

She knelt down along the wall, and something sharp pierced her skin on the ground, moving her seat bit by bit along the wriggling wound.

She murmured, "My kind father, I am here to repent and pray, please give me a little time, just a little time, I will follow your admonition, don't let the filth and sin invade, so, just need A little time is enough..."

She was leaning against the wall, with pain on her face, and knelt on the ground for a long time. Feeling hungry, she turned around and sat back in the corner just now, lowering her head and biting the uneaten apple pie on the side.

It tastes very sweet, with a crispy texture, which is her favorite taste, why would Mr. Knight dislike it?Obviously put a lot of sugar, but also put so much fruit, it is very good for the body.

She licked her fingertips after eating, the corners of her mouth were covered with debris, and she rolled her tongue to lick it off.

She continued to hug her knees and curled up in that place, and the candlelight suddenly went out, and what fell was a black that made her feel at ease, the black that belonged to Mr.

She thought of the black leather shoes, the round-toed ones, the style she likes, the shiny dirty ones will become very clean after being wiped.She likes the texture that reflects light on her feet, very much.

Then she thought of something for a moment, but she forgot it in a daze. She frowned, tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she still didn't remember it. It's like a tight depression with a huge boulder pressing on it.

She wasn't sure what kind of emotion it was, it was just uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.She lowered her head between her knees and held her breath. She imagined that she was in a pool, surrounded by warm water, sparkling.

She waited until her head became dizzy before breathing again, sucking in the air again and again. There was a sweet taste in her mouth, sticky and astringent, but she felt so happy, like salvation.

Suddenly she wanted to sing, singing in that melodious voice, Miss Natasha's favorite eulogy, she sang, her voice was immature and mixed with inexplicable sadness.

She stood on the spot and turned around, as if she was wearing a dress for a performance. The style of the tutu skirt could spread out a lot when she rotated, which was very beautiful.

When will Mr. come to pick her up?Open the door and open the window so she can see the moon.When will she get what she wants?The husband is so kind and gentle, but she can't do anything for him.She thought she could tell her husband that she fell in love with him as well, would he be happy in that case?If it's the husband's wish, she can do it.

She became dizzy, and there was no half-death sound around her, not even the sound of the wind.Are you scared?Be afraid, because... there is not enough time...

She stabilized her body and stood straight on the spot without moving an inch. She heard a sound, it was footsteps, although it was very light and shallow, but she knew whose it was.

She wanted to smile, raised her head by 45 centimeters, and lowered the corners of her eyes. When the door opened, she turned to face the light. Following those pale and slender fingers, she said, "Sir, you are back, I have eaten all the apple pies." It's too late, but it's okay, if the husband wants to eat, I can make another afternoon tea."

Pointing her finger at the corner of her lips, she thought for a while and said, "There are berries in it, and if there is less sugar, Mr. Knight can eat it too. What do you think, sir?"

She went out and followed Kuroro, asking with a smile, her hands behind her back and her steps light.

Kurolo paused for a moment, then continued to step forward one by one, lowered his jaw, and only a little lip could be seen on his sideways face, which was raised at an angle of fifteen centimeters. He slightly rolled his eyes and lowered his voice Answer, "Yes."

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It was the thorny jungle again, with more trees beside it, standing still in the shallow water, looking up at the leaves above the head, which were green and very vibrant.

Kicking her toes, she turned to look at the man standing in the center, wearing a strange and exaggerated cloak, and soon she lowered her eyelids, staring at the round-toed leather shoes on her feet, with the leather on them turned up, looking very worn.

Then I thought of the shoes I bought before, pure white dancing shoes, very beautiful white, very comfortable to wear on the feet, it was the first gift my brother bought her, she was reluctant to wear it and hide it in the compartment of the room, If my mother sees it, she will throw it away, and my brother will be sad. She can't wear it, for sure.

Thinking of Qianshui, she laughed, mottled light spots shot on her face, printing circles one by one, very cute.

Kuroro raised his head and looked at the sky, the hair on his forehead moved slightly to reveal a black cross with equal arms.He closed his eyes and then opened them. His eyes were dark and frightening. He shifted his eyes to stare at the man in the center, with a smile on his face motionless.

The man looked excited, and he didn't know why, Qianshui stared at the toe of the shoe, remembering something, but was ignoring something, she lowered her eyes, didn't look at it, didn't think about it, Mr. is still Mr., the Mr. she likes, Chrollo Roussillo.

Mister is very weak right now, but even if he is weak, he is still strong, so she doesn't need to worry.It's just that she saw Mr. Hisoka, why isn't Miss Natasha here?If it's a ghost, shouldn't it be with Mr. Hisoka?Why is there nothing?

She felt puzzled, and her eyes did not move. There must be his reasons for what the husband decided. What she had to do was to wait and then believe in it, just like believing in God.

She smiled softly, relaxed her body to the softest level, breathed, listened to the conversation, and finally closed her eyes, the toe of her shoe was splashed with bright red blood foam, it was disgusting.

She raised her head, closed her eyes, and outlined the corners of her mouth at an angle of 45 centimeters, which was accurate.

Kuroro regained his senses and stretched out his hand to touch the top of her hair. The rough feeling in his hand was different from before. He frowned, and when he let go, he stroked it slowly, just like stroking his lips, gently soft.

She opened her eyes and met Kuroro's eyes, which contained her face, which was ugly, very, very ugly.The corners of the mouth are curved up, and the corners of the eyes are curved.

She said, "Mr. is always killing people. Whether it's me or Mr. Knight, they are always killing people non-stop. Why... hey?"

She asked, facing Kuroro's black eyes reflecting her ugly face, straight like a willful child who wants to get an answer.There is no way to be stubborn.

In fact, she doesn't need to answer, in fact, she doesn't need to explain so much, in fact, she doesn't want to ask.

After a brief silence, she apologized in a low voice, the corners of her mouth raised and the corners of her eyes pulled down.Smiling, she took Kuroro's hand hanging by her side, which was slender and pale, with distinct phalanges.She smiled and said, "Sir, I'm going to church. Tomorrow is Sunday again. Father God will bless you, as long as you warn me."

It doesn't matter if you don't speak, and it doesn't matter if you don't express your opinion.Because Mr. is a gentle person.

Kuroro was still pulling his hand forward from the shallow water, without resistance or absolute obedience, he smiled gently, glanced at the knight not far away, and the meaning was clear.

Xia Ke shrugged his shoulders, flipped the mobile phone in his hand and slipped it into his pocket, turned around and said something to several people.

Qianshui didn't hear it, didn't want to hear it, didn't want to look at it, just walked forward blindly, in front, and behind was Kuroro.

She is going to church, she must go to church, last time, last time she didn't go to the auditorium, Father God will blame her.She felt guilty, and felt guilty. If God Father was unhappy, her brother would be angry.

The shallow water suddenly stopped, standing there motionless, Kuroro went around and squatted down in front of her, carefully wiped the blood stains on the toes of her shoes with his fingers, and wiped them off bit by bit.

Raising his eyes, he looked into the shallow water and light yellow eyes that felt dark, and hooked the corners of his lips, and his smile became stronger, no longer the incomprehensible half-smile, he said, "Don't you like it..."

She closed her eyes, her eyes were so dry that she wanted to cry, she bit her mouth, and the line of her lips was pursed into a straight line. After a long time, she said, with a childish voice, "Mr. is a good person, very gentle, I like Mr., very I like it very much, although it is not love."

Qianshui fell in love with Raleigh in Meromina, the kind of liking she liked very much, almost love.She also likes Mr., very much, but not as much as Raleigh, nor as deeply as Der Spiegel, so... that's not love.

In an instant, she opened her eyes and looked directly at Kuroro, her eyes were scattered and concentrated, as if she saw something through something.

Kuroro stood up and hugged the shallow water, which was obviously in a daze, his necks folded like the moment he jumped off the hill, very calm.Breathe long and steady.He kissed her forehead and caught a glimpse of the sparrow freckles on the bridge of her nose, which was very cute.Laughing silently, he buried his head on her shoulder and said three words.

Black, large patches of black, her eyes are closed, the corners of her eyes are curved, and the corners of her lips are curved.

"It's okay, sir is a good person, really a good person. So... no need..." She said, reaching out to touch his hair, wanting to touch his forehead against God, she wanted to Kissing the corner of his mouth, but I have no strength, it's really... very bad.

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