"Really?"

He smiled surprisingly happily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that moment, his eyes were like human eyes.

What a pair of happy eyes.

Flashing, flashing with joy.

If it was a chantrin, she would see the intoxicating Milky Way in these eyes.

He just swept away the shredded hair from her sideburns so intoxicated and gently.

Whisper,

As if I'm afraid that I will exhale,

just blew out the breath of life in front of him,

Like a faint candlelight, the flame of her life was extinguished,

He was intoxicated by the wind: "Her life should not be in my hands,

Nor should it be in anyone's hands. ”

"Oh," said his shadow,

There was some mockery, "This shouldn't be your truth." ”

"Why should I tell the truth?" Falling snort laughed coldly.

The wind blows the leaves, fluttering,

The wind blows the grass, and the grass is faintly undulating,

Green waves are formed.

The wind blew through his hair,

Strands of blue hair are blown,

Like the ghosts of hell and the souls of wild ghosts,

Silk like wisps,

It was as if it was frozen.

He laughed at himself: "Do I have a heart? ”

"Because you don't get the heart!"

The shadow spoke coldly and mercilessly like him.

"Really? I don't have a heart! He scoffed without change.

But somewhere out of sight,

Something sharp pierced deep into something,

What nerves stung him,

He roared in a low voice, "I don't have a heart, I'm going to dig out her heart." ”

"Dig out her heart to fill yours, huh?"

Shadow then asked, "So, did you dig into her heart?" ”

Her heart ...... Stuffed with a stone. ”

His voice melted in the wind.

There was a cry bubbling in it.

He said, "I put a stone in her flesh and blood.

Stuffed with a cold, hard stone.

I thought she was going to die because of it. ”

He convulsed and choked,

Gently put her ear close to her left atrium and listened for a moment.

He got up again and looked into the distance, as if he wanted to see through something.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "Her heart is still beating."

Her heart...... Digesting stones.

Does she want to digest the stones?

Using her flesh to digest a stone?

Why? For what?

Can anyone tell me?

Does she want to survive?

Does she really want to survive?! ”

He was incredulous at the idea.