Doomsday Wonderland

The wind blew in from the broken glass window and rolled up the curtain of pink-blue curtains.

I really like pink blue.

On my 9th birthday, my father suddenly went home. From the relatives' arguments, I knew that he was divorced from my mother when I was very young, so that was the first time I saw him. The father, who looks strange, brought me a smooth dress from the south, which is a pink blue rarely seen in the small place in my hometown. I used to wear only the old clothes of the cousin, only to look at it, I was completely fascinated by its dreamy color.

In the following week, I wore it to school every day until I had to replace it.

The sky was particularly blue during that time, and it was very commensurate with my skirt. The dinner at that time was also very rich, and the mother who was with her father was very beautiful when she smiled.

But soon, my father disappeared again. Mother also cut the skirt and lost it. She pulled my hair and told me not to cry, saying that Dad was buying gifts for me to lie to her money. In this way, I wore the old sportswear of the cousin.

But those things have nothing to do with me, I still love the pink blue.

So, when I walked into the room and saw pink and blue curtains everywhere, the mood immediately became very good - he looked at me, pulled up my hand, smiled so beautifully: "I know you. I like this, so I specially picked this room."

No matter what he looks like, he is so gentle. Things that I didn’t even think about before have really happened now - only two of us, together day and night, are like dreams.

Sometimes if you are not lucky, no one will pass by for a few days. Whenever he had to insert the mouthpart into my arm, he would say to me with distress and tenderness: "Xiaoyuan, you are a good woman. I will cherish you..."

He never **** too much from me, and when I start dizzy, he will stop immediately. Every time I pull out the meat from the meat, the blood will splash out, making my pink blue curtains full of blood everywhere - I washed him secretly with mineral water, but I was discovered. I have never seen him send such a big fire - after the big thunder, he hugged me and said: "With only those water, you can stay with me..."

His body trembled and his mouth was slamming.

I have never washed the curtains since then.

Said that I am childish, but I still secretly carved a small umbrella in the corner, under the umbrella, "Chen Xiaoyuan and Yan Jun."

When I was kneeling on the window sill and waiting to slam the pedestrians crossing the road, I could touch the words with my hand.

When someone is knocked down, he will happily praise me, then go downstairs and drag the body back. Later, A Jun said that the body fluids of the corpses are not fresh, and I will try to hit the target's legs in the future... Although I think they are very pitiful, but this is no way.

There is a wall clock in the room, the shell has melted in half, but the hour hand is still walking strong.

It's unbelievable. In such a short time, so many pictures have flowed through my mind. I moved the numb legs, squatted on the window sill, and put a bullet into the air - Ajun seems to have been out for more than an hour. In the past, he never left for so long. Is it really like the man who said that Ah Jun was hurt by him?

At this critical juncture, the two men still did not speak. If Ajun really broke his arm, he should be rushed back here in time...? What should I do?

"Brother! The fallen seed is planted in me, I cut off its mouthparts, you come, it is still moving!"

Suddenly, the voice of the young girl just rang again - for a moment, the thoughts that filled my mind didn't even know the relaxation of Ah Jun, nor the fear of A Jun who lost his mouth, but anger.

What is she, dare to use this kind of talking about the worm-like tone, talking about gentle and kind Ajun? !

However, such anger only lasted for a short while, the next second, the actual problem floated on my mind. I must hurry to save him - without a mouthpart, then I can hang up the girl's body, so that her body fluid will flow into Ajun's mouth... Although not too fresh, I think Jun will not mind.

I immediately stood up and lifted the trap in the corridor and ran towards the "red heart cake room."

I have not evolved any basic skills other than sight. Early in the early days of evolution, I realized that Ah Jun was wrong. At that time, I quietly said to myself, as long as I can help him, even if I sacrifice some basic skills - I think, God must have heard my prayers, so I have fulfilled us.

So, now God will continue to fulfill ours? Ah Jun, who fell behind the cake stand, will definitely stand up quickly and mentally. He smiled at me and said, Xiaoyuan, you are a good woman... right?

I forgot how many voices I screamed, but I soon felt a pain in my neck and the world in front of me was dark.

...when I woke up again, I found myself **** firmly, with a cloth in my mouth and my eyes blinded. I couldn't see anything, and I couldn't open my mouth. I only had a pair of ears, and I could clearly capture the sound from the outside world. At this time, I spoke loudly, the girl who just shouted my brother downstairs.

She seems to be unable to control her emotions, and her tone is very excited: "I can't say it! If you are in the process of fighting, or you have to kill yourself to protect yourself or your companions, I can't understand it. But you see her now." Basically, I have lost my ability to act. If I want to kill someone who is unarmed and has no self-protection ability, how can I get it?"

"Then you are going to stay in this copy for a lifetime?" The brother's voice just rang loudly.

They didn't seem to notice that I had woke up from a coma.

The girl just was dumb, and even the invisible person could feel the stagnation in the air. After a while, she whispered: "I don't believe that there is only one way! Have you said it yourself? You said that the copy is not the only type of 'two military battles', then there must be something else to end the copy. Way. Avoid big brother? I want to ask his opinion."

Although I don't know what the copy is, I always feel that they don't sound like brothers and sisters...

The brother whispered something, the voice was vague, the girl did not hear it, and immediately asked "What?"

He responded with a "nothing".

However, I am closer to him, but I can clearly understand that sentence. What he said was "good annoyance, feeling really sharp."

To be honest, I was not a smart child since I was a child, and I have been completely confused by them. Kill me, don't kill me, I don't care, because I only worry about one thing: How is Ah Jun?

Where is he?

"Brother" seems to be very annoyed to go back and forth a few steps, I did not dare to move to maintain the original position, for fear that they found that I woke up. He suddenly sighed and said, "Well, what you said makes sense. I really can't disrespect your feelings. Then we will put her here, wait for Ah Ji to come back and talk?"

The girl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and even a little gratitude in her voice: "Thank you, just do it!"

"Then let's go, Mather, they must wait for anxious..." "Brother" seems to have finally given up. The girl "hmm", the footsteps of the two gradually went further and further away from me. The door was opened and closed again, and the room was quiet.

Huh - I am saving this life?

"Wait, small wine, I went back to check the woman." Suddenly the voice of "brother" sounded again from the door, I was shocked and quickly held my breath.

"Okay, then hurry up..." the girl stood outside the door and said.

The man entered the door, and a few strange, cutting-like sounds swiftly crossed the air, and the footsteps quickly came to me. Suddenly the cloth in front of me was pulled away by someone - fortunately, I had prepared, and my eyes were still closed.

A big hand hugged my chin tightly and slammed my face to the side, causing me to hurt. Then the man’s voice rang low: “I know you are awake... Open your eyes and have a good look.”

I shuddered and opened my eyes.

A Jun was cut into several pieces of broken bodies, mixed with his body fluids and blood, scattered around my eyes. His head was cut down and placed on the ground in front of me. My favorite, long, slender eyes like Korean stars looked at me empty. The mouthparts are still there, the arms are still there, but they are thrown away far apart...

I heard a meaningless "squeaky" sound in my mouth, as if I was crying.

The man with a pair of fox eyes and a smile, stuffed something into my ear, then turned and went out. I realized that both me and Ah Jun were moved into our house, and by my side, it was the pink curtain that I liked very much.

"Is she still in a coma?" The girl's voice was faintly outside the door.

"Yeah, still coma." The man said this.

I have no time to think about the man's intentions, because Ah Jun's miserable appearance has occupied my entire retina.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the man’s voice suddenly came from his ear.

"This man is called Jun Jun, right? He has abandoned you, he died first. But when he died, he was not painful. It is also easy to leave such a terrible world and a woman he does not love." thing……"

"He doesn't love you. In order for you to hunt for him, you have to be **** with you, it's too uncomfortable - death is also relief."

"...I am pitiful. I was thrown away by my father when I was young. No one likes it. Even my mother often said that you are a drag. After all, without your words, my mother can definitely get happiness... It’s a superfluous person."

The sound seems to be a kind of magical power, and entangled with the body of Ah Jun in front of him into a psychedelic abstract painting. I cried so much that I couldn't hear even what he said later, and I didn't even think about how he would know. There is only one sentence, as if I have gotten into my ear like a life: "I just untied the rope for you. Go to the drawer at the window and look at it..."

Struggling to get out of the rope, I opened the drawer. The sentence "There is no lover, no one loves. What do you want to do alone in this world?" Still echoing in my mind.

There is a metal bullet that I am familiar with in the drawer.

Sorry. I don't know who to say with this sentence - maybe it's me. This world is terrible, I can't keep going.

The last shot of the slamming shot, the last thing I saw, was the pink-blue curtain that was stained by my own blood and lost its true color.

"Damn……"

The detached monarch who had just stepped down from the building stopped his footsteps and turned his eyes to Lin Sanjiu. "The voice just now seems to have come from the 15th floor?"

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Aunt, I’m so angry when you are so noisy! Is it hiding the reader traffic... or why the click rate is so bad... tears...