Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

twins 5

Whenever the dark color floods the eyes, people can't help but want to tremble. The darkness is not terrible, but... what is terrible is the sense of fear that arises after the darkness, that kind of fatal pain that cannot be ignored, fear , and then... there was endless trembling.

The old street lamps with stains and spots of rust are still flickering.

Transparent sweat slid down the somewhat pale cheeks, and "Bata" finally withered on the ground, blooming a moving color.His breathing was a little short, his face was still pale, it was morbidly fair and weak, his fingers with well-defined knuckles were clenched tightly, and the ground was dry and mixed with a little dust.

He raised his head high, showing a slender neck, and his short black shoulder-length hair swayed slightly in the direction of the wind. The lights were dim, and the lights were dim.

The eyes are tightly closed, the thin eyelids cover the originally very beautiful eyes, the deep black and... the overlapping pupils...

"Batta, Batta"

The big leaves swayed slightly in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

"Batta, Batta"

The crystal sweat fell on the ground mixed with a little dust, and then... bloomed...

"Batta, Batta"

Shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, unnatural, unnaturally pale and sickly...

"Batta, Batta"

The black thick-rimmed glasses that occupy two-thirds of the face cast the tragic white light of the dim old street lamp on the face.

"Batta, Batta"

The hair is shaking, the expression is sacred, solemn, and then singing...

"God who guides me, my merciful God, I flatter you, I trust you, please give me your gospel, please forgive me, please open the white door, let me in, let me ascend to heaven... "

Angel.

Pure and beautiful angel.

An angel waving huge wings and closing her eyes...

"thump"

The gears turn...

The sound of the wind is still there, the leaves are swaying, and the long skirt of the pure white dress is slightly dragging.

The voice was soft, and the overweight body couldn't support the instinctive fatigue and collapsed.

Dimly, I saw an angel, an angel of God, an angel with pure white wings, short black hair, and an angel with oversized black-rimmed glasses covering two-thirds of his face. You can vaguely see the upturned lips, the gentle and gentle smile... the angel...

"Batta, Batta"

Standing up, he supported his exhausted body with all his strength, and the pure white dress swayed non-stop due to the shaking from time to time.He patted the little dust from the exercise, and took a step.

Long blue hair and too long bangs made Qian Shui unable to see the man's appearance clearly, but... Qian Shui smiled, very bright, very bright, very bright smile.

Qianshui likes Lala and Nuonuo, but they are dead, Mr. killed them, Qianshui...can't save them...can't save the ones he likes, the ones he loves the most, the people who vowed to make them happy...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, and Mr. Although Lala is dead and Nuonuo is dead, but... Qianshui has no hatred, because Mr. is very gentle and gentle.

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Mr., but Lala and Nuonuo are dead, Mr. kills them, Qianshui can't stop them, can only watch, eyes wide open, desperately watching.

The people on the ground have long long hair, blue and blue, like the sky that shallow water likes to look up to most.

The person on the ground has long long hair, and the bangs are too long for Qianshui to not see the person's appearance clearly, but... Qianshui knows that he...is not a bad person...

The person on the ground had long long hair, and the thick smell of blood filled his small nostrils. He frowned slightly, and then approached.

Qianshui doesn't know the people on the ground, Qianshui can't see the appearance of the people on the ground, Qianshui...sees the scars on the people on the ground...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Mr., but Lala is dead, Nuonuo is dead, Mr. killed them, Qianshui can't stop it, it's impossible to stop...

Qianshui doesn't know the people on the ground, Qianshui can't see the appearance of the people on the ground, Qianshui...sees the scars on the people on the ground...

Shallow water can't save Lala and Nuonuo, because they don't exist, never existed.

Qianshui doesn't know the people on the ground, Qianshui can't see the appearance of the people on the ground, Qianshui...sees the scars on the people on the ground...

Qianshui wants to help this person, although Qianshui can't bear people on the ground, but... this person has long, long hair that Qianshui likes, and the long hair has the azure blue color that Qianshui loves...

shallow water... want to save...

The black round-toed leather shoes hit the ground with a "da da" sound, and the white socks against the black round-toed leather shoes are really eye-catching.Then... Pause...

Pause in front of the long, blue hair, pause, pause in front of the person on the ground, only a centimeter, but a very short distance, but... Qianshui thinks this is fate.

The night continues, time advances, Qian Shui's eyes are wide open, the shadow of the man on the ground is in the deep black and overlapping pupils, a vague, unreal shadow.

The sound of the wind carries the beating of the heart and the shallow breathing.

living……

Stretch out your hand and slowly caress that person's skin, the warm body temperature is transmitted to the brain through the nerve endings at the fingertips...

Alive, with temperature...

With a slight provocation, the long long azure blue hair spread out, revealing a face that made Qianshui feel innocent.

Alive, with warmth, with a beating heart...

The chests of the people on the ground may be deep or shallow, and the soft but still existing breathing sound can still be clearly heard by Qianshui even though the wind is still loud...

Alive, with warmth, with a beating heart, real, real...

The strong smell of blood filled the small nostrils, and the hidden deep desire was about to burst out.Biting his lower lip desperately, biting his lips hard, hard, desperately, the strong smell of blood in his mouth stopped the dark desire to stand out.Be careful, step very carefully...

Looking at the wounds of the people on the ground, he showed a gratified expression.

Not dead, still alive, with temperature, heart beating, real, real, not like Lala, not like Nuonuo... not dead... not dead... nice...

Tears burst out of the frame at that moment.

Shallow water eyes only have monocular vision.

Qianshui's eyes are deep black with overlapping pupils.

Qianshui's eyes are very beautiful, very beautiful, very beautiful, the left eye is the pupilless pupil of a goblin, it is God's blessing, the right eye...is the god of death..."curse"...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, very much, but... Qianshui can't save them...

The people on the ground have the long long hair that Qianshui likes, the long and long hair of the people on the ground has the azure blue color that Qianshui loves, Qianshui likes it, likes it very much, so... I want to save ...

There are obvious marks on the pale pale lips, which are biting too hard, and the thick bloody smell that is stronger than the people on the ground spreads, spreads, spreads on the body in the pure white dress...

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, and Mr., but Lala is dead, Nuonuo is dead, Mr. killed them, Mr.'s name is Kurolo, Kuroro? Luxilu.

The people on the ground are very naive, Qianshui likes this person, so he desperately likes him.

Qianshui likes Lala, Nuonuo, Mr., but Lala is dead, Nuonuo is dead, Mr. killed them, Qianshui can't save, Qianshui can't stop...

The people on the ground are very naive, Qianshui likes this person, so he works hard to like this person, so... Qianshui wants to save...

The street lamps are still old, and it is impossible to start over because of the passage of time. The lights are still mottled and rattling, but... under the dim lights, there are girls in pure white dresses and men covered in scars. , the girl's smile is very beautiful, very beautiful, like an angel...

There were tears on both cheeks, crystal clear tears...it was really beautiful against the dim light...

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