Hunter Fan - Snake

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Originally, she was dancing, and when she raised her head slightly, she could see the azure blue sky, and the clouds floating above had colorful colors. What she was thinking in a daze would be the beautifully baked cake, exuding a tempting fragrance, making her People have an urge to take a bite.

The body is spinning, constantly spinning, driving the skirt of the dress stained with light pink to dance, wearing bright red dancing shoes on the feet, and turning on tiptoe with light steps.

The dreamy scenery quickly passed by the overlapping pupils, and then she raised the corners of her lips, slightly closed her eyelids and looked at the boy who was a little higher than her, and the neckline of the black and white tuxedo around her waist was pure white and very clean The colors are like those eyes that are too clear to reflect any shape.

Originally, she was dancing, spinning her body while feeling the whirring wind in her ears, just like God's blessing, the messenger waving her wings descended from the sky and let down her wings.

There is a dreamlike halo in the squinted eyes, which is faint but extremely real, like a dream, and also like a warning.She would open her mouth and tell the holy words that her brother had recited all the year round.

Originally she was singing, softly, singing with an absolutely joyful tone, familiar tunes, words engraved in the bone marrow.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the boy's unusually handsome face. The overly long bangs swayed slightly in the flow of air, half-covering the eyes so that people could focus their attention to see clearly the pair of sky-colored eyes.

The young man smiled, with a faint arc rippling around the corners of his mouth, carrying the gentle temperature of a gentleman.

She stared at the young man's eyes, and her eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if she was looking at an unknown distance through those sky-like eyes, illusory and unrealistic.

The young man took her hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and murmured softly, "It's okay, let's dance, dance together, in three months and six days, happiness will come, and this eternal fairy tale will come to an end . '

Averting her eyes and looking at the intertwined hands, she thought of the cold body temperature and the beating of her heart. The nostalgic feeling surged like a tide, making it hard to see clearly.

Closing her eyes, she raised her head and looked at the sky, towards the god above the clouds.

At that moment, she didn't think about anything, she didn't see anything, the silence in her ears was like a barren hell, the sky was full of darkness, the scorched soil, and the rotten smell accused the ruler of injustice.

Gradually, an image appeared in my mind, blue eyes, drooping eyes that look cold and indifferent, thick eyebrows, with a thinner part at the tip of the eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and a beautiful lip shape.

She thought, who is that?

Gradually, the face was portrayed in my mind, the black eyes like stagnant water, the forehead that was always wrapped with bandages, the jet black hair, the corners of the lips raised into a curve that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, the lips were a little thin, as if declaring My fickleness.

She thought, who is that?

Then there was a severe pain in the heart, like the tearing feeling of cutting open the chest and pulling out the heart abruptly. The pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't scream because of the pain.

She opened her eyes, and saw the boy's clean azure blue without any impurities.Suddenly there is an urge to cry, the eye sockets suddenly become moist, and the time is blurred for a moment.

Biting her lower lip, she carved a crescent-like mark on the already pale lower lip, with a hint of rust-like blood. She moved her lips, and her voice slowly formed. That was her favorite name.

'Raleigh...'

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Flames gushed out from the marble surface that showed the age, bright red like blood that had just burst out of the body, spreading and burning, exhausting the oxygen in the surrounding air and expanding violently.

Floors fall, buildings crumble, nothing will exist, everything will be wiped out.

The young man stood in place without moving, with one hand gracefully in his pocket, without any tendency to pull it out. The other free hand just slowly stroked his lips, and looked at the panicked man with an innocent, bloody arc. teenager.

The man helped the big boy back a few steps and stood behind the young man. His long azure blue hair was blown loudly by the strong wind, and it hit his cheek sorely.

There are voices in the air, immature and mellowly desolate.

The young man opened his eyes wide, and looked at the fountain that was constantly gushing out of the fountain with those eyes that looked like a man's hair, "gurgling" like a falling head.

Maggots creep in, maggots creep out.

There was a woman's corpse on the ground, her body was stiff and slumped on the ground. There was complete fear on her delicate face, the pupils of her eyes shrank extremely small, and her thick hair covered most of her face.

The young man backed away step by step, and the woman's lifeless body in his sight was like a devil he had seen before. With the sound of the fountain's 'gurgling', it seemed that he was about to stand up in the next moment, twisting the broken limbs to ask him for it!

"I knew it from the beginning, so why choose?"

Accompanied by the ups and downs of the voice, the shadow behind the boy rose and fell, and the figure of a girl appeared, with a pure white dress, long hair, and strange eyes with inexplicable halos.

The one on the left is completely black, while the one on the right has overlapping pupils.

There was a 'crack', the crisp sound of the black patent leather shoes hitting the ground, which became clearer in addition to the 'crackling' sound of burning objects.

The boy didn't turn around, as if he had predicted the final outcome, but instead looked calm.

He closed his eyes and replied without moving, "Even if everything is burned, you still can't leave. You have no other choice but death."

It was a kind of tragic emotion, it would be better for the jade to be broken than to be completely broken!

The young man seemed to have gone crazy, he was about to go crazy, he laughed loudly and arrogantly.With all his strength, he laughed desperately in the flames like hell.

He turned around, facing the girl's pure and pretty face, seeing the girl's gentle smile even in the face of death, even though she was sad, even if she was about to cry, she still looked beautiful.

"Kill me, as long as you kill me, you will have freedom."

Softly, he said, pulling the corners of his mouth into the marks she'd seen so often.

The flames spread, and the tiny sparks scattered in the air, which suddenly made people have the urge to scream, that extreme suffocation, that kind of desperate emotion slowly grew in their hearts.

The girl glanced slightly at the round-toed leather shoes that were somewhat peeled. Stones would roll down from her feet from time to time, but they couldn't bring a trace of dust.

She knew that if she wanted to go out, she would kill people, kill people!End of Life……

She likes Raleigh, just like him, a little more than Mr., and less than Ding Jing, but that...is not love.

The girl turned her head and looked at the young man with dark eyes not far behind, as if asking for help, as if begging.

The young man withdrew his hand, and inserted the hand that was rubbing his lips into the pocket of his trousers. The expression on his face made her unable to figure it out forever, "I can't kill him, everything here has his thoughts attached to it. Use the same method to kill him." It won't work, so shallow water, kill him."

She closed her eyes, ignored everything around her, let her ears listen to the whistling wind, and let her body relax naturally.

Is it survival?Or perish?

Inexplicably, she thought of Shakespeare's question.She liked Raleigh, adored it, bordering on love.

She remembered Raleigh's smile, and remembered that Raleigh didn't like vegetarian food. Although she didn't have a strong request, she would always add some meat to the dishes and put a little vegetarian as a seasoning, so that Raleigh would not find out.

She remembered that Raleigh would always be with her, waiting for her to finish mass, and then go back with her, 'home' together.

She remembered that Raleigh didn't really like tiramisu, but always ate her tiramisu.

She remembered many, many, many things about Raleigh, even if they were just passing details.

The girl opened her mouth, speaking with an absolutely trembling voice, like a whisper, like a complaint, "I... hate sir."

The boy's body caught fire in vain, from a little spark at the beginning to a raging and monstrous fire.

The husband's words are always right, the husband is always so rational, and the husband will always, always choose the cruelest way to tell her the truth that she doesn't want to know.

The boy was engulfed by the fire, only to hear the sound of 'bang dang', something fell to the ground.

She concentrated the focus, and moved suddenly the moment she saw it clearly.She wants to run wildly forward, she wants to impact hard, and she wants to hold something with all her strength.

Her body shape was restricted, she watched the light at that moment, and twisted her body to escape the restraint.Eyes wide open, as if it was hope, the ultimate blessing.

"Let go. Sir... Please let go... That's... Raleigh, it's Raleigh. It's Raleigh!"

She yelled, screaming with all her might.

At first she thought it was just a similar person.Just the same shape.

Originally, she thought that Raleigh was dead, and forever!

Originally, she originally thought that if this was the final choice, then it would be best for her to hold the death scythe.

No sir, sir is too cruel.She wanted to give him happiness, even if it was just a moment of annihilation.She wanted to pray for him like a mass for the whole town, with all she had.

Then she saw the familiar halo, in the center of the fiercely burning flame, the halo on the chest of the young man whose whole body was engulfed by the flames, it was silver, and one could imagine the icy cold feeling just looking at it.

The young man didn't let her go, let her cry and beating, he didn't let her go one bit.

She watched the young man fall convulsively in the center of the flames, his scorched head kissing the ground with an ugly smell, he was about to lose his life, his mind was about to lose consciousness, and he still kept his eyes fixed on those clean eyes that looked like the sky.

At the last moment, the flame disappeared and dissipated soundlessly in the air.

Lying on the ground was the figure of a young man, in black and white tuxedo, he could no longer see the original prosperity, his handsome face was covered with dust, and his skin was swollen and blistered.

She cried, and the tears rolled down the moment the boy fell.

The restraints of the young man disappeared without a trace, she shook off his hand and ran towards the young man, sprinting at the fastest speed.

She blurred her eyes and looked at the boy's dilapidated face. Gradually, she smiled, drawing the corners of her lips into the softest angle, "I like Raleigh, I like it very much... Almost, it almost becomes love."

The young man's face twisted, and there was a smile that could not be called a smile. There was a gentleness she had seen in the too clean blue eyes.

The young man lowered his head, moved his legs towards the boy when he raised it, and finally stopped a little behind the girl. He looked down at the boy's suspiciously smiling face.

"Cecau?i? Pute?iurm?ri? Tu...undee?ti? (What are you looking for? What are you after? Where are you...?)"

The young man asked, with a godlike expression, and no emotion could be seen in the dark eyes, like a dead pool.

"Cautcazare, eusuntnexercitareaputerii, eusunt... esteaici... (I am seeking shelter, I am seeking power, I am...here...)"

The boy replied, with a weak and inaudible voice, and slowly, he closed his eyes, as if in a peaceful sleep.

The girl leaned over and tilted her upper body.

She kissed his lips, mixed with the smell of burning and rancid, with a holy expression, as if kissing the supreme God, the god who always sits on the clouds.

The moment the sun rose, she got up and looked down at the ground.Then she began to dance, dancing in front of the boy's charred body.

Every step is like the pain of standing on the tip of a knife, and every rotation brings countless dust particles around.

The sun was shining on her, shining on the pure white dress.

When it stopped, the young man walked up, but the moment he reached out to touch it, he was ruthlessly rejected, only to hear the girl say, "I...hate sir."

The young man was smiling, with an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The bangs on his forehead swayed slightly, revealing a deep black cross, which was... the imprint of God Against God.

The young man handed out the object in his hand, and when he opened his palm, he saw small and exquisite earrings, inlaid with dark blue gemstones, with a deep or light luster, like... the sea.

"Going back." After a long time, the young man spoke softly, like a whisper.

She bit her lip, and helplessly stirred the pure white skirt, forming slight folds, like blooming flowers, very beautiful.She nodded and waited for the young man to turn and walk in the direction of the older boy.

"He said, watch out for the hunter, sir... the hunter is, what?"

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