October 6, 2020.

Yan Jing, Editorial Department of Fairy Tale World Magazine.

After the publication of Bao Eleven's long story "When the Monster Knocks on the Door", it can be said that the forced style of "Fairy Tale World" has risen a few steps.

No longer a simple children's fairy tale, "When the Monster Knocks" can be said to be a dark fairy tale for adults.

The story is like, but it has the flavor of a fairy tale, and it is also an unconventional fairy tale, so it has received a lot of praise.

Now, Bao 11 has written a new draft for "Fairy Tale World".

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Editor Su Qin had a happy smile on his face, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, entered the office of the editor-in-chief Zhou Qing, and said with a smile as soon as he entered the door: "Editor-in-chief, eleven He sent the manuscript, this time it is a traditional fairy tale, the story of the prince saving the princess." ”

"The most important thing is that this is not a sad fairy tale!"

Not a sad fairy tale?

When Zhou Qing heard Su Qin's words, he didn't raise his eyelids, and said, "That must be another dark fairy tale." ”

Su Qin shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it, it should really be a traditional fairy tale this time." ”

Saying that, Su Qin handed the printed manuscript to Zhou Qing, and said, "This is just the first part, and the next one should be sent in the next eleven." ”

Zhou Qing took the manuscript handed over by Su Qin, looked at it, was a little surprised, but a little uncertain, and said: "The curse of the thirteenth witch, she will die at the age of fifteen, no matter how you look at it, it is the same as the sad fairy tale of Bao Eleven's past." ”

Seeing the back, the last sentence, the previous mantra was really fulfilled.

The princess fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

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It's still the end like this!

Zhou Qing looked at Su Qin and asked, "Do you think this "Sleeping Beauty" is not a sad fairy tale? ”

"Didn't the twelfth witch say that the sinister spell would be fulfilled, but that the princess could save the day. She doesn't die, she just sleeps out. ”

"It wasn't until someone who really loved her came and kissed her that she woke up. ”

Although it is a fairy tale, I don't know why, thinking of such an ending in the end, Su Qin really thinks that such an ending is very beautiful and exciting.

Zhou Qing couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the smile on Su Qin's face, he knew what Su Qin was thinking in his heart.

"Then you hurry up and ask Eleven to send the next part. ”

Zhou Qing said again: "Really, the next part of the main thing is that he really died at the age of fifteen and will never wake up again, I won't be surprised." ”

Really died at the age of fifteen?

Su Qin didn't know why, thinking of the story before Bao Shiyi, she was also a little uncertain.

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Liucheng, Oct. 8.

The sun is shining, and it's weekend time again.

Because of the good weather, the staff of the welfare home plan to take advantage of this good weather to clean up and directly take out the children's beds and bedding to dry and wash.

Aunt Zhang from the welfare home was pulling the bed board from the double-layer iron frame bed, planning to take out the bed board to dry, although the bed board was thin, but the weight was not small, so it was a little difficult to move out.

Aunt Zhang's feet didn't stand firmly, and the bed board fell down diagonally.

At that moment, fortunately, Bao Eleven helped to carry it.

"Brother Eleven, your strength is so great!"

The child who saw this scene looked at Bao Shiyi with admiration on his face and marveled again and again.

"yes, that's amazing. ”

Looking at the adoring gaze, Bao Shiyi wiped sweat in his heart, if the bed board just now fell down, it would be an accident.

Bao Shiyi lifted the bed board, glanced at Aunt Zhang, and said, "Aunt Zhang, I'll get it." ”

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Aunt Zhang from the welfare institute saw that Bao Shiyi was indeed very strong, so she walked away, worried that she would hinder Bao Shiyi.

If it wasn't for Bao Eleven just now, I was afraid that the bed board would hit her, and Aunt Zhang felt glad in her heart.

In addition, Lin Ge saw Bao Shiyi carrying the bed board alone, and hurriedly came over to help.

Lin Ge took a hand, and Bao Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, just now it was a few points of negative energy consumption.

Watching Bao Shiyi and Lin Ge carrying the bed board, Aunt Zhang nodded with a smile, and said, "You young men still have a lot of strength, but I am old, Auntie." ”

……

After the welfare home was done, Xu Wanqing and Lin Ge prepared to go to the library to read books.

As a single person, the rest of Bao Eleven did not follow, and he doesn't have to be a light bulb now.

Because someone else asked him out.

On the side of the road, Bao Shiyi was wearing the peaked cap with the brim pressed very low, looked at the time, and then took out his mobile phone to call the person he was waiting for.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?"

On the other end of the phone was Zhou Yun's voice.

"It's almost there, there is a traffic jam on the road, Eleven, you go first. ”

Hearing Zhou Yun's words, Bao Shiyi lifted the hat on his head, and then urged: "Hurry up, if you don't come again, I'll leave." ”

As he spoke, Bao Eleven hung up the phone.

Under the sun, a smile appeared on Bao Shiyi's face, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

His heart rejoiced.

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It was nearly afternoon, but there was no one on the street.

On the corner of the intersection is a long slope with a small truck parked and a group of children no more than five or six years old playing across the road.

A female teacher led the little turnip heads across the street.

Bao Shiyi looked at the bright smiles on the faces of those little radish heads, the immature but full of vitality, I don't know why, I suddenly wondered why he didn't live to be eighteen years old in the first place.

"Neurotic, now I can live to be twenty-three, right?"

The system heard Bao Shiyi ask this question, and replied directly: "Don't you know everything? Short-lived ghost, what's wrong?"

"I just wondered why I was told I wouldn't live to be eighteen in the first place. ”

If according to the original system, he is now seventeen years old and has not taken revenge on society, then he will die in less than a year.

Why?

Why, exactly?

"Why would I not live to be eighteen years old, if I don't take revenge on society, then it means that I may die at any time in the future, so how did I die, why did I die?"

The more you want to know, the more entangled this question becomes.

Bao Shiyi was hospitalized before, and he had an examination in the hospital, and his health was fine, and he did not have any leukemia or cancer.

The system didn't speak in his mind, and he was silent for a long time before he held back a sentence, "Anyway, you won't live to be eighteen years old in the first place!"

Simple and crude answers, without any reason and reason.

It's like the curse of a vicious witch.

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"Neurotic, why do I think it's you who deliberately scare me and curse me to death?"

Bao Shiyi complained about the system in his mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound came.

Bao Shiyi turned his head to look to the left, and the pickup truck that had been parked on the side of the slope rushed down quickly.

But—

There was no one in the driver's seat of the car.