Think about your heart, how to be strong. The little strawberry www.biquge.info opened his arms and pressed Ah Rong tightly in his arms, his shoulders trembling. The head is buried deep in the neck socket. That feeling of grief that I can't suppress. That kind of powerlessness to change, and there is no way to bear the pain of the facts. The little strawberry finally cried, and the voice seemed to be out of order, low and suppressed, like the desperate voice of a widowed swan. The little strawberry is like trying to rub Ah Rong into his bones and stuff it into his heart.

“…… Tell you to run around......" Little Strawberry stroked Ah Rong's forehead, brushed away his hair mixed with meat crumbs and sweat, and stood on tiptoe and kissed it. His shoulders trembled, and I saw that his hands were also shaking.

Ah Rong seemed to endure it to the extreme, pushed the little strawberry away, and retreated clumsily, panting heavily. Blood-red fluid flowed out of his eye sockets. Turn around and run, without looking back. Never look at him again.

Little Strawberry coughed and looked at the fleeing coward in disbelief. Just for a second, stumbling behind him screaming and chasing. We reacted and rushed over, only to see the little strawberry fall to the ground, crying and smashing the snow out of the hole. The little strawberry's body was full of the smell of light, but Ah Rong was like a monster born from the netherworld, with a black mist.

Are white and black incompatible? Or will Ah Rong feel bad because of the smell of the little strawberry?

However, light and darkness always coexist, and who has no shadow under the sun? Why don't you understand? Wing.

I thought that he just liked it, but he never found out that he had loved so deeply into his bone marrow without knowing it. There are a few more who can really do it, drink 3,000 times with you, and don't complain.

The person you love so much, Huangquan is strange, is it just quietly smiling and watching? Can't do it. Therefore, I would rather be plain and coarse and light with you all my life, rather than become a poignant love in the eyes of others. Poignant, just for theatergoers like me. Yu Xiao Strawberry is like a knife in his heart, and even breathing is a heart-rending pain.

The little strawberry cried and pounded the ground, and the usual image of a dashing boy brother was completely gone.

"Xiao Yueyue, request to inquire about monitoring." I didn't want to look at him again, my hair was sticking to my face, and the smell of earth mixed with the snow. I held my breath and didn't know why.

“OK。” Xiao Yueyue obviously sighed as well, "It's really annoying." Nest fire! Xiao Yueyue, who is calm on weekdays, is not calm anymore, and Wang Fatzi doesn't go to pull the little strawberry, just standing next to him quietly, and her chubby face is a little honest: "Chase it, girl." I accompany him. The fat man bared a mouthful of white teeth and gave a thumbs up to the little yellow bird. The originally chaotic atmosphere was mixed up by Wang Fatzi, with comedy colors.

"The screen is not very clear, the focus function will be adjusted next time, well-- escape at two o'clock. Then there's the downhill, which can't be tracked. It was as if it had suddenly disappeared. I probably fell into. ”

As I listened, I pulled the bird and ran. The boots got into the ice slag and were a little damp. The socks stuck to their feet and became cold sheets.

How would meteorologists explain this strange phenomenon of heavy snow in June? I'm a little curious. It's okay if it's cold, at least there's water, and the Ice Age is better than the Desert Age. I have an inexplicable fear of dryness.

The vanishing point of Xiao Yueyue's perspective is a fault-like place, which should have been formed not long ago. Although it is not very steep because of the snow, if you rush through it recklessly, you will definitely fall.

Sure enough, there was a humanoid mark not far away. I smiled at each other with the little yellow bird, and my cheeks were already cold. The exhaled white breath was very conspicuous, elongated like a beacon smoke.

I almost wanted to pounce on it, one by one, holding down the snow.

It's just that what I touched was a piece of hard bang.

Ah Rong was lying face to the sky, his face was pale, his muscles were like stones, and he looked like he had been dead for many days. It's just that there are no corpse spots yet, his eyes are closed, and there are red marks in the corners of his eyes.

The little yellow bird retracted his hand suddenly, and then saw Ah Rong open his eyes, and his originally pure black eyes seemed to be stained with blood. Only blood red remains, and the iris is like a lotus flower unfolding, and it looks bewitching inexplicably between the circulation, but he is obviously unconscious. Hair was a little curly and stained with a little snow.

He tried to stand up, but I was quickly pushed down by me and the bird, and I decided that if he tried to struggle, we would never be able to stop him. How much muzzle velocity do you have to fly this far? You're not doing gravity for the acceleration thing, are you?

"I'll tell you, if you're still awake, give me an honest back, he doesn't know how sad it is." I preached word by word.

"It's just, I can't stand it!" Little yellow bird grinds its teeth. Staring at Ah Rong with great dissatisfaction.

Ah Rong shook his head with difficulty, paused, and shook his head again. Looking at his expression, he looks like a savior who carries all the disasters of the world on his back.

"Who do you think is rare for you, little strawberry is our person! You bully him so much, Lao Tzu doesn't agree! I stared at him fiercely, increasing the force in my hand.

Ah Rong was a little anxious and waved his hand. Is the corpse insect in the brain, how do you feel that your intelligence has decreased? I suddenly had the feeling that I was bullying a small animal. Looking at the aggrieved expression on his pale face, I really wanted to lose my worldview.

Could it be that he ran just now because of instinct....... explained this, and the small theater in my brain shattered to the ground.

"Who!" The little bird pulled the safety and swept around vigilantly. A vast white patch, look at the snow blind.

A neat group of people walked out neatly with guns in hand, as if they had grown out of the snow. The clothes are quite neat, blue and white. Marine corps?

In comparison, the bird and I were like picking up rags. His hair was messy and his clothes were dirty. Are you still called a woman?

I put my hair up on my sideburns, plugged the headset into my hair, and pressed the alarm. The heart is like a drum.

In this case, if they want Ah Rong, we will most likely be shot immediately. Two people against a ten-man squad with loaded guns? I haven't tried, these people are definitely not those rookies who can be solved, and maybe in comparison, those of us who have not graduated are rookies.

I just hope that they are chasing zombies to protect the rights and interests of citizens, and I think it's ridiculous.

There was once a village where 100 people, dozens of dogs, and all the livestock disappeared overnight because of the discovery of something that should not have been discovered.

The bird was already with a gun in his hand, and there was no way to pretend to be an innocent person. Look at others, and then look at yourself, I really feel like a water dog. That's the price of choosing to venture out on your own. That's what freedom comes in. You may not get the best, but you must do what you want, or the freedom you have earned so hard will be squandered.

In the last few years, the peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing was like this. All people can't find the life they want. You will feel the scenery of the people in the army. They do feel that the outside world is more free.

Everyone wants to live a life that others feel good about, but they forget to think about their own feelings.

But life is not for others to see, just like people drink water, they know their own warmth and coldness.

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