Death......

The night of red blood, the abundance is not stopped.

Fate often deliberately lowers its voice to warn beforehand, so people always fail to find out before the doom comes.

A torn feast, a farewell in the greenhouse...... Miss sunny days.

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As if the switch from a man's unthinking rejection of a strange invitation to the painful expression of losing his liking for a woman was as unexpected as the moment he had just switched, the scene in front of him once again caught the viewer off guard.

Like a trap.

The way it gets out of control seems to be able to make a frantic roar, but it still plays in order.

However, even if the way of being projected in front of us seems to have ulterior motives, the fear that has no physical form but has the power to shake people's hearts cannot be denied.

yes, like fear, no matter how sharp the edges may be, or how miserably smoothed, its shape will not be cast away until the end of the world.

didn't see everything, and for Gu Xiaoxiao, he could only silently piece together these messy fragments.

Such a move may blur the focus, and at the same time blur who is standing in the right place, but Gu Xiaoxiao feels that being in such an angle is an advantage - she wants to avoid intimacy and alienation, and she hopes that she can be pure when she looks at the world.

This is especially the ...... someone else's world.

So, is this another escape?

No, that's the only thing she didn't want to hear.

The door of the greenhouse was suddenly opened, and for the first time it was not treated with tenderness or pride or appetizing, and the moment it was opened, it only felt like everything had changed, including the speed at which the air molecules seemed to be fleeing in a hurry, and the smell decay index that disgusted the sense of smell.

Before he was fully dressed, Arnold threw Jarvis into the greenhouse.

"Don't fight with me anymore!" Although this time it was a hoarse roar more than any other, but it was no longer as calm as before it was dressed in glory.

"Arnold, let's run away together!" Although his hips hurt terribly, Jarvis was only trying to hold himself up on the slippery ground.

"Nope."

"Arnold!"

"Yárvis, are you my friend?" Suddenly approaching, the light in both eyes seemed to be confined in a prison cell.

"Not your average friend." Fingers clenched at something, "Arnold never makes ordinary friends. ”

"......" Arnold hooked the corners of his mouth, did not show a particularly moved expression, thinking that such an expression was not suitable for him, but directly reached out and put it on his shoulder and pressed it heavily, and then suddenly pushed the man whose heart was pounding backwards, and the man really lost his balance again and fell backwards, taking advantage of the fact that he fell so much that he didn't have time to react to the next step, Arnold suddenly left him, walked out of the door and closed the door of the greenhouse hard-!

"Damn...... Arnold! Jarvis clutched the back of his head, unable to get up from the ground for a moment.

But even though he knew that his physical fitness had always been worse than the average person, he didn't intend to waste his time recovering his strength, which could only be regarded as insignificant at the moment.

"Yárvis, I beg of you for one thing."

Arnold's voice from the fragile side of the door seemed to have only a cloak of calm, but it was particularly shocking to him, because in Jarvis's memory, the man had never really begged anyone, and this need did not belong to his world at all.

"......" Jarvis couldn't make a sound, it was strange, he had just drunk a large glass of white wine ten minutes earlier.

10 minutes ago...... But now, ten minutes later, why is there such a big difference?

Are they going to die?

He was not afraid, but when he heard Arnold say this—begging him—he was afraid.

I used to think that they were the best combination, a strongest wrestler and the most discerning agent, not that he boasted, the two names together achieved more abundant than if they were taken apart, which is obvious to everyone here in Colossae.

And more importantly, in his heart, this side-by-side model of one tall, one short, one strong and one weak is no longer a comical contrast, but a kind of harmony.

Although he has always lacked confidence in such a concept, he does not know if Arnold has the same mood and thoughts as himself.

When he lacks a sense of security, he will naturally have a lot of worry and panic, but he never thought that one day he would face such a dangerous situation of life and death together, and now, when he has not been able to calm down, he has chosen to protect him.

It's very strange, if there is something to worry about, I can't rest assured...... Then you shouldn't ask him, because everyone can see that Arnold has more protective power than himself, but the man still makes such a choice, not only because of trusting him, but also because of the bond.

For a long time...... It's been a long time -- it's not just me who cares......

"Please, Jarvis, help me protect them."

He knew what he was referring to—Jarvis looked up at the dark green figures still bathed in silence.

At such times, he still wanted to protect them, the plants left by little Judy, but he did not like the choice he had made, and more willfulness than any previous time made him want to swear, and it was difficult to control the delusion of taking off his suit jacket and throwing it on his head.

"Can't we run away together?"

"The front door and the back door must be her people."

"There's no room for maneuvering?"

"I'm not going to compromise." word by word, as if enduring something.

Yalvis raised the decibels, "I mean 'revolt'!" ”

"No, I can't beat her." It's too calm, as if all the reason that has not been shown before is spouting into this sentence at this moment, but it makes people feel an inexplicable and ethereal fear.

Jarvis's eyes widened, he couldn't imagine that the words came from Arnold's mouth, and he couldn't imagine the expression on Arnold's face when he said such a thing - he was a wrestling champion!

Jarves' proudest wrestling champion!

"What are you talking about?! Arnold, you're ......."

"Bang!"

Jarves' angry shouts were interrupted by a shattering sound that represented the rhythm of destruction, and Arnold's body flew in with the fragments of the greenhouse door.

"He's right, because he can't touch me."

Sneering and laughing, gloomy and stubborn, whether it was Yalvis, or Gu Xiaoxiao and Qi Jue, they were all thinking in their hearts: never, it seems that they will never forget this voice.

****

Today is a day at home cleaning, a long time has not been a good help to pull out the hemp to do housework, maybe it is hot in the summer, all of a sudden I feel so tired, but stick to do all the work, and will feel very comfortable, hehe, is today to eat two ice cream in one go, the stomach began to dance ballet again - everyone don't learn from the students! (To be continued.) )