Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

life 11

Shortness of breath and poor blood flow, so he can only breathe air with his mouth wide open, allowing oxygen to quickly enter the cells, through the transmission of blood, and the violent beating of the heart to restore the body to the stage where it can work normally.

Shallow water is not a burden, I don’t want myself to be a burden, I can’t let myself be a burden, so I bite my lower lip, even if my face is paler than the tragic white paper, even if my body is already overstretched and even standing is a problem, I can’t let people Seeing her own weakness, the weakness that cannot be seen clearly by others, this is what her brother taught her.Qian Shui likes her brother, even if the reflection in those gentle eyes is not her own shadow, Qian Shui still likes her brother, so Qian Shui firmly believes that her brother also likes herself with all her strength.

"Miss Qianshui's dance is very special, I have never seen it before."

The gentleman is very tall, although he looks so slender, but his height is much higher than that of shallow water.

The pure white uncoordinated straps on Mr.'s forehead looked a little weird against the black suit, and then slowly, the shallow water disappeared, even if you held your head high and relaxed your body as much as possible It makes the neck show a softer line, but it is still invisible.

Mr.'s neck is very white, that kind of transparent, like the morbid whiteness caused by not seeing the sun all day.

Throat...so thirsty...

The sense of hearing becomes sharp in an instant, the flow of blood, the beating of the heart, the regular voice, the coveted timbre...

"Sir..." As if possessed by a demon, he slowly erected his figure with a slanted and weak image.

So thirsty...so thirsty...so wanting...

Slightly parted lips, the pink tip of the tongue can be vaguely seen in the mouth...

Qianshui likes Mr. because Mr. is very gentle, and when Mr. Qianshui smiles, he will raise the corners of his lips, showing a smile that is a little lighter than the first smile, and a little deeper than the smile in front of others.

Qianshui likes her husband because he is a gentleman and will give her a helping hand even when she is in a little difficulty.

Asahi likes Mr., very much.

Mister's neck is very attractive, at least there is a fatal allure in the overlapping pupils in the shallow water.There is a flowing... red liquid under the thin skin that seems not to see the sun all day long...

"Miss Qianshui, are you feeling unwell?" The gentle voice, low hoarse voice, the magnetism in it has driven countless women crazy.

Qianshui's eyes have deep black and overlapping pupils, but there is nothing in them...

Qianshui's eyes only have the vision of one eye, but the focal length is blurring...

Qianshui's eyes are very beautiful, the beautiful left eye is like the pupil of a fairy, but the right eye is "cursed" by the god of death...

Qianshui likes Mr., very much, but Qianshui is very thirsty... his throat is dry...

"gentlemen……"

The height of the husband is very high, even if he holds his head high, he can only take care of the neck with the beating sound of blood.

"Miss Qianshui's complexion is very pale. Is it okay?" The caring emotion was soft, as if afraid of frightening the slender girl in front of her who seemed to disappear when the wind blows.

The black bangs hung long and loose in front of his eyes, so that even without those black exaggerated thick-rimmed glasses, he couldn't see clearly what kind of expression was on that delicate and warm face.

The hand stretched out by the gentleman is very beautiful, so beautiful that even a woman would be jealous of it. The hand of the gentleman has been facing the shallow water with his head down. The expression on his face is admirable, and the gentleness shown crazy.

Qianshui pressed his head low, and his pale lips were tightly pressed.

The hand that Mr. stretched out was very white, which was somewhat similar to the color of shallow water's face, with little blood.

The shallow water pressed his head low, and the husband still stretched out the same pale hand.

"sorry……"

Qian Shui likes Mr., likes Mr. very much, but at that moment, he has the idea of ​​'killing him'.

Qianshui likes Mr., likes him very much, Mr. will show a nice smile to Qianshui, which is different from the smiles in front of other people, it is a very gentle and gentle smile.

Qian Shui likes Mr., likes Mr. very much, so much, why does Mr. have the idea of ​​only Mr. dying...why do you want Mr. to disappear forever...

Asahi likes Mr., likes Mr. very much, really, really likes...

So Qianshui said 'sorry', said 'sorry' one by one...

I'm sorry she used to think Mr. was a dangerous person.

I'm sorry she once felt that her life would be in danger if she didn't kill Mister.

I'm sorry she once wanted to kill Mr. in a split second...

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

Qian Shui hates crying, very much hates crying, because the self who can only cry is so useless, because the self who can only cry is so annoying... Even as himself, Qian Shui has such a strong desire to kill Disgusted.

The husband's smile is very warm and warm, even though the shallow water made him wait for so long, the warmth remains unchanged.

Mr.'s eyes are black, so dark, so heavy darkness...

Qian Shui's face was very pale, paler than ever, like a lifeless doll, like the silence of death.

There were tears on Qianshui's face, those crystal-clear, clear, crystal-like tears.

"I'll take Miss Qianshui back."

For a long time, Mr. said with a tone that nothing happened, his eyes were deep, and the black pupils made Qianshui tremble a little.

"Where does Miss Qianshui live?"

The church-like library is dark and dark all day long, but Qianshui feels inexplicably at ease.

The church-like library always has a faint musty smell, which is a proof that the paper is too old, but it makes Qianshui feel so nostalgic.

Qianshui likes the library, I like it very much...

The light was dim, but the shallow water saw a bright red.

The light was dim, but Qianshui saw what she thought was a nightmare.

The light was dim, Qian Shui saw it, saw the fact that she had chosen to forget all this time...

"For...why..."

Qianshui hates crying, very much hates crying.

"I just like them and just wish..."

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, very much.

"...I just hope it can go on like this..."

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Mr., very much.

"...just want to be able to live together..."

Nuonuo died, lying on the ground bleeding hot.

'Lala, I want these two. 'Nuo Nuo's voice was a bit sharp, but Qian Shui thought it was a nice voice.

Lala was dead, lying on the ground with eyes wide open, eyes full of hatred.

'Okay, I borrowed a lot this time. 'Lala's expression is always so gentle, people can't lose their temper, as if they were born this way, as if this is a natural thing.

Nuonuo died, Mr. killed her.

"……why……"

Lara is dead and Mr. kills him.

"...They obviously didn't do anything..."

Lala and Nuonuo died, Mr. killed them.

Nuonuo's blood was very red, as red as the most mellow wine, with an aroma that drove shallow water crazy.

Lala's expression was horrifying, it made Qianshui loathe him even more, and it made Qianshui want to erase that frightening expression countless times.

Throat...so thirsty...

"……gentlemen……"

The gentleman is obviously so gentle, and he will show a smile different from other people in shallow water.

The gentleman is obviously such a gentleman, he will not do anything to embarrass Qianshui.

"……why……"

Such a gentle sir, such a gentleman, why...

"Look clearly, Miss Qianshui, what kind of people you like are like."

The husband's voice is still the low hoarse as if with magic magnetism, but what Qianshui hears is the 'truth' that she least wants to admit.

Qianshui likes Nuonuo, Nuonuo's smile is very warm and warm, it is a very pure and pure smile, seeing Nuonuo smiling, Qianshui unconsciously follows the smile.

Qianshui likes Lala, likes Lala who likes Nuonuo, Lala who will show unbearable and sad expression when Nuonuo turns his back, this kind of Lala makes Qianshui feel so real and so close.

Qianshui likes Nuonuo, likes Lala, likes it very much... so, so, so much...

Even though I know it's just...a splash in the mirror...

The author has something to say:

lotus root girl...

lotus root girl...

In the end, the group and the lotus girl will become this kind of relationship......