Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

twins 4

The sky has a dull gray color, and the buildings that tend to collapse shake slightly against the background of the gray sky, as if they will completely collapse in a second.

"crunch, crunch"

Lightless space, lightless darkness, lightless, lightless...

Quick panting, the slight sound of body rubbing.

"Ah...brother, someone has come in." The girl's vague voice sounded in the muffled voice, carrying a thread of lustful light even in the dimly lit space.

"crunch, crunch"

Rolling stones, a little dust falling from time to time.

"crunch, crunch"

The long silver hair was scattered in a mess, as if consciously covering the almost naked body.

"Crench, crunch."

The light filled the dim space, biting each other as if in competition, trying their best to overwhelm each other's sense of existence.

"crunch, crunch"

"Hello, big brother." The polite and humble voice echoed in the apparently empty dark room, and the forced darkness shrank back unwillingly. When the light came, what I saw was the girl's naked body. As if wearing a fine dress, with a long skirt and dense lace, the fingers are lifted slightly in the empty air, making a slender posture of a lady in a gorgeous dress.

With a slight figure, half-closed eyes, and a gentle smile like a noble princess, if you remove the red spots all over your body, if you remove the blood red all around, this is not the most beautiful painting,

"You, what are you doing?" The obvious male voice, the obvious muffled voice of enduring vomiting.

"Change clothes, brother, don't you understand?" The oversized clothes covered the young man's too thin body, highlighting the temptation to make people have crooked thoughts, the slightly tilted head, the cute facial features, immature like an ignorant child Has a slight sluggishness.

"You, you..." She was interrupted by a delicate female voice.

"The dried blood is sticky like glue, which makes people very uncomfortable." Biting her lower lip lightly, her reddish cheeks reflected the grievance of the girl being blamed by the visitor at the moment.

"You, you... murderers..." trembling voice, trembling body, trembling, trembling with a different intensity than usual.

"Huh? Elder sister, elder brother just said that we are murderers." The fingers holding the buttons paused in the air, and said in a slightly surprised tone.

"Looks like we're going to change places, brother." He shook his head helplessly a few times, his long silver hair swaying in beautiful arcs in the air, with brilliant silver light.

"Yes, sister." With one hand stretched out, the huge knife and ax that appeared out of thin air shone with dazzling white light in the intensely pressed light.

"what!!!!!"

"Touch." There was a muffled sound.

The sound of the head collapsing sounded, spread, and reverberated.

"Brother, you need to bring your passport and money." There was a rotten voice from the clothes rubbing against the body.

"Yes, sister." Responded with a suppressed laugh.

"Crench, crunch."

The sky has a dull gray color, and the building that tends to collapse shakes slightly against the background of the gray sky. In an instant, the wall collapses.

"Kang Dang"

The silver spoon, loosely held by long pale fingers, struck the iron tabletop with an uncharacteristically high-pitched sound.

"What is Miss Qianshui thinking?" There was a smile in the iron-gray eyes, but... it would not touch the soul.

"Are Mr. Lanshan and Ms. Kuihai a couple?" Shaking his head and smiling, he asked without answering.

"Why do you think so?" He leaned back, let his body take the most comfortable position, and then still did not answer the question.

"Little sister~ I and 'Lanshan' are not a couple~" Different from the pale and sickly complexion of shallow water, those hands are as white as jade. replied with a smile.

"But, Mr. Arashiyama and Ms. Kuihai are very close, aren't they?" Puzzled, the oversized black-rimmed glasses slipped slightly, and then he stretched out his hand to gently push his eyes back to the state of seeing everything clearly.

"But we're not a couple~" He said with some nerve-wracking eyes, looking at the man beside him with a strong sense of possession, as if this was her property, not a couple, but more than a couple Close, not relatives, but closer than relatives, everything belongs to her and will not change.

"I want to go to the library to read some books. Are Mr. Lanshan and Miss Kuihai coming?" I didn't say it because I like it, but I have to say it. I didn't invite it because I like it, but I couldn't help it.

Qianshui hates Mr. Arashiyama, and Qianshui is afraid of Mr. Arashiyama, but wants to protect him. He doesn't know why, he doesn't know why, but he just wants Mr. Arashiyama to stop trembling and be afraid.

Qianshui hates Mr. Arashiyama, Qianshui is afraid of Mr. Lanshan, and wants to protect him, but he can't stop... can't help but is still afraid.

"Nope~ We still have things to talk about~" He said the apology of rejection as if he had seen through his mind, shook his hand, turned his head, and looked at the meaning on the lips of the man beside him Unknown smile.

"Then, see you later." Hearing the refusal, he said with a sigh of relief.

It's not that I don't like Ms. Kuihai, it's not that I don't like Mr. Arashiyama, Qianshui wants to like something, really wants to like something, but...but... she's afraid, she can't accept it, just like she can't imagine Lala and Nono As if dead.

Miss Kuihai has qualities that Qianshui doesn't have. Qianshui is jealous, loathing, and hates, but... the one she hates in the end... is herself... the one she hates in the end, and the one she wants to destroy in the end... is herself...

Walking aimlessly, aimlessly as if just arrived, from when the sun is very bright and bright to when the sky is gray, shallow water is just walking, walking alone, aimlessly.

The number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased, and the shops with exaggerated titles on the side of the road gradually closed, noisy, noisy... Finally... lonely...

The moon is very bright, so bright that it seems to hurt Qianshui's eyes. He raises his head, closes his eyes tightly, and relaxes his hands naturally vertically. Close to the cheeks again.

Humming the melody, slowly, slowly waving your arms, ballet... ballet...

There is no dazzling spotlight, no father's scolding, no mother's desperate cry, no brother's solemn and indifferent prayer, no... nothing...

Stretching the ligaments, rotating the body, kicking straight legs, bending, yawning, and rotating again...

No mirror, no pure smile, no warm body temperature, no mirror, no mirror, no... nothing...

Imagine the huge stage, imagine the crowds, imagine, imagine, and then... just spin...

The moon is very bright, so bright that it seems to hurt Qian Shui's eyes. With his eyes closed tightly, he turns his body, feeling the feeling of body rubbing in the air, and the sound of the faint wind passing by his ears.

"Slah, slah"

The slightly peeled street lamps on the side of the road kept flickering, and the lights flickered on and off.

"Whoa, Whoa"

The pure white skirt formed a beautiful arc in the dark night even with light.

One lap, two laps...

The author has something to say:

It's still that song...

Lotus root sounds good...

So I don't want to change it...

Wait until lotus root finds another song...

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Otherwise, there will be incomprehensible situations...

The second part enters the play more slowly...

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As far as it is concerned, it has not reached the point of entering the plot at all, it is just the beginning...

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There is still a long way for Tuan and lotus girl...