Apocalyptic Forecast

Someone is on the roof of the car.

I felt the abnormal echo on the roof from the faint vibration of the body, which was a faint vibration on the tiptoe. The technique is flawless, admirable, and even as light as a fallen leaf.

But here is the biggest failure.

Where are the fallen leaves creeping and sneaking like people? And it's still on the roof of the Shinkansen that is starting to accelerate, I am afraid it is not a train man.

This level, I am afraid that it is not even the experience class level of the orchard gym.

After Huai Shi glanced at it, she withdrew her gaze with a lack of interest.

Then, feeling the girl's body on the opposite side tense, she looked at her intentionally or unconsciously. Seeing Huai Shi in a pretentious manner.

Crappy prying.

Hard to understand.

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But to the girl opposite, all this didn't seem like that.

The moment Huai Shi rolled her eyes and looked up at it, and then withdrew her gaze, her heart shook, stiffening in place.

Ah, I seem to have rolled my eyes by the strange big sister...

what happened?

Is he rude? What did you do wrong?

Sitting in her seat, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart: Is it because she didn't take a bath?

No, I just washed it before going out!

Thinking of this, he quickly pulled up his collar and sniffed it twice, and inhaled deeply, only the smell of laundry detergent. The hair, as well as the hands and body, did not have strange stains and smells.

Was it bothering her because of the phone call?

Not right, she hung up the phone just after sitting down, and apologized. No one cares about such a small thing... right?

Could it be that--

An electric light suddenly crossed her mind, and she was shocked: Is it because her dress is too dirty?

Is this the legendary regional discrimination?

Subconsciously, Maki lowered her head and looked at her clothes.

The grid pattern coat purchased by Amazon online, the gloves that have been pilling for a long time, the long skirts that have been worn for many years from the commercial street in his hometown, the thick stockings bought in the convenience store, Tasteless sneakers...and the rustic and undesigned long hair that was simply brushed twice. Qiqi novel first published on the whole network

Look at the opposite side again-

The navy blue down jacket perfectly highlights the slender waist, without embellishment but perfectly envelops the slender legs of the jeans, the model-level beauty above all the ugly ducklings, the slender neck, and a pair of plain white canvas shoe.

A pair of huge sunglasses concealed most of the beautiful face, and under the knitted hat, the enviable long hair was winding down like a black stream.

The deliberately neutral dress does not reveal many female characteristics, but instead has a sense of coquettish unique to men's beauties, exuding fatal temptation.

This is already a terrifying level of male and female killing!

Besides, all of them are brands that Maki can't recognize. They must be expensive...

A native girl who has lived in the countryside since childhood, a 17-year-old genuine female high school student, and a young girl in the JK years-Maki, for the first time in her life... Experience the superiority and contempt of people from Kyoto!哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

Kyoto people are terrible.

She curled up on the chair, shivering.

Unbelievably, she was obviously rolled her eyes by the strange woman, but she didn't feel angry at all.

It felt like the swan swam past the ugly duckling arrogantly. There was not the slightest bit of resentment, but was attracted by the unusual beauty.

Want to get closer.

Observe carefully, I want to post with my big sister...

Maki couldn't help blushing just thinking of such an all-around beauty sitting across from him, and she mustered up the courage to raise her gaze from the phone screen again and look over.

Then, seeing her raising her hand, she took off the sunglasses on her face slightly, and a pair of black eye pupils looked over and met Maki's gaze.

It seems to be asking, what do you see me doing?

"Report, sorry."

Maki stiffened for a moment, shrinking her neck not to look any more.

But I couldn't help regretting it in my heart. It was right that I should have just talked to each other... Even if she introduced herself, would she tell her name?

Feel the heart beating like crazy in the chest.

Dokidoki.

She started to panic.

incredible.

I opened the web page with trembling fingers and started a search to verify my guess.

Soon, she was surprised to find out.

For the first time in the past 17 years, the object of the spring heart... turned out to be a woman?

Is there something wrong with your own psychology? Generally speaking, shouldn't girls like boys? Or is it that you have abnormal cells that you have never noticed?

Mom, save me...

In panic, she suddenly got up and stood upright, wanting to go to the bathroom to escape reality.

But the tight body hadn't adjusted to the acceleration of the train, he staggered and fell forward.

Too late to scream.

Then he threw himself into the arms of the stranger, feeling the softness of the feather.

Was held back.

When she finally raised her head, she saw a face close at hand, her eyes, and the faint fragrance...in her mind, there was nothing.

In the frantic heartbeat, I actually felt a burst of pain and regret.

Ah, she is such a perfect beauty, but her figure is very sad...

"Yes, sorry."

She got up hurriedly, felt the tip of her nose hot, and quickly covered her face, only to realize that she had a nosebleed: "I, I go to the bathroom."

It's like running away.

He rushed to the end of the aisle without looking back.

Huai Shi stayed in place for a while, wondering what happened.

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The heart is beating wildly.

Maki panted violently, raised his hand, and splashed cold water on his face, hoping to calm down.

But every time I closed my eyes, that flawless and beautiful face appeared in front of my eyes. It was so cold, but it made people's heart beat.

Calm down, calm down, Maki, you are the daughter of the martial family, you can't be like a nympho...

But even if you say so, how can you calm down!

She closed her eyes in despair.

After spending more than half an hour in the bathroom, she finally calmed down a bit, or in other words, she finally had the courage to go back.

Biting the bullet, opened the door.

Frozen in place.

I don't know when it started, the world became silent, and even the distant sound of the rails being beaten had disappeared.

The sound of air-conditioning operation, the broadcast of the broadcasting system, and even the sound of talking outside.

All disappeared.

She felt a little cold.

Spit out a white breath, and his fingers became cold.

Air conditioning is broken?

When she was walking in the aisle, she found that all the passengers around her had disappeared without a trace and never seen again.

"That... anyone?" She raised her voice and asked timidly.

No one responded.

There is only a cold and dead silence.

When she finally returned to her position, she realized that she was still in place.

That's right, I was still sitting in the chair, and the other myself... was there, and never left.

But the appearance has changed beyond recognition.

It seems that thousands of years have passed in an instant, and the vicissitudes of clothing have long been broken and withered, and only a pale and broken skeleton remained there.

Now, in her sight, she was already dead, and the dead Maki set up her skull, and rotten black blood flowed out silently in the hollow eye.

Like tears.

She was in the same place, unable to move.

I subconsciously wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound. In the severe cold and cold, he almost suffocated, limp to the ground.

After exhausting all her strength, she moved her body backwards, using her arms and legs together, trying to run and escape, getting faster and faster, and she had never run like this in the track club.

But the chill of the tarsus maggot still chased behind.

Even, appeared in front of my eyes.

When she pushed open the door of the isolation compartment, she saw the skeleton standing in front of her. With black tears, the skeleton stepped forward and looked down at him.

In her voice, asked hoarsely.

"Where are you going?"

Maki couldn't speak anymore, unable to move.

As if in eternal silence, there was a whimper of horror.

Just outside the window, I don’t know when, the world has changed. There is no grass on a barren land, and in the sky, a blood moon hangs high, illuminating the hideous outline~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that is covering the sky and the earth The huge shadow.

The ferocious spider danced in its own web, repeatedly looking down and looking down, cold and ferocious, tightening the rope inch by inch-destroying the soul in the web.

At that moment, Huai Shi sighed and raised his eyes.

Sure enough, there is no way to leave it alone.

He stood up suddenly, took off the sunglasses from his face, and walked straight toward the bathroom.

At the door of the bathroom, I saw a burly man walking towards him. That burly man covered in tattoos, as strong as a giant bear.

Hell's Kitchen Demon.

"Oh? Looks like you are going to do it?"

He didn't care about the smoke lamp that kept ringing the alarm above his head, smoking a thick cigar, looking at Huaishi with a smile. Just beside him, the conductor was discouraging him in a panic, trying to get him to put out the smoke.

He was pushed aside carelessly.

Suddenly, he took a step back to show courtesy.

"Then, I don't need to mix up..." the man said, "please, sir, let me see what Yingzhou Cooking Demon is capable of."

Far more keen than others, no, it should be said that as a kitchen demon, he has a keen perception that is hundreds of times more than an ordinary person.

Especially for the breath of the same kind.

When I met Huai Shi, I had an instinctive understanding of each other's identities.

Huai Shi didn't bother to correct the error in his words, raised his hand and pressed it on the bathroom door.

There was a soft creak.

The door opened.

The drummer's strength instantly urged it to ravage the internal structure of the door lock into even dust. The conductor who just got up next to him was also stunned: "Wait, what are you doing..."

"Hey, don't get in the way."

The burly tattooed Demon Chef put a hand on his shoulder and held him down, not allowing him to interfere.