Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

life 12

Asamizu's eyes are beautiful and beautiful, with deep black and overlapping pupils.

Qianshui's eyes only have the vision of one eye, but Qianshui doesn't care.

Asahi's eyes have fairy pupils and the 'curse' of death, but asahi likes her own eyes

Qian Shui likes her eyes, and firmly believes that she likes them, so she firmly believes that she has always liked them.

Qian Shui's eyes are very beautiful, but what is reflected in these eyes is a large patch of red, that red is so dazzling, so deep, so so beautiful...

Qianshui's eyes have the pupils of a goblin and the 'curse' of the god of death, but at this moment it reflects the death of Lala and the desolation of Nuonuo...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, and Mr.

But... Lala is dead... Nuonuo is dead... Mr. killed them...

The touch on the face is the cold temperature of Mr.'s fingers clasping her cheeks. This is Mr.'s reminder, Mr. Qianshui's gentleness, Qianshui knows it, Qianshui has always known it, but... I don't want to believe it...

Nuonuo's blood was very red, so red that Qianshui felt helpless and thirsty.

Lala's expression was horrifying, it made Qianshui feel so filthy.

Qianshui hates crying, very, very much hates crying, but the tears are uncontrollable, but the eyes are still blurred.

Qianshui couldn't see Mr.'s expression, but the cool temperature from Mr.'s fingers let Qianshui know that Mr. has no expression on his face.

Mr. will not wear the smile that Qianshui showed in front of him, Mr. will not use gentlemanly etiquette, Mr. will not... cheat... Even if that result is what Qianshui least wants to believe...

Nuonuo lay unrecognizable, lying on the cold floor, with Nuonuo's blood on the floor, that red liquid like fine wine.

"Tick tock" time passed.

Lala lay with hatred on her face, lying in front of Nuonuo, her wide-open black eyes were full of hatred, as thick as that dry jelly.

"Tick tock" time passed.

Shallow water is thirsty, throat is dry...

Nuonuo's blood was very red, spreading all over the cold and cold floor, turning back time.

Nuonuo's blood was very red, and the spilled blood seemed to be alive and moved closer to Nuonuo, and the unrecognizable face slowly healed, and there seemed to be light, a halo shining from the sky.

God loves people, so even if he wants to destroy, he still gives hope.

Lala's black eyes gradually regained their light, slowly, slowly, 'hope' gathered in the halo.

'Lala, I want these two. 'Nuo Nuo will smile, that kind of very pure and pure smile, and when she sees Nuo Nuo's smile, Qianshui will smile along with her, which is different from the usual habit of raising the corners of her lips to 45 degrees, which is very natural, natural, natural An astonishing smile.

'Okay, I borrowed a lot today. Lala would frown slightly after Nuonuo turned her back, it was a worried expression, a frown that made people think it was beautiful.Every time I see Lala frowning Qianshui will be very happy and happy, the kind of happiness when the person I like finds the most important person.

Life is recovering and time is passing.

The bright red liquid on the floor disappeared, as if everything just now was an illusion... a mirror image...

"Is Mr. Qianshui your friend?" Nuonuo's dress was so white that even a trace of filth could not be seen.

"...Yes..." The tears on the face were still there, but no one knew who it was for.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Lala's eyes were very gentle, and there was no trace of hatred in the gentleness.

"Yes...can I go back today?" Qianshui lowered his head, his long bangs quietly following his thick-framed black-rimmed eyes, making people unable to see Qianshui's expression clearly.

"Okay, do I need to take you back?"

"No... no need..."

Qianshui likes Lala, likes Nuonuo, even though it's just a splash in the mirror, Qianshui still likes her.

"Crash"

The liquid flowing out of the unscrewed slightly rusty faucet was very clean, and the sound echoed in the not-so-large attic, hitting the listener's heart.

The fingers drooping on the slightly rusty faucet were very white, so tragically white, and so lifeless white.

Throat is so thirsty...

Nuonuo's blood is very red, very red, so gorgeous, so red that it stimulates the weak senses of shallow water.

"Crash"

Clean tap water rushed out through the rusty water pipes and flowed to the nozzles, rubbing against the slightly flowing air and making a slight sound.

dry throat...

Lala's expression was so disgusted, so unforgettable.

The touch from the shoulder made Qianshui fearful, trembling, but unable to push away.

"I'm sorry... Can you... leave me alone, sir?" Qian Shui's voice trembled a little, just like her body, trembling as if it could be destroyed without much effort.

"Miss Qianshui has always known."

Qianshui couldn't see Mr.'s expression, Qianshui lowered his head, just like in front of Lala, but Qianshui heard Mr.'s hoarse voice, Qianshui knew that the current Mr. was different from what he presented in front of her. With that kind of very gentle and gentle smile, the corners of the husband's lips must be slightly raised, with a smile that is three parts innocent and seven parts cruel.

Qianshui likes Lala and Nuononuo, even though they are just illusions created by Pandora.

Qianshui likes her husband, very much, but her husband gave her the 'truth', the 'truth' that Qianshui didn't want to believe.

What Qianshui knew, always knew.

'Lala, I want these two. '

'Okay, I borrowed a lot today. '

'Because these books are only available here. '

'I want these today. '

'OK, go slow. '

Same scene, same dialogue.

'Lala, I want these two. '

'Okay, I borrowed a lot today. '

'Because these books are only available here. '

'I want these today. '

'OK, go slow. '

Lala likes Nuonuo, but Lala doesn't say it out, Qianshui knows, but Qianshui pretends not to know.

Nuonuo likes Lala, but Nuonuo doesn't say it out, Qianshui knows, but Qianshui pretends not to know.

Qianshui likes Lala, likes Nuonuo, Nuonuo likes Lala, Lala likes Nuonuo, Qianshui knows, has always known, but Qianshui didn't say anything.

Once I say it... I can't believe it again...

"Sir, please leave me alone, please?" Qianshui was still trembling, trembling as if his soul was trembling.Softly, really softly, and then make a request to the husband, even though he knows that the husband will never agree.

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, and Pandora, but... Qianshui can't like her anymore...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Pandora, and Mister, but... Mister ruined Lala, Mr. ruined Nono, Mister ruined... Pandora...

Mister... ruined what shallow water likes...

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lotus root girl...

god…………

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