The crisp sound of birds drifted into Yuan Ruolan's ears through the cracks in the curtains, the sunlight outside the window was quiet, and most of the patients were still indulging in bizarre dreams at the moment. If she could www.biquge.info she wanted to wake up like this every day, without worrying about what strange things would happen in the next moment, or put herself in danger, or bring danger to others. But obviously, the appearance of Zhu Xuanxi broke all this.

"You're too unfriendly to see my expression." Zhu Xuanxi handed her a pancake, "I still want to bring you something delicious." ”

Yuan Ruolan unceremoniously took the morning, "I'll add some blood sugar first." "When I take a bite, the soft egg and the tough dough are perfectly matched." Say, what's going on again. ”

Zhu Xuanxi paused, "Nothing." ”

"And what are you doing here?" The pancakes are already half less in the blink of an eye.

"Hey!" Zhu Xuanxi snatched the remaining half, "I gave it to you." ”

"You pay me back!" Yuan Ruolan was going to grab the bed when she got out of bed, and in her cognition, food was always bigger than the sky.

The two of them chased me in the room, and in the chaos, Yuan Ruolan threw Zhu Xuanxi down on the table, and the pancakes were close in front of her, but unfortunately her hands were too short to reach, and Zhu Xuanxi restrained her hands and feet and twisted them together.

Ouyang Zai woke up in the noise, rubbed his sleepy eyes, followed the fragrance of pancakes to the table, sat down to reap the benefits of the fisherman, took the pancakes and ate them.

"Ahh Bastard! ”

The room was full of Yuan Ruolan's screams.

Zhu Xuanxi let go of her, sat on the table and gasped, inadvertently touched the list on the table, picked it up and looked at it, with a suspicious expression.

Yuan Ruolan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and then said lightly: "It's the list of victims." ”

The atmosphere immediately dropped to freezing, and Zhu Xuanxi turned to look at Ouyang Zheng, he didn't feel any discomfort, as if he was a little at home.

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Mocking Wind was woken up by an eager knock at the door, and he came to the door in a daze, and asked angrily:

"Who!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"If you don't speak, I won't open the door!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Ahh He let out a loud cry and slammed the door open.

A person dressed in black appeared at the door, his facial features hidden behind a peaked cap, and asked in a hoarse and unnatural voice, "Ai Luoyan's family?" ”

Mocking Wind looked at him with disdain, and it took a long time to let out a "hmm" with his nose.

The man shoved a box into his hand, and when his hand touched the mocking wind, he suddenly felt a biting cold, much lower than the ice in winter. The box in the palm of the palm is glowing with a frosted black light, there is no pattern, and the simple one can't be simpler, and there is not even a snap button. He reached out to open it, and the cold hit again, this time through his body, freezing his knuckles white and unable to bend. The arm stiffened, unable to reach forward, until he gave up the desire to open it, and the cold magically vanished.

He wanted to ask what the hell the man had given him, but when he looked up, the door was empty, and when he turned to enter the room, he saw the black clothes and pants on the floor, which were the ones that the visitor was wearing.

Undressing and running naked? He was surprised.

Then he crouched down and picked up his clothes to take a look, and a four-legged reptile "slit" to the safety exit, so fast that he only caught its green tail.

"Evasion." Elo appeared silently behind him, so frightened that he threw the black box in his hand and got out of the way.

Elo kicked his ass, "Pick it up." ”

"You!" Mocking Wind got up and wanted to reason with him, but the other party had already entered.

He half-pushed, half-on-the-spot picked up the box and threw it into Eloyan's arms, gloating to see him frozen into a popsicle as well.

Iroh called out "Fly", and his pet monitor lizard obediently climbed onto his knees, its tail gently sweeping over the box.

Bang Bang -

The box opened.

The inside was as dark as it looked, like a hole that could suck everything in. Mocking Wind stared at the box carefully, but it hadn't changed since it was opened, there was no treasure, it didn't suck people away, it didn't jump out of anything more weird, it just stayed quietly in Eloyan's hands.

Looking at Eloyan again, there was a rare smile on his face, revealing a gloomy aura, just like the skeletal clock dial on the wall. Mocking Feng didn't know what to do, he raised his hand to push him, but his body collapsed on the sofa, and then he sniffed, but he couldn't breathe......

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At the memorial service, mourning music was played, the family of the deceased gave speeches, and the mourning was attended by relatives, friends, and colleagues who may not have crossed paths much...... For the deep or shallow friendship together, everyone fell into sadness, and no one paid attention to the man and woman who suddenly came in outside the door.

The man whispered, "What ...... are you?"

The woman's fingers were put in her lips to silence, and the man stopped talking, and the two followed everyone through the process. Speeches by family members, speeches by company representatives, and collective condolences ...... When the body said goodbye, the woman bowed deeply to the coffin three times, and the people around thought it was a friend of the deceased for a while, and made a few tears low.

Crematorium staff whispered reminders that the time was almost up, that the door had been opened, and that outside was the next wave of people who needed a memorial service. The people in the house had to speed up their pace, and when the body was pushed away, the sound of family members crying resounded in the sky, but no matter how they shouted, the staff who pushed away the body still did not slow down, and pushed it straight to the cremation place in the back hall.

Then the crowd dispersed and gathered, and the song dispersed and played again, only with a different "protagonist".

Walking out of the memorial hall, Zhu Xuanxi finally asked the sentence that had been held back for a long time:

"You've been doing this all this time?"

Yuan Ruolan nodded, "Hmm." ”

Every time she attended a memorial service for those who had been killed, her memories were clearer, and although she still couldn't remember their faces, she remembered how she killed them. Some are very simple, some are cruel, and she can only use this method to recover her lost memories, or find a way to be relieved - to send them on their last journey.

"Does it make sense?" Zhu Xuanxi couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Ruolan thought for a moment, "I don't know. Then he smiled at the "crackling" "salute" behind him, "At least it can reduce a little guilt." ”

Zhu Xuanxi lowered his head, the "human touch" that has become more and more indifferent in the past hundred years, and the increasingly heavy copper smell in the funeral have disgusted him.

What kind of struggle did she go through to crawl out of her grief and have the courage to face it all? He still has to talk for hundreds of years to control his emotions in the face of this, but he can't get used to it.

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On the bus on the way back, Yuan Ruolan kept staring at the white chrysanthemum brought back from the funeral, and Zhu Xuanxi was eager to say something to ease the atmosphere.

"By the way, why didn't you ask me about the dryad?"

Yuan Ruolan hesitated for a moment, "I don't have a mind." ”

He didn't know she knew it all. (To be continued.) )