Cynthia’s Cat

Cynthia left indifferently. Miles, who was lying on the ground, looked hollow. It was really uncomfortable to feel a little bit of life. He didn't care about life and often felt lonely. He felt that death was liberation, after the little guy appeared. , He changed his mind, he was alive and well, and he could meet the people he wanted to meet.

Miles fumbled into the pocket of his clothes. He took out a small bottle of medicine from it, broke the mouth of the bottle with difficulty, and drank the medicine. The medicine instantly melted into the blood, and Miles’ wound was slowly recovering. The severe pain made him faint.

After leaving the corridor, Cynthia kept thinking about who was the one who just saved her? She noticed that someone was following her all the time behind her, keeping a short distance from her, didn't she come to catch her? Could it be the person who just shot.

Cynthia stepped sideways into the next room. If it was the person who was protecting her, she would have acted if she found out that she was missing. She didn't believe that this person would not appear. Cynthia leaned against the door, and the glass on the door could clearly see what was happening outside.

The faint light stretches the figure, step on it! tread! The sound of footsteps was particularly obvious in the silent corridor. The man seemed to find himself ashamed, and the sound of footsteps became a little panicked.

The figure was getting closer and closer, she could see a confused figure, the person who came was slender, Cynthia's body began to tremble, and her eyes became moist because of the fog. She hoped that this person was him, and was afraid that her expectations would be lost.

Cynthia said silently, "Leon, is that you?"

The figure gradually walked out of the darkness, the delicate jaw line, the cold face, and the clean eyes that had always appeared in the nightmare, it was really him.

Tears from the corners of her eyes fell silently, and Cynthia looked out at the young man who frowned and looked for her. Leon is really you. Where have you been during these hours? The past few months have allowed her to accept the fact that Leon is dead.

"Great, Leon, you are still alive." Cynthia cried silently. She rarely cried. When she heard Leon's death disappeared, she didn't cry. She just felt empty in her heart and couldn't fill it with anything. Up.

The teenager outside seemed to have found Cynthia hiding in the room. He mustered up his courage, with deep thoughts in his tone, "Miss Cynthia, I'm back."

It was quiet, very quiet. There was no movement in the room. Leon knew that Cynthia had been wounded by a gunshot, so he was very worried. He didn’t know how to explain his disappearance. He was afraid that Cynthia would hate him for it. He was afraid to read his indifference to him from Cynthia’s eyes, so that he would go crazy. He missed him crazily for more than a month. Miss Sia, he would dream of Cynthia every night.

To save the world, she does not have that leisurely mind, and she has no ability to prevent the destruction of the world. If the order of the small world is really messed up, the main **** will not care about it. Isn't it a matter of a word for him to destroy or rebuild?

"Arthur, you said before that only I can save the small world from being destroyed, but I can't even save the people around me. Can I really save the small world?"

Lord Lord God originally told him that only Lord Cynthia could save the world, but Lord Lord Lord God did not tell him specifically how Lord Cynthia saved the world. Arthur himself is not sure, and Master Cynthia is an ordinary person with no power in the small world. How can the adults stop the doomsday process?

Arthur said in distress, "Master Cynthia, the Lord God told Arthur that the Lord can prevent the destruction of the world."