General affairs girl

The stars fell, the sky was torn apart, the victor sacrificed the blood of the dead, and the loser's head was held in his hand to sing praises to the world.The huge sun was hanged in the air, struggling in vain to ignite the shadow.

The pain made her eyes go white, and when the funeral home pushed her to the ground and gouged out her eyeballs, she completely lost her eyesight.

Until there was a strong breath of blood, the ruby-like eyes were still warm and were put into the eye sockets.The dark world just now became clear again.

The dim orange-red light that is not like a candle is reflected in the pupils, like the vast and boundless water pond seen in childhood, the red dragonflies in mid-air are densely packed, and the transparent wings waving make the sunset concrete and vivid.

The world seen through red eyes that don't belong to me.

This is the last picture I saw before coma,

Then exhaustion flooded in like a tide, and because of the dehydration just now, his throat hurt like a fire while he was half asleep.However, the limbs and bones seemed to be poured with heavy mercury, and I couldn't lift a finger even after exhausting myself. The cotton pajamas were soaked in sweat and then dried by body temperature. It was really uncomfortable, and she struggled to turn over, her sobbing sound was as small as a cat meowing.

The movement was not big, but it alarmed the man beside him, and the high heels made a hoarse creaking sound as they stepped on the old solid wood floor back and forth.After being lifted up, his lips were pressed against the ice that seemed to be a glass container, and the warm liquid with a salty taste flowed into his mouth.Even the dry pajamas were taken off.

The visitor's palm touched half of her face, and Dorothy obediently rubbed it twice before falling asleep peacefully.She pretended not to hear the man's chuckle.

……

When I woke up, the funeral room was out of sight, and the cold morning wind blew the plain white curtains, swaying again and again in my sight, with melancholy, and finally being torn apart by the cold wind the next moment. The barren scene outside the window was revealed abruptly with a "huh", and a black hole was suddenly opened.

From there emerges the culprit who woke her up.

Dorothy, who was dressed in a thin satin base material and a black red hibiscus pajamas with strong Chinese characteristics, in the sudden wind, didn't care to spurn the funeral home, which made her look like a half-aged Xu Mother-like bad taste, only to feel more and more cold.

On the crooked neck old tree was a lonely bird yelling something "coo, coo -" and the shrill sound tore the nerves of Dorothy who had just woken up.And not far from the cuckoo is the crow that often comes to the yard. Wudidi stood all over the branches, quietly grasping the branches with a rigid look, ignoring the uninvited guests beside him.

Rubbing her temples in pain, Dorothy looked at the group of crows angrily, hoping that they could see that she had sprinkled corn on them and let them bully and land on her head and pull her hair. Get rid of that nasty bird that strayed into the cemetery.

The group of crows still had the same old-fashioned faces, arrogantly raised their heads at her, and after a "croak", they lowered their heads and combed their fluffy belly feathers with their pointed beaks, as if telling her to stay calm. haughty face.

Except for the horses that pull the carts and the hedgehogs who come here occasionally after it rains, there is no creature in the yard that listens to Dorothy.

Dorothy finally got on with it, and glared at the crow with an angry expression unwillingly.

"Help me get rid of it..."

The mutation also started at the moment when the girl murmured softly. When the eyes met, the crow was finally willing to shrink its noble neck, showing a little fear and showing obedience that surprised her. After a red light flashed inside, the crows moved.

quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack

quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack

The sound of tearing cloth resounded at the same time, and the flapping wings made a sound like air bursting.

The cuckoo finally disappeared in the woods not far away with its scattered feathers covered in bruises.

Shocked by this scene and dazed, Dorothy finally realized something was wrong.

When they look at each other, they send unconditional obedience to the low-level species of the group they belong to...

This is the subsidiary power of the high-level devil's eye pupils... now in her eye sockets, it melts into the blood and exerts its power geometrically.

The girl groaned and buried her head in the pillow.

...I'm not original anymore, I can be good friends with crow now...

xxxx I have a part of you in me, your bones and your flesh, referred to as your flesh and blood.This terrible nausea is simply impossible to ignore.

……

When I went downstairs by touching the handrail, I finally saw the funeral room. A man with a few bright red petals on his shoulders had just entered from the door.Hearing Dorothy's footsteps, he raised his head to look at her, and saw the satisfaction on the face of the satin pajamas.

Dorothy didn't directly talk about the condition of her eyes. Instead, she found a coffin as a seat and sat down. She complained about "how strange this dress is" and indifferently asked about the clothes she wore today. where.

She still hadn't forgotten the bloody scene last night when the senior smiled and gouged out her eyes with one hand, and licked away the blood from the eye sockets, she was faintly afraid.

After all, the girl tugged on her short skirt that couldn't cover her knees. This dress made her feel very unreliable and chilly.

The funeral room squinted at the seat where she was sitting, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then slowly came over as if she was okay.

"Well, Xiaosheng thinks this dress is very beautiful~"

"It's very attractive to fall in love after wearing it, isn't it?"

Dorothy suddenly thought of Liz's words, she was a little silly for no reason.

What was even more surprising was that this "cute girl" happened to be sitting in the coffin closest to the wall, where she kissed her predecessor yesterday.

This undoubtedly became a bad hint.

But she didn't think too much about it...

On the other hand, the funeral home, relying on that hot affection, slipped pale fingers over the girl's naked collarbone.

The atmosphere warmed up with a happy and tender coquettish air.

Being approached in her arms again, the uncharacteristically calm Dorothy remained silent for a long time, her eyes were innocent and complicated.

"Give me seven years of caring and nurturing, imparting knowledge and so on..."

"Senior Guleile, do you want to be my father?"

Dorothy had no father since she was a child, and she couldn't bear this kind of love that almost surpassed simple guardianship and even involved the analogy of family affection when she was young, so she took it as admiration for her parents.This caress is the legendary father's love and compassion!It doesn't matter!

The ignorant is innocent, and the ignorant is fearless, so the ignorant is all kinds of bold.Yesterday's kiss made her confused, and she had to have doubts about the increasingly uncomfortable atmosphere between the two of them.

She asked sanctimoniously, but the funeral house, who was about to touch it up, trembled with fright, and then turned to touch Dorothy's head with a complicated and kind face.

"Silly girl..."

The man is so emotional.

This time is really stupid, there is no doubt, who is your father...

Dorothy clearly felt the man's displeasure.

...She was going to be bald.

……

After a long silence, the man seriously answered a question she had just asked.

Dorothy was going to be in mourning today.

The girl finally figured out where the man went early in the morning, and why the red petals of roses were stained on his body.The demon was standing outside the door without any trace of injury. Its dark eyes were watching the crows that kept flocking to land on the girl's shoulders. It smiled playfully, and it rarely even looked at her seriously.

All this came unexpectedly.

Absurd like a not-so-funny joke.

Everyone is a separate species, which disappears every 100 years. There are 60 billion species in the world, guarding a lonely planet.

Angelica, extinct in London in XXX.

Mess.

Dorothy saw liquid running down Elizabeth's cheeks.The droplets were crystal clear and colorless under the sunlight, but when they landed on the church floor, they turned into black holes one after another.

The low cry was like tiny mosquitoes crawling out of their caves during the waking of stings or after a thunderstorm, densely packed, secret and depressing, mixed with the aroma of roses...

Crows have been entrenched outside the church.