Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

life 15

A seat determines a person's status.Walking side by side means that they are friends, there is no so-called hierarchy, and the one behind the other proves that the people behind them have inferiority complex or belong to the relationship of servants, an obvious hierarchy.

Qianshui hates walking behind people, and doesn't like being unable to see people's faces clearly, but Qianshui also hates walking side by side with people, Qianshui doesn't like to be so close to people...so close.

"Sir, do you mean that you are trapped here?" Pandora often has a slight wind, and the swirling airflow makes people feel peaceful.Driving the hair on the ear temples to shake slightly, stretching out one hand to press it down, everything is so natural.

"Well, it might be a ghost." The gentleman's hair color is black, the kind of black that seems to have been soaked in the deep darkness, completely black, without a trace of impurities.The forehead covered by the broken hair is always tied with a bandage of the same color as the sick complexion, but it seems to have a weird sense of coordination.

"Have you ever seen a ghost, Mister?" It's not that he doesn't know that this is just a prank that Mister suddenly appeared on, but, probably due to his own personality, Qian Shui still believes that this is Mister's original intention.The gentleman is very tall, much taller than Qianshui, so Qianshui raised his head, looked at the somewhat childish face of the husband through the thick lenses and asked.

"No, it can be regarded as having it. Isn't this here?"

The expression on the gentleman's face remained unchanged. The gentleman smiled, a very gentlemanly smile, but Qianshui also saw that there was nothing in the gentleman's black eyes.

Qianshui always smiles, because besides smiling, Qianshui doesn't know what other expressions he can have.Qianshui used to be happy, with a gentle mother and kind father, and an elder brother who always believed in the gods and always preached his will.Qianshui has the 'curse' of being a god of death, so Qianshui itself cannot obtain happiness. Qianshui doesn't mind, not at all, because as long as the people Qianshui likes are happy, Qianshui will be very happy.

Qianshui is used to smiling, and those who are used to smiling make others feel warm and relaxed, so Qianshui likes the mirror, every day he looks at himself in the mirror and practices smiling over and over again, the upward angle, the softness of eyes, the degree of relaxation of body muscles... …

Qian Shui understood when he first met Mr., he smiled very gentlemanly, but it was the same expression as Qian Shui practiced.The husband smiled very softly and gently, but Qianshui understood that it was the expression that the husband wanted to show and had already shown. Qianshui knew that it was not a real gentleman, that was not real...gentleness...

Withdrawing his gaze from looking at Mr., he lowered his head and turned his gaze to the messy ground with rolling fine stones, "...I like this place..."

"So even if you are going to die, you don't want to see these 'things' die?" Mr.'s voice always has a certain magic power. Maybe others have not noticed it, but Qianshui has discovered it, and it was discovered when we met for the first time.Low and hoarse, as if with a windy voice.

"Are you worried about me, sir? I won't die, and they won't die either, will they?" Fingers tugged on the long skirt, so hard that there were slight traces of the original skirt without wrinkles .

Sometimes shallow water is afraid of Mr., although Mr. often shows a feeling of harmlessness, but just like just now, Mr.'s face is still the expression between smiling and not smiling, and the smile is handled just right. , That's a smile that Qianshui doesn't know, a smile that can't be expressed no matter how much you practice, looking at Mr. Qianshui like this is scary, it will make the body tremble with fear.

"Where are we going?"

"Let's discuss how to get out." Some pale lips were drawn upwards, and the slender fingers mosuo the lips vaguely, and the sapphire earrings had a light that people could not touch at that moment.

There are thorns and snares in the way of the wicked,

Those who guard their own lives must stay away.

Blonde hair, a handsome face with a seven-pointed baby face, as gentle as the sun like the brother next door.

"Sir, this is..." With some doubts, he turned to ask Mr. who had changed since the beginning.

"My partner, let me introduce myself, knight."

partner?Qianshui knew that the husband could not be alone, because from the walking posture and Qianshui's position half a step behind the husband, it could be seen that the husband was used to the position of the superior.

Qianshui doesn't really understand those so-called high-level talkers, but there is still a little bit of common sense. People with a temperament like Mr. are unwilling to submit to others, so the most likely reason is that Mr. himself belongs to a team or head of the organization.

"Hi, I'm a knight, what's your name for my little sister?"

Mr. Xia Ke's smile is very sunny, which is different from that of Mr. Xia Ke.

"Shen Qianshui. Nice to meet you, Mr. Knight." Adjust the angle of the upturned lips, so that the body presents the most relaxed posture, the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, and there is a very gentle and gentle smile.

"That...sir..." He seemed to be a little hesitant, stretched out his hand to caress his earlobe, like a child who had done something wrong, and dared not look into his eyes, "Is your child already this old? ?”

Qian Shui didn't know what he said wrong, but seeing Mr. Knight desperately holding back his smile, his stiff smile, and the blue veins protruding from the forehead of the boy with dark blue hair (?), Qian Shui felt as if he had committed something. Very serious mistake.

"He is Feitan, he is already 20 years old, not my child." Wei Weimosuo's pale and somewhat sickly lips, the husband answered with a hint of trouble.

"Huh?! Already 20 years old? But..." She looks very young.Of course, Qian Shui didn't say that, because she saw how many veins had popped out on the forehead of the partner who the gentleman said was 20 years old, and how many were there.

"Let's go get something to drink, it's nice to chat while drinking, isn't it? 'Kid'~"

Seeing Mr. Feitan's patience, Qianshui was worried that Mr. Knight would die in the next second, so he responded anxiously, "I know which coffee is the best, let's go there, okay?"

The interrogative sentence seems to be something that should be said to Mr. Xia Ke, but it is looking in the direction of Mr. Xia Ke.The eyes behind the thick lenses are a little timid, but no one should be able to see them, right?

Refreshing style, clean decoration, makes people feel very nice restaurant.

"It seems that the place Miss Qianshui introduced is really a good place." Biting the red and white straw, Mr. Knight smiled and praised.

"Mr. Knight, as long as you like it." He made a seat gently, and then flipped through the menu in his hand to answer, with a little unfamiliar politeness.

Mr. likes coffee...

"Two glasses of Blue Mountain. One cup without sugar and mate, one cup with more sugar and no mate." Closing the menu with a faint ink smell in his hand, Qianshui softly said what he wanted.Then he turned around and returned the closed menu to the waiter who had been standing beside him for a long time, "That...Mr. Feitan, I don't know what you like to drink, sorry."

"Miss Qianshui understands Kuroro's habits very well." The straw in his mouth did not make the voice sound chaotic, and the knight looked at the girl in a pure white dress sitting next to Kuroro and said softly.

"Because I like Mr., Mr. is a very gentle person, so I will write it down." He answered as it should be, as if this is the bright smile of the truth, so bright that it makes people feel a little dazzling.

"I want orange juice."

"Shouldn't it be milk?" Mr. Knight, who didn't feel any danger at all, asked with a surprised expression.

"I... am not a child!!"

The shallow water seemed to hear the sound of grinding teeth.

"Well... don't quarrel..." Qian Shui was a little at a loss, trying to stop it but found that he didn't seem to have a position to say anything.

"Don't worry, they do this all the time." He changed his posture, put his hand on the table and supported his chin with fingers crossed, his black pupils looked straight at the flustered girl with eyes who didn't know how to deal with them, and his eyes narrowed, which made people feel uncomfortable. Grass impenetrable thoughts.

"How does Miss Qianshui think we should get out?"

There was silence for a while.

Qianshui doesn't know how to answer, Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, and the small town, and doesn't want them to just disappear, but Qianshui also knows that he...can't stop Mr.

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