Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

nothingness 5

The sun is shining brightly, probably because of the morning, the open window sill occasionally stands, with light gray wings and dark black beak, opening and closing from time to time, and the melodious voice is passed through the eardrum, which is really beautiful.

I got up very early, stretched out my hands and rubbed my eyes that were not too clear, a little blurry, and I couldn't see clearly. I lifted my bare feet lightly, and headed towards the bathroom according to the direction I knew. go.

The mirror that reflected part of the sun's brilliance actually illuminated a face that was not too sober but extremely familiar.

The black hair is a bit messy, it may be related to not sleeping well, the left eye has nothing in it, the right eye is black...

The pale and sickly lips opened and closed, silently uttering words...

murderer.

Twist the metal faucet hard, the cold touch clears up the mind for a while, awakens the sleeping desire...so thirsty.

The hands were bent, and the fingers that had already felt the cold merged together, and the transparent liquid was accumulated and splashed fiercely on the cheeks.

No, be patient.

Admonishing myself like this, reminding myself like this, squeeze your lips tightly, let the original soft lip line show a straight line, open your eyes wide, let the cold breath freeze the nerves, let the cells that have long been accustomed to the cold continue stay active.

After skillfully brushing, turn the direction.

An unknown fragrance fills the room which cannot be regarded as very large, seductive...sweet and greasy...

There was a slight sound of rubbing, the sound of small footsteps, without turning back, eyes with strange colors were staring at the jelly that was constantly drooping in the hand and glowing with thick yellow j□j luster, the pink and tender round solid rolled down slipperyly, reflecting the With transparent and colorful glassware, a sweet dream...

"Have you woke up, sir?" The pale lips showing a sickly complexion moved, and the soft and gentle voice came out, spread, and reverberated...

"What is it?" The slightly raised voice asked in a low, hoarse voice like a young child, and stretched out his hands while approaching, as if hugging the slender body in front of him intimately. The waist of the pure white dress with a little pleats.

A moment of stiffness, a moment of repulsion, but in the end, without any tendency to let go, he relaxed his body helplessly, habitually raised the corners of his lips, pulled the lines of his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, and explained, "Jiu Niang Yuan Xiao , something that I often eat in my hometown, but I don’t know if my husband likes it or not.”

"It's very fragrant, it must be delicious." Lowering the width of the jaw, he kept close to the slender shoulders while controlling his strength, using a not too heavy weight to feel the slightly cold body temperature.

"Maybe it's unpalatable?" Tilting his head, the jet-black hair slid slowly, revealing his slender legs and pale neck, the beating blood veins can be seen faintly under the thin skin, alluring ...

"Then I'll still eat it." She replied softly.

"Why?" Some doubts, some don't understand, some... don't understand.

"Because it was made in shallow water." Simple and clear.

"Sir...you, are you still killing people?" Unknowingly, the movement of pouring and pouring in the hands stopped, and the posture was frozen, the voice was muffled, and the voice line was lowered, opening and closing the pale eyes. lips, asking, asking, whispering.

"..." Silence... "You know..."

He bit his lower lip lightly, with not too much force but still carved a deep mark, and his fallen fingers trembled slightly.

'You know...'

It can't be said that it was a long time, maybe it was a long enough time. When I came back to my senses, the corners of my lips were lifted up, outlining a light but soft arc, the thick yellow jelly was smooth, and the pink round The solid shape rolled down, and fell into the transparent container with colorful luster.

Slightly moved a small step to the side, broke free from the unsteady chest without any trace, turned around, deepened the faint lines of the corners of the lips, and spoke with a soft and gentle voice .

"Okay, it's time to start." The black thick-rimmed glasses with dazzling white light faded due to the movement of the head, revealing a face that makes people feel comfortable at a glance, not beautiful, not beautiful...but...warm .

time... time... please...

The freeze frame for a moment, the slow movement for a moment, the originally stretched and soft face became painful, and the overlapping pupils were filled with slow, full, full...sorrow.

While hesitating and contemplating, he still stretched out his trembling fingers, holding tightly the knife beside him that was only used for cutting vegetables and cooking. The not-so-sharp blade had a faint blue halo for a moment, piercing the eyes, piercing pain... …

Close the eyes tightly, let the shallow eyelids, which can clearly see the beating blood, cover the pupilless blessing and... the curse.

The sound of the skin cracking was subtle, almost invisible, but... I heard it, and then, fearing, endured, biting my lower lip, the deep imprint showed my own pain, feeling the liquid slowly crawling over the already sensitive skin surface .

"Tick."

dripping...

Finally, it disappeared in the thick yellow jelly, fainted, and expanded...

Hesitatingly opened his eyes...

time... time... please...

"What's the matter? Shallow water?" Turning around, the handsome face was full of incomprehensible doubts, and there was a figure still shivering in the dark, deep, stagnant eyes.

Long long hair, a pure white pure white dress, a smile on a clear and delicate face, eyes... twinkling.

"It's nothing, I just remembered that my mother told me that before." Speaking against the truth, it was false, untrue words... a liar.

Walking forward, he sat down at the not-so-gorgeous dining table, with tragic white lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Really."

"Bangdang."

When the tableware is placed, the thick yellow jelly shakes slightly in the colorful glassware, and it does not take time to stain the originally clean bowl wall, slide down and settle.

The slender and pale hands picked it up, the wooden spoon stirred slightly, and accompanied by the sound of the jelly shaking, the spoon lifted...

Time seemed to slow down countless times.

The eye sockets are wide open, and the pitch-black overlapping black is shrinking...Looking at...

Suddenly shot, suddenly made a sound.

"Kangdang... slap..."

rupture……

The shattered colorful glass slags scattered all over the dark gray floor... Thick yellow spread...

He was panting violently, his eyes were closed tightly, his heart was beating, sending blood and oxygen, breathing...

A low, hoarse voice came out of the condensed air.

"Shallow water...you can't get your hands on it."

When he made an absolute conclusion and said an accurate answer, the black equal-armed cross deeply embedded on his tragic forehead glowed with brilliance. At that moment, at that second, he was like... a god emperor.

"I..." I adjusted my breathing, suppressed the guilt that couldn't be ignored, opened and closed my pale lips with deep traces, "I hate it, sir."

Why does Mr. know everything...

Mister who knows everything...it's scary...

The author has something to say:

upset...

very very upset...

So... to abuse...