Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

life 19

In an instant, the annihilated towns, weathered pieces of meat, and dry corpses flew into ashes.The girl cried in a low voice, very soft, very soft, but she was crying with other people's emotions.

The short black shoulder-length hair swayed slightly in front of the forehead, and the black thick-rimmed glasses were cleverly placed on the bridge of the small and cute nose, showing signs of slipping from time to time. The huge frame miraculously occupied two-thirds of the face. It well covered up the supposedly delicate features, and the pale lips were tightly pursed as if they were exhausting their strength to endure, endure, endure, and endure the pain again.

The hands embracing the withered corpse were hollowed out by the weathered flesh, and the body was raised high, so that the body appeared to be hugging a person who was much taller and stronger than himself, crying, very lightly, very lightly crying.

Through the thick glass lenses of the black thick-rimmed glasses that miraculously occupied two-thirds of the face, there were tears, and the obvious tear stains faintly reflected the halo of the sun under the glasses. At that moment, it was as if... saw Angel……

"Lord, Almighty Lord, please hear my voice, please bless my loved ones, please remove sins, please lead them to heaven..."

The soft voice chanted in a low voice and prayed softly, giving people a sense of trance with blurred eyes.

Angel?

An angel waving its wings?

"Why do you know it's his?" He habitually wore a soft smile that didn't belong to him, and then asked in his own slightly crisp voice.

"..." His high head drooped slowly, "... Mr. Nuoer is different... different from Lala... different from Nuonuo..." He replied in a hoarse voice.

"What's the difference?"

"...It's different..." The thick glass lens became extremely transparent in an instant, allowing people to see eyes that are usually invisible. There are clear teardrops hanging on the long eyelashes, and the bright eyes are full of tears. Full of tenderness, and...hidden deep, deep, deep...sorrow...

Qianshui likes Nuonuo, likes Lala, likes Mr. Nuoer, likes, likes, likes, likes...

Qianshui knows that Lala likes Lala, knows that Lala likes Nono, knows...the difference of Mr. Noel...

'La La, I want these today. '

'Okay, I borrowed a bit too much today. '

'Because these books are only available here. '

'Today I want these two. '

'OK, go slow. '

Qianshui likes Nuonuo, likes Lala, likes...very like...but they are dead and no longer exist...

Qianshui likes Nuonuo, likes Lala, likes very much, likes very much, but they died, very long ago...

'Does Shallow Water still need apples today? '

Qianshui likes Mr. Nuoer, because Mr. Nuoer's beautiful doll always has a smile on his face, very kind, very kind, very kind smile, like Qianshui's father, although there is no shadow of Qianshui's father in his kind eyes...

'The apples in Qianshui are very fresh today, let me give you one more. '

Qianshui likes Mr. Nuoer, Lala, Nuonuo, very much, but Mr. Nuoer is different...

Mr Knoll... different...

"Why do you know?" Mr. Xia Ke always had a smile on his face, a smile that would never reach deep into his eyes.

"Mr. Nuoer is Nuo Nuo's father..."

Mr. Nuoer is Nuo Nuo's father, Mr. Nuo Er loves Nuo Nuo, loves Nuo Nuo very much, loves Nuo Nuo very much, loves Nuo Nuo as a daughter with twisted love, Qian Shui knows, Qian Shui has always known.

Nuonuo likes Lala very much, Qianshui understands, really understands, but...Mr. Nuoer loves Nuonuo.

Qianshui knew, Qianshui had always known, but Qianshui didn't say anything.

Nuo Nuo died, Mr. Nuo Er loved Nuo Nuo, but Nuo Nuo died, and died with Lala, and then...Mr. Nuo Er's time stopped...

"Father?" Mr. Xia Ke was rarely confused, tilting his head, showing deep puzzlement.

"...Father loves his daughter...a very sad fact..." Qianshui said as he gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks with the back of his hand.

"........."

'Mr. Knight, can...can you do me a favor? Qianshui hesitated, but finally opened his mouth.

'Huh?Why not Kuroro or Feitan? '

'They can't, only Mr. Knight can help me, so that the ring of Mebius can be given to Mr. There is a smile on Qianshui's face, the corners of his lips are raised 45 degrees, a standard smile that even the strictest disciplinary officers can't find fault with.Like a chivalrous man... himself...

He looked at Kuroro, who was beside Mosuo with his lips pouting, and saw the latter nodding with the usual smile.

'OK. 'Smile, not inferior to the innocence of shallow water, not inferior to the sunny smile of shallow water.

The knight's hands pierced through the boy's body. The boy is not handsome, not even as handsome as he should be.There was a ferocious expression on the not-so-good-looking face, and the girl's deep black pupils were full of hatred.

The knight saw Qianshui's body trembling, trembling in an imperceptible arc, but...he pretended not to know...

"Why me?" Just killing someone, Kuroro and Feitan can do better, why him?The knight does not understand.

"Because...Mr. Knight will not make the dead suffer..." When he said this, the smile on Qianshui's face was very beautiful, even in the shadow of the sun, it still showed a divine and beautiful smile.

Qianshui likes Mr., but Mr. can't, Mr. can't help Qianshui, Qianshui hopes that Lala will not suffer pain even if she dies, Mr.... can't do it...

Qianshui likes Mr. Feitan, although he doesn’t like Mr. Feitan, but he still likes him. Mr. Feitan can’t help Qianshui. Qianshui hopes that Lala will die quickly, cleanly, and be as innocent as when he was alive. Feitan Sir... can't do it...

Mr. Knight is very good, very good, very good, not like Mr., not like Mr. Feitan, not like Qianshui... I...

Qianshui is very timid, very timid, cowardly, cowardly, and doesn't want to see anyone die, but... Lala doesn't exist, Nuonuo doesn't exist, Pandora... doesn't exist...

Mr. Knight is very good, very good, very good, not like Mr., not like Mr. Feitan, not like Qianshui... I...

Mr. Knight's words... yes, definitely yes, definitely yes, Qian Shui firmly believed, desperately believed, and then Lala died with hatred in his eyes, but... no pain...

"Mr. Knight... is a good person..." He lowered his head, and then answered in a muffled voice.

Mr. Knight is a good person, very good, very good, so... Lala died without pain... So... Lala is very happy...

"Let's go, go to Mr.'s." He raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, the deep blackness of the left eye and the overlapping pupils of the right eye became dim at that moment, but Qianshui smiled, desperately laughing Go, because Lala is very happy.

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Mr. Nuoer, and the people in the small town. They are very happy...so Qianshui is also very happy...very happy, very happy, very happy...

"Okay, Miss Qianshui, please." Mr. Knight leaned slightly, stretched out one hand in a gentlemanly manner, inviting and sending off respectfully.

He raised his head slightly, shallow water thinned Lala, liked Nuonuo, Mr. Noel, liked the town, and then...disappeared...

Everything disappeared...disappeared in the thick yellow sand all over the sky...

Shallow water moves forward, time flows...

The sky is full of yellow sand, the sky is full of yellow sand, the sky is full of yellow sand...

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