Someday, I'll sleep here like this, or.... I want to return to the land of the present world, where I marry a man I don't know, fall in love, get acquainted, and meet for the first time.....

By the way, I'm going to write him a letter about the study of the stream of consciousness mythology, tell him about the beauty and sorrow here, and then add the last sentence "Ah, those things are just myths made up by people, I'm just crazy in my imagination..."

Father's tombstone. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo thought silently, while digging out the surface of the torii gate close to her, the endless fine cracks, aroused the blue and white porcelain-like play that people wanted to hold, and suddenly cracked out the crimson fishy smell, she was frightened and prayed.

Lu'er still has half-open eyes, shrinking eyes half-closed, very tacit people!

I felt that I was excluded from them, and I began to use my own reason to analyze, and the self-proclaimed role of psychology passed over my shoulder, flapping its wings like a giant moth.

My tombstone became a candle flame, and the flame rolled down from the candle head, and I felt the soles of my feet tingle. Yes, the lines of the torii gate fell down the top of my head and blew all the way to my ankles, and in the threads of the weeds, I was worried about the complexity of making this whole craft.

What is the reason?

Luo kept asking himself, and suddenly felt nosy and nervous.

"The woman said, it's here, and what happened after that ......"

"I saw the snake swimming inside, and I didn't have any outline of my idea."

"It's quiet inside, and I like to sit in the grass."

"It's quiet green."

A few people came from afar, and Qiange kept counting.

"It's soft."

"Dry, all the time?"

"I hope not."

"Frightened, hidden, reason."

Qiange pulled the flow lamp and got up.

But he was locked up by the girl. Liudeng thought about it, stood aside, and looked at Luo's smile, his expression not knowing how to move. I haven't seen you for a long time, and the last time we met, what I remember most clearly was when she waved Durandal on the way between the hotel and the manor, and she imagined the kissing scene.

"Lolita?"

"Lolita."

"Tower."

Liulan opened his mouth, covered his mouth, and reached out to grab Chika's arm, and in his satisfaction, buried his head behind the boy, staring at the edge of the torii, and the fireflies extinguished themselves.

"There is light."

"Lighthouse?"

"Family crest."

He was amazed at the upside-down lighthouse-shaped lines in Lolita's eyes, one retracting and one retracting, one large and one small, red with all the subtleties of the girl's acquaintance with her.

"The first time we met, we didn't recognize your family crest." Luo excited, "We are the creators of the family branches, and although we have no blood history, we are happy. I don't know how many people in my dreams resemble me, so that when I forget, I still have the privilege of seeing and hearing them. ”

"Ignore, stupid."

Lu'er was in a trance, leaning back to the shrinking pupil, hearing the faint laughter and stopping with her footsteps, raising her head to catch the aroma of wine in her long white hair, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"At the end of the torii, there, the snake is waiting."

Chika swallowed a smile.

"Huh? Where? ”

It is the "feeling" of a person of high purity who believes, which has just happened. She said it was a snake that devoured itself, I thought it was an Ouroboros. No matter how much it changes, such a distinctive feature can only be recorded incorrectly. ”

"And it guides?"

No one said a word.

"We're affected, probably. It's a strange thing, the spiritual purity in the dream world has always been low, people are using creation, but now the sun is extinguished..."

"Games, Labyrinths ......"

The girl hesitated and asked for help with her eyes.

"Love?"

Lo smiled from ear to ear, everyone bent over, and Lull felt stupid. The snake swaggered not far away, and the scales flew by, and the warm sun swelled hundreds of times in a ten-thousandth of a second, with a gloomy and hot burst of more than 10,000 degrees, surrounding everyone 18,000 degrees, and its pupils flashed 400 million and 5 million times, and Lu'er actually had tens of thousands of scales on its body......

"300 billion...... worlds. ”

The snake's eyes fell off because it wanted to entangle the girl, right?

That's true.

She didn't struggle, letting the snake go in and out of her body, full of fear, but she could hear its smirk, the inside of the spine, the brainstem roaring, Nobuko fished out the thirteen blood vessels of the left ventricle, and untied them gracefully and skillfully in turn, it turned out to be a mass, a group, only, a lonely knot?

It lifted its head, forcefully, greedily, ruthlessly, humbly, and made a hole in Luer's snow-white back, and chiseled into its own body, forming a small, lovely, delicate, beautiful, and warm ......

"Family crest."

Hitomi waited incoherently, waiting for everyone, still talking, laughing, Lu'er still leaning in his arms, he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to admit that she was so arrogant that she wanted to wake up the girl on her throne and grow up when she stepped off the throne, hugging herself, but not saying those shy words...... There is no pattern to the time course at all! The Black King? It's not like a person with that temperament at all, it's a dangerous sign, it's not right... Why be surprised that the qualities of a highly pure believer are completely normal, and when I was born, my will was so free, that I even forgot my desire itself.

Luer, the Black King.

When was the two equated?

No, it's not necessarily greater than the sign...

"The luckiest, the most unlucky, the dream ......"

She was confused, and he knew she knew.

"I dreamed?"

"Lu'er.... Can you, in the days to come, protect me? ”

Lowe was the first to turn back.

"Confession?"

For the first time, the stream light told the exact opposite.

Qiange's twin stinged, regretting letting the bright white letter penetrate the eardrum from left to right.

That was actually Ouroboros' curse on its own goodness.

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