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Until the leech spirit nodded and disappeared, she still didn't move, trying her best to outline Runkui's appearance in her mind.

The human look.

"Anxia, what exactly is Yushi like?" Mo Xiaozao slowly sat up, but his eyes were confused and his voice was small.

Anxia raised her eyebrows, her body rolled up in the quilt.

A slight smile spread out on her beautiful seductive and innocent face, and the curtains were drawn on her hair.

An Xia stretched out her hand, and the palm-sized stone was suspended in her hand, the stone was too clear, and the small light blue fish inside could be seen clearly.

"That's it." Anxia gently handed the fish stone to Xiaozao, her eyes darkened, and her hair quietly stretched out to the steel helmet.

Mo Xiaozao looked at it seriously, and did not find the aggrieved appearance of the steel helmet at all.

Tumming the steel helmet into the quilt he was rolling, Anxia felt the scorching heat, and couldn't help but feel depressed that his body was too cold, and the steel helmet didn't like it.

"Meow." The steel helmet let out a scream, and its little claws waved it away to drive Ansha away.

Mo Xiaozao's steel helmet was in a trance for a while, and he was still holding the beautiful fish stone in his hand.

At that moment, she seemed to see something?

She closed her eyes, and the picture in her mind was a tall and handsome boy, holding a girl she could only see her hand.

Shaking her head, she pursed her lips, grabbed Anxia's quilt with her hand and pulled it, pressed the homeopathic trend and lay on the ground.

The way she looked up made her think of a turtle.

Her delicate little face drooped, the corners of her lips filled with a happy smile, and she casually picked up the steel helmet with her body bowed.

"I want to write this story next." Mo Xiaozao stared at An Xia and squatted beside An Xia, she knew that An Xia didn't like to get up by herself.

That time to absorb the moonlight, it was to force her to pull it up.

"Write what? Would anyone like such a story? Anxia's voice was not loud, and she pointed out the main point sharply, this story, she wrote it and no one would like it.

It's not that the story is bad, it's just that she can't write such a story yet.

Mo Xiaozao clenched his hand and continued coldly, "I will write." ”

"Then you just go and write, don't tell me." Anxia roared, and her body turned into black smoke and disappeared into the room, apparently angry at her decision.

She couldn't tell what it felt, her heart was empty, and she always felt that she had lost a very important friend.

She hadn't had that in years.

Mo Xiaozao sat on the edge of the bed decadently, stroking the steel helmet with his hand for a while, "Do you think I deserve to have no friends?" ”

She still remembers that when she was in elementary school, everyone didn't like her because she was a good child in other people's mouths.

When classmates mentioned her, their first reaction was boredom.

I also remember that when I was in junior high school, everyone was alienated from her, just thinking that she would tell the secret to the head teacher.

When my classmates mentioned her, they would say that I didn't know such a person.

Until high school, she took in all the clubs, and the whole person was like every girl, smoking, drinking, and skipping classes.

I have some friends who drink and meat, but I don't study them until I graduate.

Now, there is no contact for a long time.

And she, who finished high school, left home with her schoolbag and the poor money because of her obsession, and came to realize her dream.

Writing.

"Meow meow." The steel helmet screamed, its little pink tongue licking its fleshy paws.

Mo Xiaozao naturally didn't know what the steel helmet was talking about, and after a while, he rubbed its hair messily, smiled lightly, and turned on the computer.

It doesn't matter, it's going to be written.

Mo Xiaozao's typing quickly wrote the prototype of the heroine, a fish stone born because of a treasure.

It's just that not long after she was born, the treasure she guarded was cracked and damaged, and she, as the fish stone that guarded the treasure, could only repair the treasure.

Going down the mountain was a matter of course, and naturally, she got to know people.

It was a blind person who was not outstanding, and even in the human world, he was discriminated against.

For the first time, she thought that this person was so funny, everyone else treated him like that, and he would be stupid enough to be kind to others, and even give his own food to the child who cheated on him.

The children laughed at the food at the door, and he replied at the door that he didn't thank you.

For a day, he didn't get any food because of that.

She sneaked into his room, carrying the treasure on her body, she had been in the world for a year, and there were too many people who coveted this treasure, and she would only feel at ease if she wore it on her body.

And she also wondered if the person who gave all the food to others really didn't need food.

The moon was dark, and everyone slept.

He came out of the room alone, groped his way through the door and walked out for a long time, until he reached the river, where he squatted down and drank a lot of water carefully.

She was involuntary and cried.

Mo Xiaozao wrote here, his eyebrows contributed to the Sichuan character, and his fingers rubbed the keys on the keyboard.

It was not right for them to start like this, according to the leech spirit, that human had descendants, even if it was not biological, but it also proved that there were brothers and sisters.

Well, such a person's life is not what it should be.

She pursed her lips gently, her lips aching and chapped, her tongue sticking out and licking her lips, her eyes glued to the computer screen without moving.

Soon, she patted her head, and it seemed that she could change it and add in a relative who didn't like him the same.

As if not enough, her fingertips jumped, and a family member who abandoned him because he was blind, and an older brother who was jealous of his status appeared.

However, I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

She didn't expect it, so she naturally continued to write, and it wasn't until a dozen chapters that she realized that this story was a modern setting.

And she writes about ancient times.

Slender and white fingers interspersed into his hair, Mo Xiaozao gently rubbed his scalp, and his chapped lips ached.

"It's not like that." She muttered, her hand clenching the mouse.

Selected all the articles, deleted them without hesitation, and suddenly raised his eyes to see the quilt on the bed, and he was lying there softly, and he couldn't see Anxia.

I guess it's gone, right?

She pulled open her clothes and looked at her chest, the mysterious symbol also disappeared, and there was no Anxia in this room.

Only the box not far away was still lying on the table, making it clear to her that when she met An Xia and the leech spirit, it was all true.

"If she leaves, someone else will help her fulfill her wish." Mo Xiaozao opened his mouth lightly, and his little face couldn't hide his loss in the night.

It took a long time for her to start designing stories again.

The era in which the story is written, the ability of Yushi, and the reason for meeting that person, and the process of liking it.

It's just a pity that the articles she wrote were not as good as she thought.