hello, my name is kyoka shuiyue

The imagination is gorgeous, no doubt about it.

Imagination is fatal, please watch the live broadcast for this point.

I fell into a pit.

I fell into an eerie pit.

I fell into a gloomy bottomless pit.

Right now, I'm in the process of verifying Newton's great law of gravitation.

And the reason for all this comes from thinking.

In my memory, I vaguely remember that I don’t know which celebrity said: Life comes from thinking.

Now Miss Ben gives another famous saying: life finally thinks.

Listen to the example:

The great thinker Marx of a dignified generation went to see our Almighty God in his thinking (hey!) because of the overdraft of brain cells;

Mr. Nobel, the founder of the prestigious and authoritative award in the world, Mr. Nobel is because he thinks too much that he is in the experimental center and then Gameover (hey, hey!);

Miss Ben fell into a big pit in her thinking because she wanted to solve the historical problem of "Tobeornottobe", so that she hasn't reached the bottom yet.

The above is enough to show the correctness of this lady's remarks!

Damn, does this broken pit lead from heaven to hell? I have greeted the ancestors of the pit diggers to the 1800s. Why is it still in free fall?

According to the free fall acceleration equation, Miss Ben's current instantaneous speed has already caught up with the American Boeing 747.

By the way, there is also Xiaojie. By the time I find him, he will have become some kind of excrement, right?

Cough cough, looking through the mirror, you are a lady, and a lady should try her best to be as gentle as possible when she thinks about things, so please mark any indecent words in the blank and let the judges fill in by themselves.

Finally, long after the overhead light disappeared, there was a faint light and a faint familiar Reiatsu from the bottom of the feet, and then——

bang——

"Xiao, Xiaojing?!" Our Xiaojie's gentle and unbelievably relieved voice came.

And because of my luck, I ended up being bottomed by something and was unscathed.

Standing up slowly, afraid of the sand and dust on the skirt, he raised his hand to say hello to Xiaojie, who was dressed in a little tatters and was a bit embarrassed: "Hey, Xiaojie! It seems that I am not too late... Well?!"

His body was hugged, and his heavy breathing sounded in his ears, "Xiao Jing, it's a good thing you're here. Otherwise, I might die."

"...yeah?" I was baffled.

Also, child, please use an excited tone when talking about death, and don't use a straightforward narrative, otherwise it will not be convincing at all.

"I didn't have the strength to dodge that false flash just now." Someone continued.

Mouth!Damn you, it's a ghost who is about to cut off my waist now!Don't have the strength yet? !

"Thank you, Xiaojing." Feeling being hugged a little tighter, I struggled with my teeth and claws.

"Thank, thank you for your size! Let go of me, you idiot talking to yourself!"

Aizen let go of me, then looked at me gasping for breath and laughed silly.

"Laughing ghost, what kind of nerves do you get when you meet each other?"

Aizen smiled inscrutablely, but I found something more in his eyes than before.

Then he reached out to straighten my hair, "Xiao Jing, although saving someone is a stupid act, but saving me is not ashamed. You don't need to be shy."

"..." Speechless, did Daxu's claw scratch her head?Why just don't speak human words?

"I'm not shy. I'm still deliberating whether I should come to you or not." Tell him the truth and roll your eyes.

"Okay, I see." Xiaojie smiled and took my hand, walking forward while talking.

By the way, what do you know meow?Why do I feel that this kid's pampering eyes, as if I'm a troubled child, make me feel chills all over my body?

"Xiao Jing, I'm very happy." Someone walking in front suddenly said softly.

"It can be seen." He rolled his eyes angrily, and walked behind with a grin on the corner of his mouth. I saw that you were unhappy and didn't believe it.

"I thought you would stay with Captain Kuchiki for three days before coming to me."

"That's how it was planned." Once again, he gave him a free roll of the eyes.

"Hehe." He smiled lowly, then turned around and patted my head, "Xiao Jing is so cute."

"You are so cute! Your whole family is so cute!" Slapped his hand off and yelled back fiercely. A bad friend once told me that when you want to praise a girl but her whole body makes you unable to find the good points, the word "cute" It became a life-saving yellow jacket.

"Xiao Jing, this time, I'm serious. Be mine, and then we will give each other full trust, okay?"

He looked straight into my eyes, and I could see the real truth in his dark brown eyes.

I blinked, tilted my head and refused: "YADA!"

Aizen's spiritual pressure suddenly rose, and there was a stuffy feeling in his chest. This guy...

"Why?" he asked softly.

"Because these words of being you make me very, very, extremely unhappy!!!" I also raised the Reiatsu, brat, who is afraid of whom!

He seemed to be taken aback, then covered his eyes with one hand and laughed.

The laughter was very loud, just look at the large crows (what species?) flying out of the place that looks like a forest but not like a forest.

That laugh was very low, I could tell from the black lines all over my face trying to drive his thoughts away.

After finally stopping, he stretched out his hand, "Then Xiao Jing, come to a higher place with me."

She curled her lips, put her hand on his, and said angrily, "I'm afraid of the cold."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll be with you. Just as you'll be with me."

A burst of warmth suddenly slipped through the bottom of my heart, are you with each other?

This is a very luxurious oath.

I am not lonely.

This is deceiving.

But if no one can understand my loneliness, even if someone is always by my side, it is the same as no one.

A long time ago I had many friends, but no soulmates.

Not so long ago I had only myself, but no friends.

I think I'm a wayward Zanpakutō.But I also have absolute principles.

People who can't understand me don't deserve me.

Perhaps, when I agreed to the bet with him, in a certain way, I still hoped that someone would come to understand me.

And he didn't disappoint me.

You are my soul, and I am your soul.

"Ah, Xiaojie, why did you say I saved you?" I asked shamelessly on the way back.

The corner of Xiaojie's mouth twitched, "Xiaojing seems to call me 'Xiaojie' very easily."

"Ah, that's what I've been saying all the time...don't change the subject."

"I was cutting Da Xu before you appeared. I couldn't dodge that Xu dodge, but Xu let you solve it."

"Huh? Oh..." Could it be that it was the thing that was on my back when I fell? !

I am very honest, although Xiaojie is very cunning, but I think his good qualities may all give me this knife.

Because of my honesty, I decided to tell the truth: "Xiao Jie, I fell from the top. Before I fell, I was still wondering whether I should come to you."

Lan Ran paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched again, then pushed her glasses, "The reason and process are not important, I only know that Xiao Jing saved me in the end."

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Uh... It turns out that Xiaojie also conforms to the general personality in the old Chinese society. Listen, what Ah Q's answer method!

Therefore, Mr. Lu Xun is worthy of being a great writer who kills people invisible with his pen!

Idols, idols, please worship them.