A kind-hearted children's painting of Blood Story

I haven't seen Bun Lee for many days, and I haven't stayed in the dormitory anymore.

The people around me don't know where it's gone, so I close my eyes and don't look at anything, just let the darkness overwhelm me.

Envelope......

I was awakened by the warm sun, looking at this messy world with sleepy eyes, silently counting the wounds that had been indistinguishable in my heart, and I would cry unconsciously, gathering into a beautiful world of children's paintings.

I opened my eyes and saw Gan Hai, Lan Qing, Da Ying, and Xiaoxiao all surrounding me, and they were smiling at me.

I smiled at them, too, but the blurry picture made it difficult for me to see.

I shook my head to sober myself up.

It's like a comic, we all look so green in the painting, just like the language of my first novel, and then we laugh and play.

We've been walking, we've been walking.

But spring and winter are getting better, and unconsciously snow falls on us, but after all, hand in hand, no one cares how much snow falls on our bodies, and no one breaks them up.

We were in a children's painting, and in an instant, we were all smaller, giggling and walking hand in hand, and we were singing songs that we didn't know or couldn't even remember the lyrics, "Let's go...... Let's hold hands and walk...... Let's go on an outing ......", and then, we burst into tears.

A round of crescent moon slowly rose ahead, and it was a cold winter night.

The cold snow flying poplars in the vicissitudes of the moon, forming countless arcs of the beautiful line arc of winter, lined in the background of the cold moon, shuttling in our eyes to reflect this we hold hands, so, printed into a big "forever".

The front was white, and the sky and the land of snow and sand were illuminated by the moonlight.

A woman is still lying in the snow with a pipa half-covered, her beauty is a little unreal, her slender body, her fair face, her tender and round ** and her waist don't need to be repaired. However, her long, soft hair was scattered among the light cedars, and her scarlet lips were even more charming in the moonlight.

A single frown can evaporate a human from the world.

Her watery silky and delicate hands held on the pipa and suppressed the abrupt notes, mixed with the moonlight, falling into the world.

Gan Hai and Lan Qingzheng opened their hands and ran over to the singer's side, and the singer looked at them with a look in her eyes.

Gan Hai kissed the singer as she touched her, and a fire broke between her fingers, and the singer tilted her head, and the speed of the pipa became faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally it broke and the string broke, and then the stake fell.

Lan Qing kissed down from the neck, and his hand tore the unobstructed shirt indiscriminately, revealing the paper-like cream of unbelievable temptation, and then rubbed the delicate and upright ** with his hand, ravaging the little person.

Long, the stake fell to the ground......

In the end, the chokeness of the song stops out the more lingering melody. The willows were wrapped around the jade dragon scale-like snowflakes and wept sadly.

However, Xiaoxiao and I continued to walk forward, and we couldn't hear any more wind blowing anyone's face.

The moon sets, and the sky is bright.

In the east, however, there is no variegated intervention, and it is still a white expanse.

Xiaoxiao and I held hands and walked forward again.

The snow stopped, settled, and the next day.

The snow on the ground reached the knees of the ground, and when I stepped on it, it was soft and numb, and I lifted it up and twisted it before stepping on another foot.

When looking from behind, the two people held hands, step by step heavy footsteps, shoulders swayed from side to side, and the sunset elongated the figure.

Twilight quadrangle, moon full.

The orange moon, the orange light, the orange light is floating in the light frost, and in the light moonlight, I seem to feel the flow of the moonlight.

Dawn, the third day.

The snow on the stele has half melted, revealing most of the dark blue steles, and a cloud of snow is on it, and the cute appearance of the dumb makes us laugh secretly.

The sky is dark, the moon rises, the sky is dark and pale blood red, and it twists strangely into various animals.

Walk into various totems.

Maybe if I drip my blood on the clouds, there will be groups of animals running towards me, I dare to imagine.

However, it is not possible in the end.

Dawn, the fourth day.

A crow flew overhead, only to know that today was a sunny day, and the sun was shining and the weather was beautiful.

Lose......

The crow fell backwards without knowing what the situation was, and died tragically in front of me and Xiaoxiao, covered in blood, but we didn't pay attention, Xiaoxiao stepped on it, it was supposed to happen suddenly, so we quickly took it away, but the blood crow had already disappeared.

Envelope......

The original bright weather became sad, and the scars that fell were reflected in the sky.

A huge meteorite fell and smashed on Xiaoxiao's body.

There was no blood, and the pale hand blocked me from the meteorite that should have been smashed on me, and the whole piece was cut off from my fingers to my wrist, leaving a desolate emptiness.

Xiaoxiao struggled to take two steps, tearing off a huge blood scythe to cut off her head, and the whole thing was a stone statue of Venus.

But she didn't deserve to be called Venus.

A beam of lightning struck and shattered.

Then I was the only one left.

I look at the scenery in the distance, the snow falls, the rain falls, the wind rises, the flowers and fields, the moon is full, the grass is lush, and the sky is clear......

As long as everything I can think of will be expressed to me immediately, I am the only one left in the whole world, and I am the only one in the whole world.

I'm the only one in the world.