[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

You are a real comforter, old man.

Shelley pursed her lips meaninglessly, and continued to hang on the railing in a very boring manner.The old man looked at the moon for a long time and let out a long sigh.

"I don't know where my daughter is now."

"...?" Shelley looked up: "Your daughter?"

"She was only this big when she was just born." The director compared a length: "I always felt that she couldn't support her. I have been worried about her since she was young. I buried her when I was young. He piled up wine, hoping to wait until his daughter gets married..."

Shelley felt that the direction of the story would be very uncontrollable, but he still asked politely: "And then?"

Fue, the director: "Who knew she was a strengthening system..."

"..." Shelley choked for a moment: "Is that why your wine has been stored for so many years..."

The air suddenly became quiet. Shelley thought about it and comforted the old man.

"The enhancement system is also very good, at least I don't have to worry about others bullying her." She coughed: "It's useless for a girl to depend on a man, only by herself can she live freely."

"I think so now." The old man looked melancholy: "But in fact, deep down in my heart, I hope to play with my daughter who is like a doll, but it turns out that my daughter is wrestling with her like a doll..."

"Wrestling can be regarded as a kind of fun, ha ha, ha ha." Shelley said with a dark face: "Don't be sad, I heard that wrestling is a sport that can enhance relationships!"

"But it's always me who gets thrown..."

The director became more and more sad: "It's not serious for young people to attack, and I can't really throw her..."

The director was probably a little drunk, and he looked aggrieved when talking about the past, and he was about to cry while talking.Shelley comforted him kindly, but after the comfort, he also felt dry mouth-after all, the old man was in a better mood, but suddenly he would remember the pain point just now and continue to be depressed.

It's annoying...

Shelley's temples were throbbing, and suddenly he heard a word from the old man.

"But it's pretty good, as long as I'm happier than Siji." The director sniffed: "Although it's not what I expected, but she grew up like this, it's her own choice to work hard, no matter what, it's my father's. pride."

The old man's nose was running down his beard.

"Biski, Dad misses you!"

Shelley's eyelids fluttered, and he solved the howling director with a knife.

"……Do you need help?"

Kuroro didn't know when he came, and leaned against the corner of the wall not far away: "I wanted to come out and buy some hot milk."

"To grow taller?" Shelley glanced at his height: "Then go buy it."

The big black-haired boy choked: "I thought I needed help carrying the director back."

"I'll carry it after I buy it," Shelley said with a vicissitudes of life, "I want to blow some air. Ah, that's right."

Kuroro paused and looked back at her.

"Bring me a Coke," Shelley said. "I'm thirsty."

When Kuroro came back, the director had already fallen asleep.The young man was not willing to tell whether the old man fell asleep in a coma or fell asleep until he was unconscious, so he briskly jumped over the old man who was lying on his back beside the railing.

Impolite.

Shelley despised him with his eyes, but Kuroro didn't care, and sat down beside Shelley naturally.

"I didn't expect the director to be so paternal." Kuroro smiled and complained about the old alcoholic: "I thought he was also the kind of bounty hunter who was alone and would die alone in the end."

Shelley took a sip of Coke and swallowed it quickly, feeling an unusual sense of satisfaction throughout.She stretched her waist and stretched her body well.

"You can't judge by appearance." Shelley took out a tissue and wiped the old man's beard: "Although it looks wrinkled, it might look good when you were young."

Kuroro smiled and said nothing, and covered Shelley with his coat.The covered snake girl froze for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.Kuroro paid attention to Shelley's state the whole time, and acted as if he wasn't watching the whole time.

In fact, he pretended to be very successful, but his disappointed expression was too obvious, so he was discovered by others.

"do you like me."

asked Shelley.

"..." The black-haired young man paused, turned to look at her for the first time, and gave the answer half a second later: "...I don't know."

Shelley rolled her eyes silently in her heart, and her hand was gently held.

"I also asked myself what kind of psychology I have, but I think that even if I think I 'like' Shelley, Shelley may not agree with me in the same way." He said: "Because the two of us define 'like' Maybe it's different."

Shelley pulled out his hand at the speed of light, vigilant like a frightened rabbit: "What do you want?"

Kuroro laughed. He wanted to hold back, but finally turned his head away, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"..."

So unhappy.

The snake girl raised her head with a straight face, planning to ask Pariston to come down and carry the director back to the room.

"I've always wondered what Shelley liked."

The yelling of the brunette caught in her throat, and she squinted at the person who started talking again.

"After coming out of Meteor Street, I probably understood a little bit." Kuroro looked at the ground, wondering what he thought of: "Although the lower limit of the inner world is not much lower than that of Meteor Street, the lower limit of the outer world is Very high. There is a tacit understanding between strangers, violence is prohibited, and the government maintains the bottom line of nothing—the most important thing is that you can find trustworthy people.”

[It's useless to sum it up so well, and I don't want to be a class representative. 】

The system rarely made complaints about Kuroro, something it hadn't experienced since it came to this world—Shelley was slightly surprised, while Kuroro exhaled and lay down on the ground.

"In this world, the so-called 'like' standard, I can almost understand." He said: "I think I can do it too."

"...Can it be done?" Shelley repeated: "Do you think you are shopping for vegetables?"

"It would be great if it could be like shopping for vegetables. Unfortunately, even if I like Shelley now, if Shelley doesn't think the same about me, then I can't force this business."

He was very calm: "Or Shelley thinks it's okay..."

"Can't!"

He had a "look" look on his face.

"That's all I can do now."

Shelley choked up again, and after thinking about it, he actually felt that what he said was somewhat reasonable.

According to his previous virtue—Shelley has forgotten how he was cheated, but the feeling of being cheated is still vivid—to be able to persevere until now and not do any tricks is already a qualitative leap.

"Is this what you learned after leaving Meteor Street?"

"It's one of them." Kuroro looked at the stars: "Compared to doing something, it is often more difficult not to do anything."

Shelley hugged her knees, complaining about Kuroro's holy virtue.

"Do you think yourself a philosopher?"

"It's just summing up the experience and lessons," Kurolo was not angry at all: "Is it right to make yourself more pleasing?"

Shelley rolled her eyes, hugged her knees and thought for a while.

"what do you like about me?"

"Looks like a bully."

Kuroro opened his mouth to answer, and then his suit jacket covered his head.The snake girl pushed him aside angrily: "Go away, I don't want to see you!"

This person is a primary school student.

Later, Shelley dragged the old man upstairs by herself, and was dragged to listen to Biski for half the night. Now she is more familiar with the story of this unknown lady than she is.The next day, Shelley almost couldn't get up, and the whole person was lying on the dining table in a flustered manner, and didn't even bother to take a look at the breakfast.

Kuroro was the same as usual. After sitting down, he saw Shelley's dark circles and wanted to reach out to take a look, but Shelley slapped them away.

He continued to eat happily.

The snake girl was full of resentment, and almost fell asleep while patrolling the street.When dancing in the square at night, she leaned against the tree and wanted to close her eyes to rest for a while, but she fell asleep after resting.

It was midnight when she woke up, and Kuroro was standing beside her, resting her head on his shoulder.

"..."

I'm not moved, I'm not soft-hearted, I don't like him.

Shelley wiped her face, but she still felt sleepy—she decided to sue the director for harassment and harassment of her subordinates tomorrow, but the heavy eyelids made her mind go blank, and she slowly leaned on Kuroro.

"what time is it now……"

The snake girl asked in a daze, and heard the other party's dazed voice.

"[-]:[-]." Kuroro hugged her and walked back with her shoulders: "I thought it would be good to sleep for a while, but I didn't expect to sleep until now."

"...I want you to manage..."

The snake girl said when she was half asleep and half awake: "Put me down..."

She heard a quick and decisive answer.

"Don't let it go."

Shelley felt that he was thrown gently on the bed, as if he wanted to throw it hard but finally held back.The quilt was covered carefully, and someone sat by the bed for a long time, and finally a light kiss was imprinted on her forehead.

The breath of this person is so familiar, as if he has done it many times before.

When she was still asleep, she got up and left quietly, but she would never forget the kiss before leaving.

Shelley buried his head in the quilt and sucked away his tears with the quilt.

[Big Shelley, don't be sad. 】

The system said: [It's all my fault, okay? 】

The snake girl bit the corner of the quilt and said nothing, tears continued to fall down.

She hates gentle people.

Whether it is a kind and gentle person or a black-hearted and gentle person, it is annoying.

Shelley lay on the ground for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence.

"Is he all right?"

【…】The system said: 【Very good. 】

"Then...does he like someone else again?"

【…】

The system was silent for a long time, and finally persuaded her after a long time.

【It's in the past.Everyone has to start a new life. 】

Shelley paused there for a long time, and slowly collapsed on the bed—the quilt covered her, as if she was still inside a snake's egg.

Thin layer, yet warm and reliable.

"That's good too."

Shelley said so at last, sitting up slowly.

"I didn't let him live because he died alone."

The system didn't know what to say, or he had nothing to say.And that lonely shadow curled up, hugged his quilt, and sat until dawn.

When Kuroro got up, there was no one in the room.

"……what happened?"

The black-haired young man saw the cleaned room and went downstairs to search around but found no one. In the restaurant, only Pallistone looked at him jokingly with bread in his mouth.This look made him unhappy, but he patiently asked about Shelley's whereabouts.

"Run away with someone." Pariston picked up a piece of paper: "With Kim Freesh."

Kuroro took it over and looked at it twice, to the effect that she is bored now, and decided to play games with Jin first, and talk about other things at that time.

After reading it, Kuroro put the piece of paper back to its original place expressionlessly, and ate breakfast as usual.

But Pariston's bread fell on the dinner plate.

"Well... can I take the liberty to ask, what are you going to do next?"

It was the first time Pariston spoke so politely, but the person being questioned looked up in a puzzled manner.

"……practice?"

The author has something to say: the system is a big fart eye

he lied

By the way, all the messages are gone as soon as school starts... People want to leave messages QUQ

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