Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

life 10

Pandora is a beautiful town, not too big but not too small either.The people of Pandora are very kind and gentle.There will be mothers reprimanding their children in the crowd. Although there is blatant anger on the face, the unbearable expression in the eyes is still clear.There will be hawkers yelling at the crowd, some of them always have a smile on their face, that kind of very happy and happy smile.

Qianshui likes Pandora, likes it very much.

"Does Qianshui still need apples today?"

Mr. Ruoer has a baby face that does not match his figure. Although his actual age is close to forty, he looks very young. Qianshui likes to buy apples from Mr. Ruoer, because Mr. Ruoer is never too harsh on the price.Can give shallow water the cheapest price every time.

"Yes, I want three apples, the hard ones."

"Qian Shui still looks so thin, you need to eat more, or your body will not be able to hold on." After putting three relatively large apples into a plastic bag and looking up, the smile on Mr. Ruoer's face reminded Qian Shui of his father, although Mr. Ruoer is not like his father at all, but his father also smiles like this.

Patting Qianshui's short shoulder-length hair, he handed over the plastic bag already packed in his hand and said hello to him next time.

Mr. Ruoer is very similar to his father, but his father would not pat his hair so lightly. There is never a shadow of shallow water in his father's black eyes...

A few stones on the dark concrete road rolled down beside the black lacquered round-toed leather shoes, which seemed to have a strange sense of harmony. There was dust on the white socks, which was the rolling dust brought up by the passing vehicles just now.The wind picked up, the pure white skirt fluttered, and the short hair flew.

He stretched out his hand to hold down the flying short hair, but he still slapped the white cheek that was too tragic, and there was a slight pain.The milky white plastic bag split open in the air, and the not-so-big apple rolled to the ground, rolling forward with a gurgle.

The excessively white fingers reflected shadows in the deep black and overlapping pupils, very beautiful and slender fingers.

"We met again, sir." The left hand was still pressing the short hair that kept flying around, and the right hand took the overly fair hand and handed over the slightly pink apple.

"We are more destined." The sun was a bit glaring, as if it brightened up a lot in an instant, and the gentleman in the backlight was even hidden in the shadow, so that Qianshui couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Qianshui still smiled, his lips curled up slightly, pale The corners of the lips without a trace of blood were raised upwards, and the standard angle of 45 degrees seemed to have been calculated thousands of times.

Qianshui likes Mr. Qianshui, and Qianshui saw him again. Qianshui is very happy, very, very happy.

The teacup with the texture of camellia is steaming white mist, and the fragrance of jasmine tea diffuses in a somewhat spacious hall. The effect of molecular movement makes it possible to feel the cohesive aroma of jasmine even from far away.

On the steps higher than the general ground, the black piano shows all its noble factors, smooth lines and soft sound quality, which make people fascinated and fascinated.

"Miss Qianshui likes the piano?" With the same pale face as Qianshui's, the disastrous fingers clasped the ring of the teacup, and the mouth of the cup, which was thinner than the wall of the tea, moved close to the blood-colored lips, pursing it lightly, with a hoarse voice as if It has a magical power that makes Qianshui unconsciously want to look up at the face of the owner's baby face.

There is always a slight smile on the delicate face that can be called handsome, not very strong but just right.Bi Qianshui's habitual smile was a bit weaker, but it was softer than the non-smiling face.

"Well, I like it very much. The silver color of the piano is very nice, and the slenderness is fascinating." Bi Baiyu's fingers, which were almost white, stroked the curved cup rim from time to time.He replied with a faint but pleasant voice.The smile remained the same, as if it should have been like this.

"What song does Ms. Qianshui like the most?" The fingers clasping the cup swayed slightly, and the light pink liquid, which was different from other teas because of the jasmine, swayed into a beautiful shape in the teacup with a gentle curvature.

"Carmen. I like Carmen's opera. The lyrics in it are very interesting." He stroked his wrist uncomfortably, and then replied, "'Love is a free-spirited wild bird, no one can control it. If it hates you, any You can't see it after a long time, threats and coaxing are useless, if you hate me, I will like you. If you fall in love with me, you have to be careful. You think you have caught it, but you have escaped without a trace , I have the illusion that it has escaped, but it is actually in your hands. You will never be able to grasp its whereabouts. If you fall in love with me, you are ready to die in my hands.' I like this line in this lyrics, 'If you hate me, you If I like you, if I fall in love with you, you have to be careful.' I like this feeling. How about sir?"

"Me?" Wei Wei was stunned for a moment, looking at the hot teacup in his hand, and then said, "I like the sentence in Carmen's, 'If you fall in love with me, you are ready to die in my hands.'"

"Sir...you were in a daze just now, right?" Sighed, although dissatisfied, but because of his meek personality, even though he was dissatisfied, he was still as gentle as a baby.

"Did you see it?" The slightly widened eye sockets showed my surprise.The expression on his face is well controlled, naturally even a world-class actor would be ashamed of himself.

"It's easy, isn't it?" With her lowered head, it is difficult to see her appearance clearly. Her long eyelashes glow golden under the sunlight, her short black hair reaches her shoulders, and she has a thin figure. But it has an enchanting taste, the beautiful collarbone is half wrapped in the white dress, looming, so attractive.

"Carmen? It's an apology." The teacup lightly hit the table and made a not-so-loud sound, the corners of the eyes were raised slightly, and the lips that lacked blood were turned up a few angles, a little arrogant, a little noisy, as if they were born with an innate temperament, On the handsome face with a slightly baby face, it is not unnatural at all, and it even fits very well.

"Sir, can you play the piano?" Asked with doubts, what he got was the look in the eyes of the gentleman.

Notes... are flying...

"Mom, the piano is singing."

Deep, deeper than the dark tone, bright and light with unparalleled gorgeousness.

Vivid emotions hidden under the skin, just like Carmen!

"Love is a free-spirited wild bird..." The hoarse voice echoed in the spacious hall.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he stood up in shallow water, walked lightly, and lifted the hem of the skirt slightly, the white dress seemed to change color at that moment.Red, so red, red is so eye-catching, red is so addictive.

"No one can control it..." The voice echoed...

The arms are raised, so that the joints in the middle of the bones show different angles, and the skirt swings.

"If it hates you, it won't see you no matter how many times you call..."

Elevate the toes, and use the softness of the body itself to rotate the posture.Raising his jaw, he scanned everything with a queen-like perspective.

"Threats and coaxing are all in vain..."

Kick your legs high so that the insteps show a straight line.

"I thought I had caught it, but it had escaped without a trace. I had the illusion that it escaped, but it was actually in your hands..."

He straightened his figure vigorously, as if shaking his head with all his might.

"If you hate me, let me like you. If you fall in love with me, you have to be careful..."

The steps are heavy, making the body show different postures, holding the head high, and even at the end of the song, he still looks at everything from the corner of his eyes, as if he is the protagonist, as if everything is under his feet.

The sound of the piano stopped and the pace stopped.Freeze……

There is no warm applause, no countless fragrant flowers.

The gentleman's handsome doll has a smile different from the one that Qianshui has seen before. That kind of smile is much deeper than the shallow smile shown in front of Qianshui, and much shallower than the smile shown in front of others.

Sweat slowly slid down the soft face lines, and then dripped on the pure white dress on the chest, spreading slowly, like the most beautiful tea flowers blooming beside the road... Gorgeous, seductive...

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