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101 met Li Xianxian again

In that staggering,

In that powerlessness,

She was already on the road that kept moving forward,

I can't tell the truth from the fake,

Is it virtual or real,

It's still not clear there,

While she was still there feeling and feeling what kind of unreality and what kind of helplessness,

And there she fell,

There he collapsed completely powerlessly,

It's as if I'm exhausted there.

There seem to be many, many things in life that are sought and unfounded.

But when I suddenly sought and found,

Even if it's realistic,

Even if it's so real that she's still there, it's like she's dreaming,

There she was like a dream, and she couldn't tell what she was doing.

She may be too tired,

It's like I've been on a long, long journey.

When she finally finished her long journey,

She was still pausing there,

It's like there's no way to adapt to any sudden change.

Maybe the change is too slow,

But, I don't know why she still thinks that something is still there too fast.

It's as if there's too much of what kind of unexpected,

It's as if she's still there and there's no preparation,

There she was defenseless, like an asteroid had hit a star.

She thought she was so stupid,

Maybe at least it took a long time to be stupid and barely react.

The white fox's chant was still there with some disbelief:

"You...... Is that you? Li Xianxian? How so? No......"

Before she could finish her confusion and incomprehension, she fell to the ground as if she was completely paralyzed.

"Yin Ling, are you alright? You...... Why are you still a white fox? ”

Li Xianxian looked at the white fox's spirit and felt very surprised and surprised,

She could imagine the appearance of a girl countless times.

She almost imagined the voices and faces of countless girls in her mind,

Just guessing what the bard will become,

may be ugly,

It could be beautiful,

It may just be so-so,

She's thought about it,

However, what she never expected was that

The next time she encountered it was the white fox's spirit.

How so?

What has Yin Ling done in Locking Worry City for so long?

Why did he finally come back as a white fox?

Disappointment is inevitable,

And it's more incomprehensible and confused.

However, when I saw the unconscious spirit that had already fallen in front of me,

Li Xianxian had no choice but to quiet down.

Perhaps, she should have put aside her doubts and confusion for the time being.

Looking at the spirit like that, he seems to be very tired,

Maybe she still has to be a good person first,

She took the minstrel to a place where she could rest,

Everything will wait for the spirit to wake up and ask, let's talk about it.

Just thinking about it,

Li Xianxian just held the slender white fox with both hands,

She was docile and soft in Li Xianxian's arms,

It's like you're dead.

I can see that she is very tired and tired,

It seems that there is still a struggle in that coma,

In that comatose dream,

is an unknown struggle,

It's a struggle to find the way and the road of the future,

It's a trembling and fear in the midst of that struggle,

And in that there is fear,

There's fear, there's fear,

There is also confusion and overwhelming,

It's a kind of panic, and it's also a kind of helplessness.