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However, this is not very appropriate, because it is for the sake of privacy, and if it is private, it cannot be recited openly.

But someone is listening.

"I'm listening."

A woman in a kimono, such a statement is reasonable, neither selfish nor for her benefit.

As always, as long as I stood here, she would open her mouth and read a long history, regardless of whether she was living correctly in the present world. Standing calmly, without any accusations. The ridicule seals itself forever in a glass jar called "confession".

"It seems that I can't help but make up my mind about myself, and the thought of you makes me merciful and pretend. Starting from the hundredth small iron box, I put every lighthouse I copied into a small envelope, where all of them were bright-eyed, and each turn was an omega's breath, like the people in the shrine, reverently freeing their minds to welcome my beloved. My Lul. ”

"I'm listening."

"When did I start, I like to write poetry. Language speaks, borrowing people to express themselves, or borrowing God's writing, transforming voices, creating relics. I have a god here, in the dream world, waving his palm, leveling the mountains, leaving behind the husks, and the juice, flowing in my blood, and I want to cut myself. ”

"If you don't read them, they'll disappear. Memoirs follow your voice manifestation, forever. ”

"What if you read a painful story......

"They're still going to disappear, you have to read on."

Lowe gently covered it, breathing, dusty.

Lowe peeped through the pages of the book, as she did in the bathhouse, and saw the white boy through the white mist.

See the towering iron box group, the iron box group is ancient, tattooed with a dragon body, snake eyes, page headers, and lion tails.

The dusk moonlight washed them, and as the temperature dropped, Luo hurriedly borrowed the little books and let them sleep peacefully. The woman in the kimono finally moved her steps, and towards the front, Lolita lifted the corner of her skirt, and felt the difference between her feet and her toes. She still remembered the ridicule, the memoir was the secret of this light-tier mercenary spearman, written and legendary by Lu'er's mother.

Before leaving, Luo Jing quietly admired the shrinkage attached to the iron box under the strong clouds, a large set of keys, and the kimono woman carried the keychain and left the backyard. Along the way, Luo clutched his chest and was very worried, and he wanted to talk about stimulation, which is the same reason that a girl sees a boy under the skin for the first time. I know where and what is there, but I don't have a sensory bath, it's just a game of words.

The sneer did not wake up, and the girl fell asleep.

The boy changed into a neat white coat and hung a piece of jade upside down from his waist.

"It doesn't make sense." Pulled up by hand, the flow lamp entered the corridor through the front door, slowly, treating the corridor as a field, a fish swimming in the water, half of the face was smeared by the shadows, and it was not washed. "I found my daughter, but I couldn't see what she wanted. Just hear a few words. ”

"Parting, reunion, calamity, one."

The small mouth moved together, and the shrinking eyes frowned, staring at Lu'er's side face for a long time, a girl's face, easy to ferment in the realm of imagination, and make fine wine.

"Luel has been looking for her mother, she doesn't believe that her mother is still alive, she probably believes in some kind of theism, we die in another world, living happily."

"Crying, ever?"

"It's strange to say, she hasn't had any major emotional fluctuations so far, she is very quiet and well-behaved."

"It's not like ...... A state of correspondence to a linear mental age. When I was a child, I relied on ridicule, and by that time the Extreme Abyss Pavilion was close to its current size, close to the age when I could relay myths. Lu'er may have known this, or perhaps expectedly, what could have allowed her to greet the embrace of a dead man so calmly? ”

They've been talking about me......

The pupils in the eyelashes are kind and shiny.

Dreams that I don't know so far don't count as wishes.

What is it........

What has not been realized, and what has been achieved, and what is still being realized, all have a neutralizing reaction in the woman called the ridicule.

Lu'er, look at yourself, your current self, since the establishment of the Light, the shrunken eyes have pulled me to the land of the upper realm, eaten the leaves of the baobab tree, and there is a delicate fountain pool under the Valkyrie Square, where I saw an old dragon with a palace built on his back dead, and a few of them.......

Black King, White Cross, Black Cross.........

The girl woke up, adjusted her body, and faced the crowd, and everyone was stunned.

The dark red lantern was reeled in a plate of incense, and the woman in the kimono had just arrived, bowing down, and Lu'er was half-leaning under the door, huddled into a ball.

She wanted to stay a little longer.

Look, she threw a puzzled look. I was weak and took care of her with silence.

I actually, essentially, don't want to see my mother.

Meet Mom.

The sneering hands fumbled, and gradually, thumbs touched, index fingers hugged, ring fingers grabbed the hug, until the little finger was wrapped around the tearful city, the depths of the whimpering sea.

"Mom... Leave me alone..."

"I know you're in the dream world..."

"I know you hate Daddy....."

"You've seen all my diaries...."

"Your lantern has never been sold......"

"You make up stories late at night......."

"There is a seat for Mr. Potato in the church, and a prayer for starch plants......."

"Dreams are real......

"The present world is also real......."

"The lighthouse has collapsed......"

"The sea has evaporated......"

"What the hell did you promise..... What wishes? ”

.

"I want to pull the dream realm to the present realm...... Write the "Dream Classic" and at the same time become...."

Hitomi almost shouted.

“....... Become......... Writer, this is my ...... A wish made at the end. ”

He shouted.

The relationship between the Ouroboros and the family crest is gradually cleared, and the snake tail is accompanied by self-muttering on the girl's back. The scales grow uniquely in the visible domain, growing on the crystal skin, taking root, with a hissing sound of pulling out, their own heart suddenly brightens, and the snake's eyes rotate in the reflex jumping heart circuit, drawing a kind of energy, and causing people to panic.

Sneered and slowed down, lifted the quilt with both legs, stepped over, and stung the slender snake body with his arms, and naturally, he was bitten.

She shouted, the snake retracted, no one could see the direction of the snake's den, it deftly avoided everyone's gaze, sneering too late to turn back, the pain was preoccupied, the light of the lighthouse flashed in front of her eyes, piercing into the sea, clear all the hills and grasslands at the bottom of the sea.

Half of her face weakened, returning to the posture of a woman.

"She was inadvertently liberated by the snake, lucky one."

Mocking and muttering to himself, with tears in his eyes, he fell asleep in Lu'er's arms and fell asleep without listening to a word.

If the days of being taken care of by my daughter are still long, I might as well be her daughter.

Unfortunately, even if this wish is made, it will not come true. The law of cause and effect in the dream world is greater than anything else, and at a lower level, the structure of dreams transcends the limits of time, but a human being of the light plane cannot reverse the law of cause and effect, even from the greatest vision.

“...... It's not fair......"