Each Time I Use The Primordial Spirit, I Will Resurrect One

The angel's gift

, Wendy's stall slept on a table full of wine glasses.

When he saw Wendy's appearance, he couldn't help but smile warmly, he really trusted me.

But most of this trust stems from the fact that my sexual orientation is normal.

Alas, speaking of which, I don't actually have any evil thoughts about Wendy, just enjoying the fun with him.

How did it come to this? I obviously wanted to get rid of him, but I thought that this guy suddenly confessed to me in a good manner, and let him confess successfully.

This is good, I can't shake it off for a lifetime.

Well? Isn't it because there is no evil thought, and there is not enough desire to answer Wendy's poster in the nightmare?

Belch...... It seems to be true.

For example, Mr. Zhongli is a man, so it is impossible to have evil thoughts, let alone desire.

Another example is Miss Ray, I seem to just want to be close and intimate with this beautiful woman.

Other than that, it seems that there is nothing else to think about.

So, how can this produce evil thoughts and desires?

And one last wish, although it always provokes me, I never seem to have expected it.

That's right, I haven't seen the face, how can I expect it? Not to mention any evil thoughts and desires.

...... In my heart, Wan'er has always been earnestly listening to the empty heart.

So ah, I died in the nightmare of the 16th floor of the abyss, I died unjustly at all, I didn't have any nostalgia for this world, I didn't die who died....

Sora shook the blood-red wine in his glass and said with a wry smile: "What should I do if I go on like this."

"Do you really want to stop at the 16th floor of the abyss?"

"Do you really want to forget everything here and go back to the past?"

"After a year of insanity, I should also meet someone like Dr. Yang in a mental hospital."

"Oh, the nightmare is coming true, what a sad life..." He

looked up and drank the bitter wine in his cup.

But the wine was snatched away by a white hand.

He looked suspiciously at the woman who snatched his drink.

Jean, why is she here?

Feeling the empty doubtful eyes, Jean put down the wine glass and licked the remaining wine stains at the corners of her mouth.

Pull firmly on the hand that is parked in the air.

Pulled into his own arms.

Stroking the empty head, he whispered softly:

"You must be wondering right now, how could I be here, right?"

"It's not hard to guess."

"After you left, I gave an order to the Zephyr Knights, and anyone who knows your movements must report it to me immediately."

"So, here I am."

"I originally wanted to ask you if you were okay, and then again, are you happy during the trip?"

"When I thought about it, I saw you with a depressed look."

"I heard everything you said."

"Although I don't know what it means, I think you have encountered some difficulties that cannot be overcome for the time being."

"Don't be depressed, don't worry, everything will be fine, I believe that you who are gentle and strong will definitely overcome difficulties."

The empty face was pressed against Qin's chest, feeling the soft and tender touch, and said decadently: "Overcoming difficulties?

"I still have no idea about you, you told me how to overcome difficulties..." Sora

words poked into the girl's heart like a sharp arrow, and she was hurt: it turned out that Sora looked at me like this, this is very good, very empty.

But why is my heart so uncomfortable?

It's disillusionment.

I also thought that Sora had some ideas about himself

, so that he could achieve it, yearning for the two loves described in the story, and the delicate and fragile feelings like spider silk.

It turned out to be just self-righteous unrequited love.

But so what, Jean, who is always working hard, will not give up.

Jean sniffed strongly and hugged the air hard: "It's okay, I'll work hard, I'll try to get you to have ideas about me."

"So you have to work hard to overcome it."

"As long as we work together, everything will be fine..."