Hunter Fan - Snake

A piece of cloud moved over, covering the light, and the galaxy all over the sky quietly disappeared without a trace, Jin Jin couldn't see the expression on Qianshui's face in the pitch black, he smiled brightly, squinted his eyes and looked straight at Qianshui in the darkness The face in the middle, like this, can peek into a certain arc.

There was a wind, not too big or too small, the clouds above the head moved, let go of the halo of the Milky Way, and then some light spots came down, shining on the rough hair in the shallow water, without luster and smoothness , I just feel that it is very dazzling, indescribably dazzling and gorgeous.

She raised her head, even when it was completely dark, she still looked up at the sky, as if she was waiting for something stupidly, her eyes were half closed in a daze, her slender eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, Trembling and casting shadows.

After a long time, so long that she forgot the progress of time, she opened her mouth and said, "Mr. Fulishi..."

"Jin." Suddenly interrupting Qianshui's words, Jin said a word, feeling annoyed, irritable for some reason, he took a deep breath to calm down, with a bright smile on his lips again, his tone relaxed, not as depressed as before , he said, "You can just call me Jin. It's weird to call you by your surname, and besides, I also call you Qianshui, isn't it? Reciprocity is good, we are friends, aren't we?"

He paused, scratched his head to himself, and his tone turned to mourn, "Or, Qianshui doesn't think we are friends?"

She turned her head and looked at Jin's clean and refreshing face. Although she was already an adult, she was still very suitable for this kind of childish action. She was stunned for a moment, and she rolled her eyes with a shallow smile. She said, "Mr. Fulishi..."

"Jin!" He became serious, with a serious expression on his face, and he interrupted and corrected forcefully. The mistakes in words made people feel alienated, which he didn't like.

Qianshui lowered her eyes, bit her lips and remained silent. She didn't pause for a long time. When she raised her head again, the corners of her mouth and eyes were curved. She said, "Then Mr. Jin." She paused, thought for a while, and then said, " Mr. Jin, what is this place?"

Jin's face was tense. If it were materialized, he should be able to see the black lines behind the black. The final result ended in failure. He reached out and touched his forehead, looking helpless, and then stood up suddenly as if he remembered something. Standing up, he stretched out his hand and smiled at Qianshui who needed to look up at him.

At that moment, Qianshui seemed to see the brilliance, the light coming down from the sky, with a sense of holiness that can only be displayed in the auditorium, like the halo on the body of the Father God, dimly making Jin seem to be shining.

She felt bewildered, her eyes were wide open but there was no spirit, she seemed to be looking at a distant place far away, looking at an unknown place through nine layers of clouds, so illusory, in a trance, she stretched out her hand and put it in the palm in front of her, the palm of her hand The texture is very complex, but it looks very simple.

She has heard that such palm prints are for important things, just like her father, her mother treats her father very well, always wears enchanting makeup, and only smiles when her father comes back.

Jin's body temperature is very high, Qian Shui knew it from the very beginning, but she found that the hand holding her was much higher than her body temperature, so hot that she wanted to shake it away, it was so hot, she felt that she was burning , a temperature hotter than any flame.

Instinctively, she pulled out her hand but was grasped even harder, so tight that she could keenly feel the texture of the palm, which was complex and simple, just like the sky full of stars.

She was dragged up, straightened up passively and started walking, Jin's speed was very fast, even if she slowed down her pace and didn't use a little thought power, but this speed still made Qianshui too strenuous.

Panting for breath, she ran behind Jin, using her strength to move her body, and move again.Through the opening of her eyes, she saw Feiyang's hair, including her own, and golden hair, which was black. Although the hair was relatively hard, it would still shake wildly when blown by the wind, which was very eye-catching.

Running in shallow water with no strength, facing the wind, he yelled at Jin who was not stopping in front of him, "Mr. Jin, where are we going? I have no strength." From time to time, he ate his own hair while talking. smell.

She pursed her lips, spat out the strands of hair in her mouth, pursed her lips and wanted to pull the crazy Jin to stop, but was hugged by Jin in the next second, and with a cry of surprise, she found that she was rising, constantly There is an illusion of flying.

Without the assurance of being able to fly, Qian Shui felt scared, closed his eyes and tugged at Jin's sleeves, refusing to let go, desperately wrinkling the originally neat sleeves, layer by layer like blooming flowers, very beautiful.

At about the same height, Jin glanced at the shallow water in his arms, closed his eyes desperately, and the way he didn't dare to look down gave him a sense of accomplishment. He lowered his voice and spoke close to her ear , "Shallow water, look. This is the game I created - Greedy Island."

Qianshui widened her eyes, staring at the island below her. She didn't know why Jin could stabilize his figure at such a high altitude. Maybe it was a kind of mental power, but this feeling reminded her of her own body. Then she will dance, and then fall rapidly, the feeling of falling out of strength gives her the illusion of being alive, now she is breathing, and her heart is beating.

She suddenly felt emotion, her pupils contracted violently, her mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg, she covered her mouth with her hand, and then felt inexplicable depression, just like the emotion Miss Natasha often felt.

She lowered her eyes, still covered her mouth with her hands, and lowered her head slightly to look down at her feet. Her bangs covered her eyes so long that people couldn't see her expression.

The Father is in heaven, the Father is in the heart, and the Father is everywhere.

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When we got back to the wooden house, there was no one there, Qianshui didn't know those people, but shouldn't Mr. Leiza's words be there?Why is it gone?

She thought, in her heart, she didn't prove anything to Jin, as if this was a taboo, just like the Garden of Eden, where the forbidden fruit could not be eaten or touched, but could only be watched.To be deceived is as sinful as to be deceived, so says the Father.

She took a change of clothes and gave Jin a set to take a shower first.She sat down by the bed, holding in her hand the pajamas that she would change later, it was floral print, very comfortable light blue.

Qianshui looked out of the window, curled up on the edge of the bed with his feet up, hugged his pajamas and nestled in the corner, behind the wooden wall, there was a strange coldness transmitted through the nerve endings, different from the stone wall, it was hard to say What is different and yet there is still a difference.

She half-closed her eyes, trying to find out the difference, but fell asleep in a drowsy state. She had a dream, and dreamed of her husband, who smiled at her gently, at the angle of a half-smile, mixed with Three points innocent and seven points cruel, he is the husband she likes.

She dreamed of the mirror again, the dancing mirror, spinning and flying in the crowd, the tulle skirt is ethereal, the fingers keep moving, the slender cross sword is accurate, even killing people is so graceful , Like performing on a huge stage, the splashed blood is the applause and flowers.

Finally, finally she dreamed of Raleigh, smiling Raleigh, cowardly Raleigh, crying Raleigh, sleeping Raleigh, and... dead, Raleigh.

It was her favorite Raleigh, almost love.

She was woken up by Jin. She would catch a cold when she fell asleep on the bedside. When Jin saw her, he called her and let her go in to take a bath.

The water temperature was just right, and the shallow water was filled with water. After trying the water temperature, I tightened the faucet that was running non-stop, stepped in and squatted in the bathtub with my knees hugged.

She thought about what she had dreamed just now, but found that she couldn't think of anything. This made her feel frustrated. She tore her and reached out to knock her head, then slid down to her ear and touched her earlobe.

She had difficulty breathing under the pressure of the water, she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry enough, she blinked, and the corners of her lips were drawn against the empty air, she was smiling, the kind of arc that could deceive anyone after practicing countless times.

Suddenly she closed her eyes, held her breath and buried herself in the bathtub, her eyes widened, her eyesight made her feel disgusted, she stared at the water above her head, waves rippling on the surface of the water Come, hit the wall of the pool and come back, and finally calm down.

The oxygen was exhausted, and she felt the presence of the Grim Reaper under the condition of extreme hypoxia, and the illusion of a blocked chest made her infinitely nostalgic.It's good to be alive, to be alive...

She smiled and closed her eyes again, her eyes were a little dark, her limbs were numb and she couldn't feel anything, the water temperature dropped, she thought, the corners of her eyes and lips were curved, and she sank with a gentle and soft smile.

She felt very cold when she was pulled up, it was an indescribable cold, her body was shaking, every hair was pouring out the abuse she had suffered, goosebumps came out, she was biting her teeth that were fighting up and down, her lips were pursed and pulled She was straight, and when the focus was on, she could see Jin's face clearly, and the angry expression made her feel scared.

Qianshui lowered his head, not knowing what expression to use to face him, like a child who did something wrong, but stubbornly refused to apologize.

Jin pulled her over, took the towel beside her, wrapped her whole body up and carried her on his shoulders, his movements were a little rough and hurt her.

She bit her lip, but refused to make a sound.When she was thrown on the bed, she couldn't bear the pain, so she yelled out a single syllable in a low voice, but what she got was Jin's even worse gaze.

Qianshui lowered her head, tugging at the bed sheet at a loss, her eyes looked at the bath towel wrapped around her body, the water stains on it were obvious, and the blurred shape was very beautiful, reminding her of a flower whose name she didn't know.

With a towel in his hand, Jin walked over to help her wipe her hair, with a lot of strength, as if venting her anger, although she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

She raised her head and looked at Jin with doubts. Jin's face was the kind of baby face that could not tell the age, maybe it shouldn't be called baby face, but it looked very young.

Then she heard Jin sigh, with a look of defeat on her face, and the strength in her hand was much lighter, at least she didn't feel any pain anymore.

Qian Shui withdrew her gaze and stared at the fingers that were pulling the sheet. The knuckles were a little white. Due to the excessive force, she pursed her lips and bit them. She said, "I'm sorry."

She didn't know why she apologized, maybe she knew it but didn't want to say it so clearly, her voice was so small that she needed to listen carefully to hear it, but fortunately, Jin's hearing was good.

Jin put away his hands, folded the towel and put it aside. He was very happy but insisted on keeping a cold face. He nodded, "Don't do this next time, it almost didn't scare me to death."

Qianshui's submissive jaw pulled the bath towel wrapped around her body. Seeing her action, Jin blushed suddenly, like a ripe tomato, and there seemed to be gas on the top of her head, evaporating upward.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she understood, a blush crept up her face, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.She tugged at the towel again, and said, "That...Mr. Jin doesn't need to worry about it, that...I don't have much to look at. Such a body is ugly."

Qian Shui was very flustered, and wanted to change the subject by talking nonsense, but found that she really didn't have the talent in this area. She raised her eyes and met Shang Jin's eyes, which were black, like... Mr.

Jin's expression was so strict, without a smile, let alone other emotions, he replied, "Not ugly, not at all. Really."

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