Apocalyptic Forecast

Is it thoughtful or connected?

Maki didn't know either, but it was only when Miss Paper appeared in her dream that she was inexplicably happy.

The paper-carrying lady in the dream is also as usual.

It was cold and awe-inspiring, making people feel unattainable.

But when I gather my courage and sit next to me, I feel like I can feel the temperature. After you muster up the courage to shorten the distance, you can feel close together.

Took his hand.

Happy.

Regrettably, this paper-loving lady seemed to be unable to speak and did not seem to react.

Is your imagination too poor?

At this time, you should mobilize your willpower, and then start to imagine the domineering lady carrying herself against the wall, and then pick up her chin with one hand...

Thinking about it, Maki laughed dementedly, and her saliva remained from her mouth.

Unfortunately, this situation did not happen.

Sometimes dreams are like this, right?

Even if you know that this is a dream, many things are difficult to change, such as the passionate paper-loving lady. Although it was regrettable, she felt very satisfied just because of this. The fastest updated novels https://

"Does Ms. Huaizhi want to drink tea? Ah, it seems weird to drink tea in my dream... It's a pity that there are no books or other things here. It's rare to come to my house, so why don't you go inside?

Maki said this alone, plucking up the courage, and pulling the hand of Miss Huaizhi.

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

Bring Miss Huaizhi home...how do you say it, so excited.

Regrettably, this is not the warm place it used to be.

"Sorry, I don't know if there are guests coming... Even if my dreams are so messy, it's enough."

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

"Sure enough, it's been a long time since I lived? After my grandmother passed away, this place was deserted. In the past, this place was carefully taken care of."

"I still remember that in the spring, there were garden flowers in the bottle in the hallway every day."

Maki sighed.

Now, in the broken and dumped bottle in the hallway, only withered flower branches remained, no longer the fragrance of the past.

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

"Sure enough, don't look at it."

Maki shook her head, turned around and said, "Let's go somewhere else."

"Isn't this your home?"

For the first time, she heard the voice of the paper-carrying lady in the dream, and the figure went past her and walked into the living room, looking around, full of curiosity.

"Tell me about it," she said suddenly, "the story that happened here."

"..."

Maki froze in place, and after a long silence, nodded vigorously.

"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 waved to me."

"This gap is where my front teeth knocked out when I was a kid." Qiqi novels were published on the whole network.

"...Most of the time, my mother would sit here and do some handicrafts. Sometimes, she would also make some dolls for me. Dad would come back late every day, but sometimes when he fell asleep, he would hear There is a sound of pushing the door in the hallway. Sometimes my dad will ask if Maki is asleep, sometimes my mother will let him speak a little bit..."

"The photos of my grandmother when I was young, my grandfather, and my mother when I was young were originally hung here. Later I changed my grandmother and me... and then they didn't hang.

It's like showing one's own treasure.

Maki walked in her dream, wiping away the dust little by little, telling the only visitor about the past.

Until the end, in the empty bedroom, she blew away the floating dust on the canvas and saw the graffiti of the past in the mottled and peeling colors.

"Does this stay here?"

She held the picture frame, sighed softly, and then laughed softly: "If this is not a dream, it would be fine, I really want to take it back."

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

"That's it."

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

"My father drew this for me... When I'm not sensible, I often clamor to go to the big city that I talked about on the TV. In fact, I don't even know what the big city looks like. I only know the people there Wearing a beautiful dress, there are a lot of cute dolls and toys, and there are endless candy.

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 paintings are so ugly that you can't see anything at all, this is it. "

She showed the picture frame in her hand, with only fuzzy blocks of color left on it, which made it difficult to distinguish the past.

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

Maki shook her head and whispered softly: "Mom told me that Edo is like this. At dusk, the white tall buildings are rendered pink, and the glass glows golden.

There are too many people on the street. The cars are running wildly in droves, as if losing their temper... I always thought they were lying to me, but after I left Daoquan Township for the first time, I found out that Exactly what they said. "

"Did Miss Huaizhi go to other places? Other countries and borders?" She turned around and asked curiously: "Ms. Huaizhi must have been to such a powerful person?"

Miss Huaizhi just looked at the picture frame in her hand and did not answer.

It seems to be admitting it, but it doesn't seem to be.

I don't know if I'm listening.

It's like hiding in the fog, it's hard to reach, and it's always indistinguishable.

However, even if it is cold, there is a reassuring feeling.

As long as this person is around, he will never be afraid. It feels warm when you hold your hand, as if being shining on by the sun.

But it just doesn't feel enough.

Because she is alone.

Maki raised her eyes and stopped talking.

I have never done this before, and I 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 gathered courage.

"Miss Huaizhi, I..."

Then, the dream woke up.

Broken in the cruelest place.

The girl opened her eyes from the bed and looked at the pale ceiling in amazement.

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

"Eh?"

She froze in place.

.

.

And just below the pagoda pavilion.

I don't know when, the scale has been dozens of times larger than the ground, and it is as large as a basement like a giant square.

The branch of things in Tong Ji's hand paused for a moment, and she looked away from the projection of the book of destiny, raised her head, and saw a small light spot floating in front of her without knowing when.

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

It seemed unbelievable that she was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly.

Unexpectedly, in order to complete the stand-in, after shaping the reflection of the paper-loving element, the divinity of Shao Siming could germinate 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, this is too unbelievable, right?

What is this? Surprise or fright?

It's really interesting.

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

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

Behind her, the wedge of God like the scorching sun was floating quietly, glowing with a dim light.

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.

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

Of course, it wasn't as soon as I came in that I saw Huaizhi Mozi beating crows or something, but it felt like something changed.

How does it feel different.

Early in the morning when I was brushing my teeth in a daze, I looked in the mirror and saw my own projection in the mirror-it had completely turned into a paper-loving element.

This is completely close to completion.

The shadow of Huai Poetry completely overlaps with Huaizhi Suzi's record. Through the afterimage of Shao Siming as a medium, she can be said to be the incarnation of Huai Poetry.

It can even complete some simple things and tasks for him.

If it were just the rapid progress, he wouldn't be so surprised... but who would tell him what the halo that faintly appeared on top of his head projected in the mirror was.

"God, I'm a fairy!"

He put down his toothbrush in amazement, raised his head, and looked over his head. Under the sunlight outside the window, the subtle and hidden halo above the head glowed with a faint light.

What is this thing...

But when he reached out his hand and touched it slightly, the faint halo quickly dissipated.

As if it never existed.

Just when he squeezed his chin, pondered for a while, analyzed calmly, and then called to annoy a certain black-hearted woman for what he had done, his phone rang first.

Amber number.

"Did you?"

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

"Huh?" Huai Shi was blank: "What did I do again? Wait, could it be that someone saw Huaizhi Suzi doing something last night?"

He lowered his head in amazement and looked at his shadow.

Suddenly I didn't know how to explain that my waistcoat seemed to be refined, and there was an additional halo on the top of my head. The ghost knows what utterly conscience has happened.

He just slept after a hangover.

For the benefit, at least there is no open eyes like in the movie. There are multiple babies next to the pillow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that is really indefensible.

"Satisfaction is dead."

"That's it?"

Hearing Amber’s voice, Huai Shi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: “I’m scared to death! I thought you were going to slander my innocence out of thin air! In other words, Satomi is dead, so why do you care about me? "

"It's really not you?" Amber is still skeptical: "Huai Shi, we are grasshoppers on the same line. I don't need to say more about this kind of truth? You don't have to carry me behind your back if you want to do it..."

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"He has left the field. I drank like that last night. I barely walked. If you let me take someone out of virginity thousands of miles away, let me cut a middle-aged uncle. Am I sick? By the way, how did he die? Who? Did it?"

"Who else can it be?"

Amber sighed with a nerve-wracking sigh: "Of course it was the wrong murderer.

At this juncture, a candidate who left the field died. This matter is completely upset. Be careful, maybe the people at Lumingguan will come to your door... If they come to you, don't say anything. , Don’t do unnecessary things, I will be there immediately. "

"...Are you sure?" Huai Shi asked.

"Otherwise?" Amber was angry: "If you believe it or not, how many people are eager to plant this black pot on your head?"

"No, I don't doubt it."

Huai Shi looked up and looked in the direction of the door: "I mean, if you want to be a defense lawyer, you can prepare now."

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

The burly figure wearing a hat rushed into the room and roared angrily: "Catch it with your hands, you are a murderer!"

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

"It's just that it doesn't look like it's coming to speak well..."