Hunter Fan - Snake

The peaceful Roentus crowd was precarious, with soft expressions on their faces, and the smiles that could be seen everywhere in the depths of the eyes of different colors.

The overgrown branches stretched towards the direction of heat, as if they were trying their best to achieve eternal life, but in the end they curled up because of the withered temperature, and the lost water made the leaves yellow and cracked. Looking at it from a distance , giving people a kind of lonely loneliness, desolate beauty.

The young man in the crowd didn't walk fast, with one hand in the pocket of the black trousers that adorned his legs, and the empty hand holding a mobile phone that didn't fit the youth's own temperament, and his curved lips parted Hehe, "Kuhua...yes...then, see you there."

When he hung up the phone, the young man raised his head. His handsome facial features carried a bewildering charm. He was unusually delicate but also very evil. His eyes were deep like... stagnant water.

A slight wind blew, and the overly long bangs swayed in front of the young man's forehead. There was a brand mark on the smooth forehead, a cross against God, and the traces of equal length showed different dark halos.

Probably thinking of the object of his deep love, the young man smiled softly, the corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, and the corners of his lips were curled up like a smile but not a smile.Putting the oddly shaped mobile phone back into his pocket, the young man stretched out his fingers and rubbed his lips. The slightly raised rough texture was not very good under the delicate fingertips, and it was a little painful.

The young man frowned slightly, then opened his mouth, stopped and occupied a large space in the crowded street, raised his head slightly, revealing a beautifully shaped slightly pointed jaw, the glare of the sun above his head narrowed his stagnant eyes.The young man held out his hand to block it.

In a short period of time, I will move forward while thinking about it.

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The golden sunlight shone down from the bare tree branches, and the slender shadows dragged out the long shapes of old elders on the damp soil.

The place is a bit remote, Roentus is not a big town, even if you want to walk on foot, it will take a few hours.

The big boy with malt-yellow hair was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, beige trousers rolled up, and the shoes on his feet may have been stained with dark mud from the not-so-short muddy journey.

The big boy raised his jaw, squinted his eyes and stared at the two-storey villa that was still quite a distance away. The walls were painted in pure white and the roof was made of red tiles. French windows.

The big boy smiled, opened his eyes to reveal his emerald green pupils, and kept muttering under his feet, "Kurolo is still very good to the little lady~ Even the place where he lives is so gorgeous, next time I mention it The meeting point is no longer that kind of dirty garbage dump~"

Due to the fact that it has not been taken care of for a long time, the decayed railings with dust are shaking around the two-storey villa, with an open gesture.

The big boy with malt-yellow hair stood two or three steps away from the iron railing, raised his eyebrows, his body flickered, he jumped up and down in less than three seconds, and he was already in front of the two-story villa.

Pushing the door open without hesitation, the musty smell that could not last for a long time floated into the nose, the big boy sneezed indecently, touched his nose before going in.

The furniture is neatly displayed, and the owner has a very brisk personality according to his preferences, which belongs to the style of a little lady.

Go around the table placed in the middle, and walk up the spiral staircase according to the route in memory, and the final place is the door with the word 'shallow water' hanging on it.

Shortness of breath, irregular heartbeat, and fast-moving air.

The big boy who noticed everything was unhappy, and he didn't know if it was because the owner of the room was not there, or because another person lived in the room.

The big boy twisted the metal handle vigorously. The dark and excessive light made him squint his eyes unconsciously. When he got used to the darkness, he saw strange faces, strange breaths, strange... people.

The boy opened his eyes wide in horror, his pupils shrank violently, and his curled up body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was suppressing something rushing out of his body and hugging himself forcefully.

The big boy was a little impatient, and slapped the side of his face with his palm, as if it was very hot, but he was extremely impatient, "Who are you?"

The boy didn't answer, his hair was disheveled, and he looked very embarrassed, but he didn't pay attention to this, he just shrank back silently, leaned back against the pure white wall, and remained motionless.

Seeing this, the big boy approached a few steps, leaned down to get very close to the young man, there was a gap in the middle, no contact, not far away, and the green eyes met the terrified and almost collapsed eyes of the young man.

"You, who are you!" The big boy repeated, slamming every word.

The young man seemed to have heard it, moved his body, and grabbed the edge of the big boy's T-shirt violently, his fingertips turned white with such force, the T-shirt was wrinkled in the young man's hands, with folds that froze for a while.

The disheveled hair was parted back, revealing the boy's well-featured face, and the too clean eyes gave people a disgusting illusion. The boy opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Help me, please, help me, Save...her."

In the half-open refrigerator, there was a cute tiramisu, exuding a sweet and greasy fragrance, and then suddenly changed the taste, the faint sweetness was replaced by a disgusting smell, bloody and bloody rust.

'I like Raleigh, a lot. '

'Raleigh, shall we go back for tiramisu? '

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In a crowded station, everyone has different expressions on their faces, and their mouths spit out different levels of high and low voices, which makes people irritated and noisy.

A man who is not tall is standing among them, with a medium-sized suitcase in his hand, his hand is pulled out high and held in his hand, but the expression on his delicate face is indifferent, with long blue hair Her hair was casually tied up with a headband behind her back, and she was draped over her back. A simple windbreaker covered a small part of her chin, revealing her straight lips.

'Boom boom boom. '

The fast wind blew the hair tied behind the man's back, and the trend of frantic flying was reminiscent of the pain involved.

The crowd moved, getting out, getting in.

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The big boy sat back on the armchair, his green eyes staring unblinkingly at the fragile young man in front of him.

Perhaps after some ideological struggle, compared to the state a few hours ago, the young man became much more emotionally stable. Although he still couldn't stop his body's instinctive reaction, he was able to answer fluently to a certain extent.

The big boy poured a glass of boiling water for the young man, and the white mist floating above the rim of the glass highlighted the hot water temperature.

The boy took the cup, held the rim with both hands, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his voice and introduced, "Do you know Qianshui?"

The boy asked cautiously, scanning the big boy's expression from the corner of his eye from time to time, as if he would not speak if he was a little slow.

Seeing the big boy nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "My name is Raleigh Wayans, and I'm from Shallow Water... Well, I'm a friend of Shallow Water."

The big boy smiled brightly after hearing this, but his eyes glowed with piercing light, and his tone was sharp, "Where is the little lady?" Suddenly feeling that this title is not sure of his identity, the big boy changed his words, "I mean, where is Qianshui? She where?"

The young man seemed to have thought of something terrible when he heard it, and the hand holding the cup so tightly made people feel unbearable, but the older boy was indifferent, just patiently waiting for the answer with the corners of his bright lips raised.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and moved his mouth, but the words he spit out were words too brief to be concise, "Melomina."

Melomina is a lonely town, and rumor has it that no town could compare to it in its prosperity long ago.The pavement is made of ivory white marble, and everyone's clothes are bright.

The big boy was playing with the mobile phone with one hand, standing against the door frame of the bathroom, his childish face was covered with colorful light from the screen of the mobile phone.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror is a young boy with handsome but tired facial features. Some long hair is stuck together with water, and his hands are propped on both sides of the sink. His clean eyes without any variegation are looking at the face of the big boy in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. image.

"Excuse me, your name, do you know Qianshui, she... you, didn't you go to find her?" The young man spoke hesitantly, many words could not be connected, his eyes drifted, and he always used the angle of his peripheral vision to go. Gaze at your reflection in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The action of the mobile phone pressed on the mobile phone keyboard quickened, and the big boy frowned, with a look of indifference, "I am a chivalrous man, a friend of Qianshui, um, it should be a closer relationship, but regarding the vocabulary issue, one I can't find a suitable time." After thinking for a while, he closed the game device of the mobile phone with a bang, and put it in his pocket, the big boy raised his head, showing a hearty and sunny smile, "Then little brother Raleigh~ And who are you the little lady?~"

The big boy took a few steps casually, but stopped just two centimeters behind the boy, and looked at the boy's face from the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his lips parted, "Miss is too naive, always picks Some 'garbage leftovers' came back, causing headaches for those of us who are around her~Little Brother Raleigh wouldn't just tell me that you were picked up by the little lady from the garbage dump?~That would be too coincidental ~"

The young man lowered his head, and the transparent salty liquid flowed down from his cheeks. When it fell into the corners of his lips, he tasted a bitter taste, and his heart was beating violently. Close to the close distance, I unconsciously panicked in my heart, opened and closed my mouth and wanted to say something, but found that my throat was so dry that I couldn't make a sound.

The big boy seemed to have had enough fun, and smiled at the boy in the mirror, with a sunny smile and a very friendly smile, he reached out and rubbed the boy's half-dry hair, and said in a frivolous tone, "Little Miss always gives us It’s a surprise~ It’s really troublesome~”

After finishing speaking, the big boy rubbed his hands, and then waved his hands, "We have to set off quickly, if you keep the young lady waiting for too long, a certain gentleman will scold you~ The gentleman has a very bad temper, very not good."

The boy lowered his head, his wet hair stuck to his cheeks, and his bangs were too long because of the angle, which just covered his entire vision.The hands holding both sides of the washbasin are tightly tightened, and the knuckles are distinct.

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She was dreaming, a dream of three months and six days.

In the dream, there was a gentleman and handsome prince in a black and white tuxedo, holding out his hand for her to dance together.

The dancing shoes are so bright red, exuding dazzling light in the colorful space, as if they have exhausted their lives.

She started dancing and kept dancing.

Pieces of cherry blossoms fell down, spinning and spinning, and when they stopped, they brought waves under their feet.

'Raleigh...Raleigh...I like Raleigh, I like...'

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