Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

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'Sir killed someone... didn't he? '

The tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, revealing black, as deep as a pool of stagnant water.Pale lips that were groping with excessive fingers, the corners of the lips were raised, depicting lines that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, soft and beautiful, a gentleman, but... terrible...

"I forgot." When I looked up, my lips opened and closed, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the wind passed by, driving the slightly long hair, the white, the white bandage looming...

Hurried footsteps, different fronts, different weights.

"bump"

The loud sound of the door opening violently, and the heavy voice of the girl panting.

"Karaud...Mr., we have to go." The sky outside the window had a dazzling golden yellow, which was so brilliant that people felt it was illusory.

"En." Without any question, without any surprised expression, he replied flatly.

The figure of the girl was in a hurry, and there was a sharp and harsh wooden sound due to excessive force and violent friction.Pale, pale, perennially pale face with a little blush, very light, very light, against the pale, pale, perennially pale face is very beautiful, very beautiful, it is...an angel...

Standing upright, standing upright, standing still, the pale and somewhat excessively slender fingers were casually jjj black, in the pocket of the black suit, the eyes were closed, a faint white light shone from above, with a thick black Compared with men, the hair is not very short and droops back, the head is slightly raised, the lips are drawn up in a smile that is not a smile, and the expression is frozen between smiling and not smiling, gentle, gentleman... But... I can't figure it out through……

"Dididi——" The traditional telephone ringtone, which has long appeared outdated in the age of electrical appliances, has a monotonous tone that does not match the person and is too flat. It echoes in a quiet place, hits the surrounding hard objects, and then retreats. Into the eardrum...

He didn't answer immediately, but just closed his eyes tightly, and his black hair swayed slightly in front of his forehead due to the blowing of the wind, revealing the same paleness as his skin tone, pale, and pale as if he had a sick bandage.

The bell stopped, there was a moment of emptiness, and then... it rang again...

"Drip-drip-"

Listening to the subtle sounds that could not be detected at all, slowly, slowly pulled out the hands that were inserted into the pockets. The hands were long, very white, and very beautiful.

Press the answer key.

"The result." The tragic white lips opened and closed, and the tip of the tongue could be vaguely seen in the white teeth.

【Commander, if you don't answer the phone, people will start killing people here. 】Slightly revealing the meaning of flirting, the breath of relaxation for a moment seems to be able to form an entity through the transmission of radio waves.

"What's the matter?" The good-looking brow a little distance below the pale bandage frowned, with a trace of doubt, and three points of vigilance.

[Leader... Today is the meeting day you ordered... You forgot...] Helpless tone, skeptical attitude, unbelievable tone.

"..." The Sichuan-shaped eyebrows stretched, and then there was a moment of silence, as if thinking about something wistfully, habitually rubbing her lips with slender and beautiful fingers, "I forgot..."

The light seemed a bit dim, white, who could find the white light to come down, making the black, the black hair, which is somewhat long for men, glow with a glare that makes people close their eyes reflexively.

'Sir killed someone... didn't he? The girl's voice echoed in her ears, revealing deep, deep forbearance.

'Forgot it...' Forgot it...

sunrise... sunset...

The girl was busy packing her luggage, the drawers were opened everywhere, and the messy piles were very inconsistent with the girl's temperament.

Karao had to watch, just watched quietly, without any movement, without any words.

Qianshui is an angel, a very beautiful, very beautiful angel...

Qianshui is an angel, the angel who saved Kalaud...

Qianshui is an angel, an angel who will show a very gentle, very gentle, very gentle smile to anyone...

Shallow water...is...an angel...

Qianshui likes Mr. Claude, because Mr. Claude has long long hair, which has the color of azure blue that Qianshui loves most.

Qianshui likes Mr. Crowd, because Mr. Crowd is different from Mr. Knight, different from Mr. Knight, and different from anyone else...

Qianshui likes Mr. Carlaud as much as he likes Nuonuo and Lala.

Shallow water likes Mr. Carlaud, very much, very much.

Qianshui thinks... this is fate...

"Mr. Carraud, can you wait here for a while?" He hesitated, but he still said it.

"En." Simple monophony, without any impurity of trust.

Kalau had to believe in shallow water, just like shallow water believed in Claude.

Smiling, smiling, turned around with a perfect smile that raised the corners of the lips at 45 degrees, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile expanded from the bottom of her heart.

Wait a minute, just a moment.It won't be long, it will definitely not be long...

"Dong dong dong..." three times, the sound of fingers tapping on the wooden door.

"Creak." The door opened.

"I'm leaving." He said softly.

"This time is very short, but...he didn't disappear without a word, Qianshui is a good boy." With an elegant smile, there is a deep, deep, deep forbearance hidden in the iron-gray eyes.

"Mr. Lanshan..." He hesitated to speak, his pale lips parted, and the last thing he said was farewell, "...goodbye."

"Well, goodbye." The door closed again, and there was a sound of chains rubbing inside the exquisite wooden door.

Without moving, he stared fixedly at the door carved with gorgeous and beautiful textures in front of him, for a long time...leaved...

The empty room has the familiar smell of shallow water, very familiar, very familiar, very familiar smell, which is the familiar feeling from being together for a long time...but...no one...

'Is it okay for Mr. Carlaud to wait here for a while? 'Hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, but he still said it.

'kindness. ' Very short very short very short pronunciation, but very gentle.

There is no one, the air is still fresh, and the space still exudes the body odor of living for a long time.

nobody……

Just wait, just wait.It won't be long, it will definitely not be long...

no one... nothing...

Shallow Water refines Mr. Carlaud, I like it very much, I like it very much, second only to those who like Lala and Nuonuo.

Qianshui likes Mr. Claude, because Mr. Claude has long long hair, which has the color of azure blue that Qianshui loves.

Qianshui likes Mr. Karaud, Mr. Karaud is different from Mr., Mr. Knight, Lala, and Nuonuo...

Qianshui thinks... this is fate...

'Is it okay for Mr. Carlaud to wait here for a while? '

'kindness. '

Qianshui believed in Mr. Carlaud, believed very much, believed very much.

Qian Shui believed in Mr. Crowder, so he tried his best to believe it.

Qianshui believed in Mr. Carlaud, believed very much, believed very much.

Qian Shui believed in Mr. Claude, so he tried his best to believe it.

"Click"

The door was knocked lightly, and the metal lock made a crisp, crisp, crisp echo.

"Grumpy"

There are slight bristles under the suitcase due to long-term use, and the sound flows...

'Can Mr. Carlaud wait here for a while? '

'kindness. '

The room is empty, the room is empty...no one...

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