[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

In his eyes, the blood-stained dark light slowly climbed onto the girl who was running towards him.The joyful, beautiful, and delicate things are all devoured mercilessly!

Snapped--

The street lamp outside the window was turned on, and the soft light shone through the glass onto the girl.

The girl who ran to his side against the light was surrounded by a layer of warm soft white.The high ponytail, with silvery luster, jumped in the air like a precious white fish.The cheeks were dyed blush, with a halo around them, like a beautiful and moving angel.The white and slender arms were bent into a strong arc.In the eyes full of joy, there is determination, bravery and unyielding.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, not only to have the ability to save herself, but also to protect the people she cared about - he clearly read this meaning from the girl.

Hannibal suddenly relaxed, and without the desire to do anything, there was no need to keep his mind in a tense state of thinking.He thought, he can wait for a while longer, and then take some means to cultivate carefully, so that the ingredients can be fermented to produce the best flavor, sweet, tender and delicious.

"Anya, you did a great job."

Anya looked at Hannibal brightly, her eyes were warm and soft, exuding the sweet and sweet smell of vanilla cake.She snapped her slender white fingers, and said briskly and sincerely: "Hannibal, thank you for this. You taught me the basics of fighting, helped me fix the correct posture, and became my target. If If you hadn't worked so hard to teach, I wouldn't have learned so well."

Her voice was soft and moving, and Hannibal's face was reflected in her clear pupils.After finishing speaking, he raised his head and smiled sweetly, the smile was tactful and flying, and the vigor and vitality surged.

Hannibal heard his heart thumping, and quickly regained his composure. The superficial scenery Jiyue that belonged to him actually concealed a bloody and depraved elegance and tranquility.However, the strangeness at that moment cannot be ignored.

"Wow, it's so late before I know it." Anya said with a crooked smile for a while, before realizing that it was not sunlight but light that shrouded her body, and she said a little bit distressed and cute: "Because Hannibal and Hannibal are together. We were very happy together, but we didn't even notice the passage of time. Hannibal, you have been teaching me until now after work, you must be very tired, right?"

"No, you are very smart. I just gave a rough idea, and you fully understand the key to fighting. You are a very talented girl. Next, I think I should just be a good flexible target."

Wearing a suit, Hannibal praised Anya's talent in surprise, and at the end, his tone was slightly teasing.Humorous words, with a little intimacy, unconsciously draw the relationship between the two people closer.

Anya couldn't help laughing, and followed Hannibal out.Seeing that the back of his suit was stained with a little white ash, he stepped forward and patted it clean, and subconsciously pulled the clothes up and down twice to smooth the corners of the clothes.Then he said in a soft voice: "Since today's training is over, let's go to my house for dinner. Before I come out, I have already prepared the dishes."

Hannibal paused, looked back, his eyes were full of trouble, my friend must do something, otherwise I feel very uneasy. He is such a good person, so he must not let down his Anya.Looking at the girl whose face was full of emotions and didn't know it, he made up his mind and finally refused.

"I'm sorry, Anya, but I have work to do later."

"It's okay, there will always be opportunities. However, although work is very important, your body is also very important. You must remember to rest well."

"it is good."

A few understatement words coaxed the innocent girl away.

Hannibal sat at the dining table and carefully cut the medium-rare steak in front of him.The friction of the blade cutting across the texture, the smell of meat in the air, and the low-pitched music playing on the disk.His originally expressionless face gradually raised an elegant and considerate smile.

This is it, Hannibal.

An Ya hummed a little tune, crossed the road, and showed a moving smile bright enough to light up the night to Mrs. Norton next door, before closing the door gently.Walking into the kitchen and turning on the oven, the roast chicken inside has been roasted to a golden color, and the aroma is tangy.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Norton, who was already a mother, was evoked by that pretty smile about the ignorance and beauty of her first love, and her heart was beating fast.After seeing Mr. Norton, he stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck, and had a romantic French kiss with her husband.

The man opposite, after seeing this sweet picture, flashed a series of bullet screens of "Show affection! Dog leash! Fake squid!", and slammed the door full of resentment for being a single dog.

Hannibal, who was enjoying the food, frowned when he heard the noise of knocking on the door next door.He put down the knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin.He always hated people interrupting his meal because it was very uneducated.

Qiao Na stood behind the door silently, looking at the closed door, clenched her hands tightly, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh.

How frightened she was, afraid to suffer hell again.The world in her eyes is full of gloomy and desperate roars, even the sun emits black light, completely restraining everyone.

As for her redemption, she was looking forward to the person she was looking forward to, and went outside happily, and only came back when the night was dark, remembering to be friendly to everyone, but she forgot that there was still her!

How hopeless!

Anya, who had no idea that she had triggered some kind of ghost/animal point, was carefully cutting the roast chicken into delicate pieces.A few strands of hair tied into balls were scattered fluffy, and there was a gentle smile in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Red, I thought you were going to send me books or roses."

On the screen of the mobile phone placed on the kitchen shelf, Reid, who was sitting upright like a well-behaved elementary school student, suddenly blushed, he flopped a few times, and struggled weakly: "Anya, I really don't know Rose , especially the red rose, which means that... "

"So you regret giving me roses?"

Anya stopped her movements, raised her head, and looked at Reid seriously with a pair of soft eyes under the warm-colored lights.

Rhett waved his hands nervously.How could he regret it? Right now, he just wished he could embrace another bouquet of beautiful roses, give it to Anya, and then say what he longed for.

He was tongue-tied and wanted to explain, but he couldn't explain it completely, and almost knocked over his phone.There was a little bit of water in the anxious brown eyes, coupled with a cute curly hair, it was so cute that it was foul.

Anya couldn't hold back her expression and couldn't help laughing.Looking at Rhett's swollen cheeks because of being teased, after thinking about it, he picked up the sliced ​​roast chicken and shook it with a smile: "Red, Rhett, look, the roast chicken I made looks good, doesn't it?" .The next time I cook you a table of roast chicken like this, please forgive me."

The pink apron is tied around the waist, the white slippers reveal the slender ankles, the homely cotton skirt is gentle and moving, and the broken hair scattered around the neck is extremely soft.The plate he held covered his mouth, but the clear smile flowing from his eyes was clearly visible.

Reid seemed to see Anya in front of him, bent slightly, put the dishes on the table, then sat down with a smile, propped his head, tilted his head and said with a smile, "What are you still doing in a daze, sit down and eat quickly", followed by His mother used to do exactly the same to his father.

"Red?" After waiting for a while, she found that Rhett's eyes were distracted, so Anya called out softly, and asked with some concern, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, I'm fine."

Rhett really didn't know how to lie, the smile on his face was flustered and forced, and he couldn't even make eye contact with Anya.He also knew that his cover-up was clumsy, but he couldn't tell Anya about his mother for the time being. After all, mental illnesses are hereditary...

Rhett licked his lips nervously. If Anya insisted on asking, he would not be able to hide it.However, he always hoped that this matter could be handled well, so that Anya would not be like him, always worrying about sudden mental problems!

"It's fine. You must be tired when you come back from work. Go and rest."

Anya smiled thoughtfully, and the warm gaze on him made Rhett's nerves relax.He had known for a long time that Anya was a very gentle and considerate person.

"Well, Anya, you should go to bed early too."

"OK, good night."

Rhett waited selfishly for a while, and sure enough, he saw Anya approaching the phone, with enlarged hands and face, as if giving him a sweet goodnight kiss, and his heart skipped a beat.

The screen went dark, but Rhett's heart was still hot.He lay down on the sofa cheerfully, looked at the phone for a while, carefully placed it on his chest, and smiled contentedly.It was so blissful to chat with Anya, it made him completely forget about the bloodshot hateful eyes of that poor man who should not be driven crazy today, and the blood dripping all over the floor after falling down.

After hanging up the phone, Anya casually leaned against the kitchen counter, picked up a piece of chicken and was about to throw it into her mouth.The mobile phone in his hand suddenly vibrated desperately like crazy, the screen flickered on and off, and finally froze on a series of small characters.

Her original mobile phone was smashed to pieces in the bombing, and the current mobile phone was given by Reid, a big and time-honored brand.Only game convulsions!It will be pumped like this!

Anya, who was startled and missed the meat that fell on the ground, clenched her fists, took another deep breath, and then slowly relaxed, before slamming the message.

"It seems that you are going to be blown to pieces. There is no way, who made you so stupid that you can't understand my method. I hope that your IQ will not lower the IQ index of the whole street in your next life. goodbye:)"

The hands clenched tightly, and the phone creaked unbearably.

Anya then showed a sweet smile - only the consulting detective Sherlock who has no semicolon! ! !