Apocalyptic Forecast

Is it thoughtful or connected?

Zhenxi didn't know it, but it was just that Miss Huai Paper appeared in her dream, and she was inexplicably happy.

The lady in the dream paper is as usual.

The coldness and awe-inspiring make people feel unattainable.

But when I gathered up my courage to sit next to it, it seemed as if I could feel the temperature. After having the courage to shorten the distance, you can feel like sticking together.

Hold your hand.

Happy.

Regrettably, the lady who wore paper didn't seem to speak, and she didn't respond.

Is your imagination too poor?

At this time, you should mobilize your willpower, and then start to imagine that the overbearing Miss Huai Paper puts herself on the wall, and then raises her chin with one hand ...

Thinking about it, Zhenxi laughed dementedly, and spit left her mouth.

Unfortunately, this situation did not happen.

Sometimes dreams are like this?

Even if you know that this is a dream, many things are difficult to change, such as the passionate Miss Huai paper or something. Although it is a pity, but only this way, she also feels very satisfied.

"Ms. Huai Paper wants to drink tea? Ah, it seems strange to drink tea in my dream ... Unfortunately, there are no books or other things here. It is rare to come to my house, why not go inside and see it."

Zhenxi said this on her own, took courage, and took Miss Huai's hand.

Then, Miss Huaizhi stood up and stood aside, as if waiting for her guide. Instead, Jinxi suddenly blushed.

Bring Miss Huaizhi home ... how to say, so excited.

Regrettably, this place is no longer as warm as it once was.

"Sorry, I don't know if there are guests coming ... Even if it's such a mess, it's enough."

After pushing the wooden door open, I saw dust on the floor.

"Sure enough, it's been a long time since I lived here? After the grandmother's death, the place was deserted. In the past, it was carefully managed."

"I still remember that in the spring, the bottles in the entrance area are filled with flowers in the courtyard every day."

Really sigh.

Now, in the broken bottle of the entrance, only the withered flower branches are left, and there is no fragrance of the past.

There are still traces of sun on the floor covered by furniture in the living room, but unfortunately it is empty ... There is only a broken chair, standing alone in the moonlight.

"Sure enough, stop watching."

Zhenxi shook her head and turned to say, "Let's go somewhere else."

"Isn't this your home?"

For the first time, she heard the voice of Miss Huai Paper in her dream. The figure passed her and walked into the living room, looking around, full of curiosity.

"Tell me about it." She said suddenly, "The story that happened here."

"..."

Really stunned, nodded vigorously after a long silence.

"This chair is my grandma's favorite chair during her lifetime. She likes to sit here and look out the window. After seeing me, she beckoned to me."

"This gap is where my front teeth knocked off when I was young."

"... Most of the time, my mother will sit here and do some handicrafts. Sometimes, I will make some dolls for me. Dad will come back late every day, but sometimes he will hear when he is sleepy and sleepy. There is a sound of pushing the door in the entrance. Sometimes dad will ask if Zhenxi is asleep, sometimes his mother will let him whisper ... "

"The pictures of my grandmother when she was young, as well as my grandfather and mother when I was young, later changed for me and my grandmother ... I didn't hang up later.

It's like showing your treasure.

Zhenxi walked in her dream, wiping away the dust little by little, and telling the only visitors about the past.

In the end, in the empty bedroom, she blew away the dust from the canvas, and saw the graffiti of the past from the mottled colors.

"Did this actually stay here?"

She carried the picture frame, sighed softly, and then laughed softly: "If this is not a dream, just want to take it back."

"Is it a precious thing?" Miss Huai asked.

"That's right."

The girl sighed with emotion, recognizing the faded smear marks on it.

"This was painted by my father ... When I ’m not sensible, I often clamor to go to the big city that I ’m talking about on the TV. In fact, I do n’t even know what the big city looks like. Only the people there Dressed in a very beautiful skirt, there are many cute dolls and toys, and can not eat sugar.

But what my father and mother said was different from what I thought. Later, my father drew a picture for me one day. But the painting is so ugly that nothing can be seen at all. This is it. "

She showed the picture frame in her hand, and only the blurred color blocks remained on it, making it difficult to distinguish the appearance of the past.

"This is the sun, this is the tall building, this one should be a car? I forgot what this is, it seems that my father also forgot."

Maki shook her head and whispered softly: "Mom told me that this is the case with Edo. At dusk, white tall buildings are rendered in pink colors, and the glass emits golden light.

There are too many people on the street, and the cars are running in droves, as if they are losing their temper ... I always thought they were lying to me, but they only found out after leaving Daoquan Township Exactly as they said. "

"Did Miss Huaihui have been to other places? Other countries and borders?" She turned around and asked curiously: "A person as powerful as Miss Huaihui must have been there?"

Miss Huai Paper just looked at the frame in her hand and did not answer.

It seems to be admitting, but it seems not.

I do n’t know if I ’m listening.

As if hiding in the mist, it is difficult to reach, and it is always indistinguishable.

However, even if it is very cold, there is a feeling of peace of mind.

It's as if as long as this person is around, you will never be afraid. When you hold your hand, you will feel very warm, as if shining by the sun.

But this is just not enough.

Because she is lonely.

Zhenxi raised her eyes and stopped talking.

I have never done this before and want to know her more deeply. I want to stand beside her more intimately ... I want to be like Miss Paper!

At that moment, the girl finally found courage.

"Miss Paper, I ..."

Then, the dream woke up.

Broken in the cruelest place.

The girl opened her eyes from the bed and stared blankly at the pale ceiling.

I don't know when the palm of my hand has stretched out, as if to touch something, but I didn't touch anything.

"Eh?"

She froze in place.

.

.

And just under the stone pavillion.

I don't know when, the scale has exceeded dozens of times above the ground, and it is so large that it is like a giant square in the basement.

The branch of things in Tongji's hands paused for a moment, removed his sight from the projection of the book of destiny, raised his head, and saw a small spot of light floating in front of his eyes that he did not know when.

"Huh? Is this ... a believer?"

Seemingly unbelievable, she was silent for a long time and suddenly laughed softly.

Unexpectedly, in order to complete the avatar, after creating the reflection of the paper paper element, can the spirit of young master be germinated from the essence of the soul?

And this divinity even pointed straight to Dongjun's direction, faintly possessing the characteristics of Xihe? No matter how deep the background is, it is a bit too much to think about, right?

What is this? Surprise or fright?

It's really interesting.

"Huai Shi, we really are the most cooperating contractors in the world ..."

She narrowed her eyes happily, humming those vague and ancient tunes,

Behind her, the sun-like wedge of the sun was quietly suspended, glowing with shimmer.

.

.

As soon as Huaishi opened her eyes, she felt that something was wrong.

Of course, instead of seeing the pocket paper element playing crows as soon as you come in, it feels like something has changed.

What feels different.

Early in the morning, when I was brushing my teeth, I looked at the mirror and saw my own projection in the mirror—it had completely turned into a pocket paper.

This is completely close to completion.

The shadow of Huai Shi completely overlaps with the record of the paper element, and through the shadow of Young Master as a medium, she can be said to be the incarnation of the source of Huai Shi.

You can even replace him to complete some simple things and work.

If it was just a rapid progress, he would n’t be so surprised ... But who would tell him what the halo looming above his head projected in the mirror.

"Mother, it's a fairy!"

He stunned to put down his toothbrush, raised his head, and looked over his head. Under the sunlight outside the window, the subtle and hidden halo above the head glowed faintly.

What is this stuff ...

But when he reached for a slight touch, the faint aura quickly dissipated.

It never seemed to exist.

Just when he squeezed his chin, thought for a moment, calmly analyzed, and then called to yell at a black-hearted woman for a while, his phone rang.

Amber number.

"You did it?"

As soon as the phone was connected, an angry voice came from the other end.

"What?" Huai Shi was at a loss: "What have I done again? Wait a minute, did someone see what Huai Su Su did last night?"

He stunned and looked down at his shadow.

Suddenly I didn't know how to explain that my vest seemed to be refined, and there was a halo on the top of my head. The ghost knows exactly what happened.

He just slept after a hangover.

Thinking about the benefits, at least there are no more children beside the pillow that opens their eyes as in the movie.

That's really inexplicable.

"I can't see you dead."

"this one?"

Hearing the sound of Amber, Huai Shi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "Frightened me! I thought you would scorn my innocence out of thin air! In other words, what can I do if I can't see the net dead? "

"Really you didn't do it?" Amber is still full of doubts: "Huai Shi, we are a grasshopper on the line, this kind of reason does not need me to say more? What do you want to do without carrying me ..."

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"He all retired. I drank like that last night and walked reluctantly. Even if you let me take the chastity thousands of miles away, go and cut a middle-aged uncle. Am I sick? In other words, how did he die? Who Did it? "

"Who can it be?"

Amber sighed in his brain: "Of course it's the wrong killer.

At this juncture, a candidate who left the field is dead ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This thing is completely troubled, you should be more careful, maybe the people at Luming Hall will come to the door ... If they come to you, you can Don't say anything, don't do extra things, I will be there immediately. "

"... Are you sure?" Huaixi asked.

"Otherwise?" Amber exasperated: "If you believe me or not, how many people are anxious to plant this black pot on your head?"

"No, I have no doubt."

Huaixi looked up and looked at the door: "I mean, if you want to be a defense lawyer, you can prepare now."

At that moment, the door turned into dust in a loud noise.

A burly figure wearing Doujia rushed into the room, roaring angrily: "Just grab the hand, take the paper suicide, you killer!"

Huai Shi shook his head and couldn't help sighing.

"It's just that this doesn't seem to be a good talk ..."