Hunter Fan - Snake

She looked straight into the eyes of the girl opposite, even if she wore overly thick lenses, she could still see those strange eyes clearly when she looked closely. One side was completely black, and the other side had overlapping pupils.

She has heard such a legend from other places, if he is born without pupils, then he is the reincarnation of a goblin, a symbol of auspicious omen, if he is born with overlapping pupils, he will be punished for a lifetime The curse will make people around you meet death one by one, just like the sickle held in the hands of the god of death.

But what if you have both?what would that beShe didn't know anymore, at least based on her experience, maybe someone would know, but it definitely wouldn't be her.

A gesture that has been neglected for a long time, if there is a person who can see herself, then she will not let the person who can see her be missed. She clearly knows the fact that she has died, but she has forgotten why she died. And why so far no one is the same as her.

If the Creator is fair, how could he forget her as an individual that exists alone?So to a certain extent, she does not believe in gods, but her existence negates this. If there are no gods, how can she exist?

The girl nodded. Although she was hesitant, she still admitted it. She felt very happy. It was a kind of excitement that seemed to be able to hear the beating of the heart. She had long since lost blood. So what is the sprouting in the chest?

She... is not very clear, but she can ignore these things, and now she is in a state of extreme excitement, like a drowning person seeing the only straw, knowing that it will not have any effect but still Want to have hope.

Thinking, maybe, maybe this is an opportunity, a chance for redemption.

She has reason, but even reason can't let it influence her thinking at this time, because she is very excited, isn't she?As long as she's happy, then that's fine, no matter what kind of bullshit rationality he is.

She clasped her hands together and fixed the seat on her chest. She couldn't scare the person who could see her, otherwise the only person who could prove her existence would disappear, "You can really see me! Then look at me , This is my new dress, does it look good? I didn’t think much of it at first, but I like it very much, and I also changed a pair of shoes, so that it matches this dress, it matches well, doesn’t it?”

She began to speak incoherently, but she didn't care about it, as long as someone could listen to her, she didn't ask much.

The girl was stunned for a while, her smile never disappeared, she patiently listened to what she said, and then nodded her head in agreement.

What a cooperative audience this is.She thought, to a certain extent, she liked this audience very much.But this liking didn't last long. When she figured out why the girl could see her, she suddenly began to hate God, even though she had never liked it.

'It turns out that you are not human, what the hell are you?Why can't I see your death? 'She began to feel sorry for herself. She thought she had met someone who could see her, but it turned out that it was not a 'human', but a creature that she didn't even know. Is it really fate?

She saw the girl bit her lower lip. The force made her, a ghost, feel pain. Didn't she feel the pain?Or does it mean that species separated from humans actually have no pain nerves?

"I didn't know there were residents here. I'm sorry, but can you please stop saying something disgusting?" It was the young man who made her feel scared.

The young man looked into her eyes. If it wasn't because he didn't say her gender, she thought she would think he could see her too, but these were all assumptions, just like she likes to assume some very tragic actions Same.

The young man's gaze was fixed on her seat, and there was a slight deviation in the height. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the subtle angle. From this point of view, she knew that this young man was not simple, although later she knew that it was not only not simple. degree.

She saw the young man turn his head to face the young girl, his eyes were probably in deep thought, and after a while, she said, "Don't worry about it."

She took a few steps forward, arrived in front of the girl, and then stared at the young man. She couldn't figure it out, and couldn't hear what they said. How could they comfort this little girl for no reason?

'Can you really not see me?I thought you could see me, what a disappointment. 'She felt depressed, not the kind of moment, but the emotion that surged from the depths of the soul, even ghosts have emotions, this is disgusting.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the person that Miss recognizes. I'm just a vampire who sucks blood for a living." The girl's voice rang in her ears, and she turned her head to see that gentle and precise smile , with a smile that narrowed his eyes.

She crossed the front of the young man, passed through a pair of garbage dumps through her body, and then found a place to sit down. She thought she should look away a little bit, and her requirements should be lowered, so what if she is a vampire?She just wanted an audience. It was a very simple matter, and it didn't matter if she wasn't human.

Ignoring the existence of the young man, ignoring the uncontrollable fear in her heart, if you can't suppress it, don't suppress it, and ignoring her can still be done, she began to say to the girl, 'what's your name?I don't know my own name, but I picked one up for myself, Natasha, you can call me that, I'm a traveler, I'm a troubadour, I've been to a lot of places, I've seen a lot of people die, but These are not negligible, we can talk about the good things I have seen, such as some folk customs, or some customs of other countries, those are very interesting, by the way, what is your name? '

The girl froze for a moment, maybe she didn't react, or couldn't keep up with her rhythm?Is it a generation gap problem?I heard that there is a four-year generation gap, so if you do the math, the girl looks much younger than her. I don't know how many generation gaps there are.

She looked up at the broken ceiling, and complained about God's irresponsibility. Could it be that the rare audience had symptoms of inconsistent thinking?

"My name is Qianshui, Shen Qianshui, my favorite name in the world. Ms. Natasha is a singer, a great job." The girl walked to her side and sat down next to the garbage dump, not afraid of getting dirty Her dress, pure white, should be hard to wash.

'Yeah, I think so, I can sing a lot of songs, the songs in each place are different, and the emotions contained in them are also different, I like to find out the extreme emotions from them, it's like It feels like drinking iced milk after taking a shower. ' She said, with a happy expression, curled up, with her side face on her knees, using her favorite posture.

"I like dancing. If I was in the past, I would be a professional dancer. Whether it is national standard, samba, or folk dance, it is a very good art. As long as you feel it with your heart, you can form unique dance steps, and your body will follow your thoughts to form movements. Stretching the lines is a very comfortable exercise." The girl said, bending over and hugging her knees, looking straight ahead, even if she couldn't see her eyes, she could still imagine that those eyes with different colors looked far away. It seems that the place does not exist, but it really exists there, as if it is out of reach, but it feels close in front of you.

She likes to be sad, she thinks she is suitable for being sad, but she finds that the girl's behavior is sad no matter how she looks at it, so she likes this first meeting, and she is the only girl who can see her, of course, This is not love.

It may be that their conversation attracted the young man. The young man put down the thick book in his hand. She glanced at it, and found that it was still in the original language. She was really knowledgeable. Show off, well, she admits that she can't be regarded as a person, at most a ghost.

The young man stood in front of the girl, rubbing his lips with his fingers, not knowing whether it was a habit or something, and looking at her closely, he found that the young man's eyes were black, the kind of black without any waves, just like the stagnant water she had seen before. color.

"Miss Natasha, are you going to follow the shallow water all the time?" When the young man spoke, his breath was a little heavy, and his voice was hoarse, not like a healthy person, but she also admitted that even when the young man was healthy, he was like a dead person, with a morbid temperament .

Just as she was about to answer, the girl stood up abruptly, with a flustered look on her face, biting her lower lip with such force that it seemed painful.

"Sir...you are sick." The girl's voice was very small, so small that she might not be able to hear it if she was not sitting in the nearest seat.

Only then did she realize that the young man's face had an unnatural redness, although it was very faint, it was indeed a sign of fever.

The girl suddenly grabbed the young man's sleeve, also very hard, making her fingertips turn white.

'It's just a fever, rest for a while and you'll be fine. She floated up, moved to the girl and whispered, she was not comforting, she swore she was definitely not comforting, she didn't know how to write the word comfort, so she just reminded her.

After hearing this, the girl pulled the young man's body vigorously, and shouted at the ten people inside as she walked towards the door, "Mr. Knight! Mr. has a fever. What should I do? You can't be here, it will get worse."

After listening to the girl's words, she found that the expressions of the ten people were different, which was very interesting.The big boy with malt yellow hair and baby face jumped out first, and from her point of view, his expression should be gloating.

"Alaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa beaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?)

The girl she met at the beginning looked at the Frankenstein next to her with a puzzled expression, "Is Kuroro also sick?"

The girl pulled the young man out, and she followed behind with some reluctance to turn around every step of the way. In fact, she could stay, but facing a group of people who couldn't see her, she thought it was better to follow the girl.

She patted the clothes on her body. Although she was a ghost, she was a quality ghost. She would not do things like spying on people's privacy, even though it was so interesting.

She landed on the ground, and the moment her feet touched the ground, she quickly followed the girl who was already walking ahead. The sense of power in her legs made her feel alive. She was used to floating, but she was more dependent on her. Such a down to earth touch.

Keeping up with the girl, she held up the too long skirt, "I said shallow water, if the fever is not serious, people will not die, so there is no need to worry so much. '

She was sure that the girl had heard it, but she didn't answer, she just bit her lower lip silently, like the tingling sensation when a knife pierced her body, it will be like that after a long time.

'Well, I think if you don't slow down, you will be exhausted, if not dead. ' she continued.

The effect was obvious. The girl suddenly slowed down, but she held the young man's hand harder and harder. She felt sorry for the young man who seemed to be enjoying himself. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a father taking his daughter out.In fact, she wanted to say, wouldn't it be faster to go to the doctor?

She heard a voice, a very small voice, it was spoken by a girl, she said, "Sir... nothing will happen." It was a short sentence formed in the tone she liked, with her favorite tone Inexplicably bleak and euphemistic.

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