147 vacancies were lost

Whether she was really in a state of suspended animation for a period of time, the white fox's spirit herself didn't know,

Because when she was really in suspended animation, she was just in a coma there, just in a coma there, just in a coma where she stopped breathing,

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It's just that when she recalls it so much later, she just felt as if there was a period of time that seemed to be vacant and blank there.

It's as if she did have a blank for a while. And the vacancy and void seemed to be something that she hadn't even noticed.

It's a kind of dissociation of memory.

Memories seemed to wander on the edge of the vacancy and blankness, and at the edge of the limit, she felt a kind of deathly coldness,

It was as if for a while she felt that her body was cold there, as cold as a corpse.

She would panic for a while, and even she herself didn't seem to know how many vacancies she had.

It's just that I'm blurred there, just feeling dizzy there, a feeling of dizziness and depression without breathing.

It was a feeling of seeming isolation, a feeling of complete isolation and distancing from being there and around us.

She was only there touched by a trace of fear and panic, and in that trembling of panic and fear, she trembled there,

It seemed that at that trembling moment, her body temperature quickly warmed up and recovered, and then, she was so inexplicable,

I was so awake in a daze, and I was sober again, but I was already so headache,

It's as if everything wasn't what she wanted.

When something started to get hard and difficult there, she still didn't want to wake up and wake up.

She was even a little reluctant to wake up. Because when you wake up, you will be there to face a very heavy day again.

In that bearing, she felt a kind of burden that belonged to life and the weight of life to carry and bear.

She had a feeling of being overwhelmed, but she still seemed to be in that daze, and she still opened her eyes a little hazy.

When she finally spent her time in the forest suspended her animation, she finally opened her eyes again,

He opened his eyes in that forest again, and from that moment on, the white fox's spirit had already had a connection and relationship with that forest.

It seemed that she was also used to breathing in the forest, at least her breathing would not seem so difficult and painful anymore.

However, when a problem and pain are resolved, it does not mean that the pain and suffering are completely eliminated.

When one difficulty disappears, it is as if another difficulty and dilemma will appear there again.

In that world, in that realm of existence and life, it seems that pain and anguish are always there endlessly,

It seems that there is no end, no end, and it seems that everything is there without a choice.

It seems that she can no longer choose her own future, and it seems that she is unable to choose her own path there.

She couldn't even feel the birth and the voice.

It seems that these decisions and controls are not important to her.

However, I don't know why she still has a very strange sense of intriguity and confusion that her rights are not for herself.

It is something that strives to be subservient and obedient, and something that is trying to adapt in it,

I also worked hard to adapt to the new day, the new life, and the new things.

Just feeling it there, it's a different breath, it's a different feeling, and it seems that there is still a heavy feeling that she herself seems to be not clear there.

And the heaviness didn't seem to come from her own body, as if it came from the air, as if it came from the atmosphere around her.

Whether her fate and life were determined and arranged in that moment, she herself is not very clear,

It's just that for a while, she's just there in a daze that seems to feel her own life,

Or maybe that part of her life and life has been controlled by something.

She seemed to have a strange perception and feeling that she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't struggle, and she couldn't break free, even she was very strange.

There will be a period of time, and there will be some things and things that I don't want to face there.

I don't dare to face it, but it seems impossible not to face it.

So, she had to work hard there to learn to change herself to adapt, and then she forced herself to work hard to adapt.

Even though she was almost fainting as if she were about to die there, she looked up at the edge of the death fainting.

There she struggled to lift her heavy head as if she were going to meet the moment of beheading.

She didn't know why she had a staggered approach to the headhopper at the moment when she looked up.

Or the general delusion and delusion of looking up to see a chopped machete.

She didn't know if it was because her eyes were glazed, or if it felt like she had become weird and very ethereal, delirious.

She herself seemed to be unaware of what everything had become.

She was just in a trance there, she just looked up at a loss in that place,

When those eyes were raised, the same white sunlight fell into her eyes like needles through the gaps in the leaves.

It was the first time she had seen the sun after a long time of sleep, and it was the noon sun of the day.

It's so intense, even if it's the autumn sun, the midday sun is still very strong and dazzling.

The white fox's spirit just subconsciously closed its eyes there, but at the moment when it closed its eyes,

What floated in her mind was a figure, a figure she had just seen when she raised her eyes.

Who is that person? Has she ever seen him?

Prompted by that curiosity and confusion, the white fox's spirit opened its eyes again.

Some encounters, some meets, maybe not what they want, maybe not what they are unwilling to do,

But there are things that seem to be there without warning, and there seems to be no wonder there,

It seems that in that wave, I just feel a thorn that belongs to the unfamiliar,

In the midst of that strange thorn, she could no longer feel the calm and calm that was unfazed.

Because that kind of stab will make her bleed, it will make her feel the pain of bleeding, and that is the kind of future that will bleed for her.

However, there are some things that cannot be avoided there, and there are things that cannot be avoided by fear and fear.

She doesn't believe in fate, she just can't change her fate, or perhaps, she will always feel at a loss and unable to face her fate.

Then she will be in this and this fate and those arrangements, objective or artificial, and there she will adapt and obey those arrangements.

Whether it's good or bad, she no longer has the strength and reason to refuse. She couldn't afford to hide from anything anymore.

Regarding life, she already has the mentality that she doesn't refuse to come as if she is dead.

Some pleasant things came in life, accepted, some small setbacks came in life, accepted,

There was some anger in life, and I accepted it there, and I tolerated it in my life, and I tolerated it, and I was depressed in life, and I tolerated it there.

And then, her life was there in a mess, and there she seemed to be dead set to accommodate it.

She seems to accept not only the general life itself, but also the life she accepts.

And all the joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, and all that goes well and all that goes bad,

What she really grew up and used was just a kind of mentality of adaptation to life.