Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

nothingness 3

Not too fast pace, not too short distance, the tall and old plane tree-like branches and leaves of the original world are stretched, struggling to open, working hard to approach...the light.

The pure white pure white dress swayed, swayed, swayed, and then showed white calves from time to time, the same white stockings, patent leather round-toed shoes with a little peeling, a little sticky dust, slightly covered dust, gray Mongolian……

Standing and pausing, in front of the door carved with the statue of the Virgin Mary, black thick-rimmed glasses occupy two-thirds of the face, and there is no place to peek at the beautiful lips. The color of blood, but... It rises at a certain angle, there are faint lines, and the earrings embedded in the earlobe are shining with brilliance, with a little ink, a little blue, and a chaos of unclear colors... Like, the sea .

The holy cross stands upright, standing upright, before the eyes, before the body, in the... heart.

The marble floor, the bench made of unknown material, the dark red color, that is... confession.

He folded his hands, clasped his palms tightly, stretched his limbs showing fragility, and fixed them in front of the pure white dress with a slight wrinkle on his chest... praying.

Finally, he turned his wrist and stretched his arms straight. His slender fingers lightly touched the cool door, and gently pushed it open...

The wind picked up all of a sudden, and the black and black hair danced, floating in chaotic tracks in the empty air, flying... so beautiful.

In the dark and dim auditorium, in the bright and bright temple, when Jesus came, the holy Virgin Mary showed a soft smile, slightly raised lips, lowered corners of eyes, soft eyes, eyes full of love...

Leaping over the steps, raised toes, forward.

The long hair is swaying behind the head, the milky white ribbon is tied randomly, and the bow is loosely tied, which cannot be regarded as a firm bow, as if it will slip off with a slight pull...

Bend your knees, let your bones flex and extend along the joints, kneel down, bow your head, fold your fingers, and gently close your eyes under the black thick-rimmed glasses, listening to the warnings from the sky with a humble attitude.

For a moment, the expression was painful, the eyelashes trembled, and the crystal water droplets overflowed, sliding down the soft lines of the cheeks...

'tick. '

Dropped the wrinkled skirt of the chest, fainted, expanded...like, tumultuous.

Starlight, starlight, starlight...starlight, bright...

Opening and closing pale lips, pouring out silent words, as if talking about something...but...sad...

'Click, click. '

The sound of hard-soled leather shoes hitting the ground was not very loud, but it still echoed in the hall with a silent atmosphere.

"Miss, are you coming to Mass?" There was a deep voice, with a hoarse texture, and a dull feeling, some...some...some...familiar.

Turning the head, slightly raised the eyes, through the thick lenses reflecting the white light of the dim light, only the eyes with overlapping pupils were focused, adjusted the line of sight, and finally saw...

The opened windows, the frosted glass with different textures are blurred, and have an unrealistic sense of illusion.

The curled cat boy got up in an instant, hissed and jumped up, arched his body, stood upside down with silky hair, and jumped out of the window where the cool wind was blowing.

Landing on the soles of the forefoot, lowering the body posture, reducing the impact force to the minimum, moving forward, disappearing...

Scanning the book lying flat in his hand, his eyes stretched slightly upwards. His dark eyes with deep eyes stared at the azure blue sky outside the window. His pale lips seemed to outline a beautiful angle, elegant but with a saying. Unbelievable cruelty.

The same pale and slender fingers gently slid across the rough texture of the paper, the eyes were chaotic, and the dark and gorgeous equal-armed cross changed colors under the too bright sun's afterglow... Dreamy.

"Pu...Pua...?" He opened his mouth uncertainly, his pale lips trembled imperceptibly, his voice trembled, his eye sockets dilated, and his pupils shrank.

'welcome. '

Standing at the door was a boy who couldn't be called good-looking. His short hair was a bit boring, and the ends were parted slightly.But... very comfortable...

The corners of the lips are raised habitually, showing the smile that has been done countless times in the mirror, the corners of the eyes droop slightly, relax the body, and raise the angle of 45 degrees.

'Hello. 'Using the etiquette my mother asked me to learn, I leaned slightly.

"Meow~" The thin voice, the immature cry, the soft hair on the calf.

"Corpse." With a soft expression for a moment, warm eyes for a moment, he gently stretched out his slender and pale arms, hugged the small and tender body, and leaned close.

"Meow~" Responded as if feeling something, lowered his voice, squinted his eyes, and murmured.

"Is this Miss's cat? A Persian cat?" Han smiled, stretching out his fingers to gently scratch the dry and yellowish hair, a little disobedient, and disobedient and not according to his own wishes.

"La... are you Lala?" He didn't raise his head, didn't shift his gaze, didn't move in any way, just lowered his head, stared, watched, listened, faced the soft body in his hands, and stared at his own eyes With strange eyes, he opened and closed his lips, and asked in a gentle voice, the corners of his lips raised, but in the end he couldn't bring up the angle again...

"Why does miss know my name?" Some opened their mouths incomprehensibly, tilting their head at a certain angle in doubt, with slightly dilated eye sockets.

'Well, my name is Lala, everyone calls me Lala, Miss Shen can also call me that. '

Qianshui found a job in Pandora Town.

'Well... Shen Qianshui, just call me Qianshui.

Qianshui found a job in Pandora Town and met Lala.

Moist eye sockets, the originally stopped tears slipped down instantly.

'tick, tick'

Outlining the angle of the lips, raising the beautiful and beautiful arc, smiling, smiling with an unforgettable expression, wiping the dropped liquid with both hands indiscriminately, smiling, smiling hard, with... unbelievable.

"It's Lala, it's Lala..."

The library is a beautiful place, just like Pandora is a beautiful town.very beautiful very beautiful...

'That...Nonuo...I...'

A large expanse of red, shocking blood red...

Lala fell down, with shock in her eyes and a distorted expression, she fell down horribly.

Lala fell down, red, warm blood rushed out, and a strong smell filled the not-so-large space.

Lala fell down, fell down in front of Nuonuo, unwilling, hated... fell down...

laughing, laughing...crying...

"Little Miss, it's all right, are you all right?" Consoled at a loss, waving her arms in embarrassment, wanting to comfort, but unable to do so.

not dead……

very nice.

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