Can't find it.

Can't find ......

I just can't find it!

It's so ironic that the pug couldn't help but blink several times in succession, and the hot and humid breath made his eyes feel sour.

It's a really annoying feeling, and whether it's a human being or a dog, it's really disgusted by this kind of powerless and painful confusion.

Why is there no smell of her in the air?

It used to find her just by sniffing.

Although the act of relying on natural conditions violates its own beliefs and rules, the effect is very much in line with its unspeakable intentions.

"Hey, are you sure you really don't need my help?" Accompanied by a nonchalant voice, Brad, who is a human spirit? Dracula suddenly appeared from a void in front of the pug's eyes, blocking the way.

Why is this man still dwelling on things that he shouldn't be patient with as he used to be?

The pug stared at Brad, and a dog and a spirit stood motionless against each other for more than a minute.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and by the time it came back to its senses, it could no longer see the figure of a normal human when it looked around.

Without warning, the yellow light bulbs made almost inaudible, rubbing sounds, and the darkness and light flickered alternately, hitting the pug's face flickering and dimming, and the wrinkles on the face looked like thorn bushes growing haphazardly, and like neatly arranged scars, so dark that they seemed to be able to block the moonlight, or it should be said to be able to block the light. And it doesn't want to show its heart.

"It's time like this, don't you come to my limits again, okay?" He took a deep breath before exhaling, but the pug seemed to be trying to suppress some emotion.

"At a time like this? Which? "Brad? Dracula continues to laugh like a mixture of ignorance and scoundrel, but deliberately, but admittedly, it is in his nature.

"I just want to find her right now."

"Maybe someone was chasing her from behind, so she hid."

This does not seem to be speculation.

The pug's eyes widened, his voice quickly raised, and his sanity, "You see?" ”

I thought my performance would be a threat. But Brad? Dracula laughed. "Hey, you're done." After that, his eyes were ambiguous, and the smile deepened and spread into his eyes.

“…… If you don't want to say it, forget it. ”

Not very happy that his heart was seen through, the starling shook his head. He turned around and tried to leave.

"What a cautious eye! But so. I said repair......"

"Do what?" Pugs are not too happy to whisper. It seems to come out casually, but it is full of complaints that you want to make but can't say.

"You, once in a while, try to rely on others!"

"I want you to take care of it, nosy uncle!"

"Dependence is not exactly the same as trust. But in this world, it is absolutely impossible for one person to win. ”

Stopped, the pug turned his head, solemn and dazed, as if he had been suffering from a desperate feeling of fasting.

"You are speaking from experience?"

"......" Brad? Dracula paused and smiled brightly again, "It can also be said to be a bluff." ”

"Ahh

"Don't be too anxious, Xiu."

"But he's in too much of a hurry."

****

Look back at the forests of the Southern Annex, the glass houses of pomegranate flowers.

"Seriously? Of course I'm serious! When have you ever seen me messing around with you!? As he spoke, the ancient mirror began to lean on Fang Xu's body again, and I have to say that this habit would evolve into a rather tricky problem in the future, and it would also cause even more difficult confusion.

Boss, you look like you've been joking around the whole time......

"Maybe it's too early." Pomegranate continues to smile without smiling.

"Isn't it early? It's time to go to bed. The more Gu Jing spoke, the more sleepy he felt, he rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to look at the man beside him who was almost the same height as himself, "Yes! A-Xu! ”

"Can't find it.

Can't find ......

I just can't find it!

It's so ironic that the pug couldn't help but blink several times in succession, and the hot and humid breath made his eyes feel sour.

It's a really annoying feeling, and whether it's a human being or a dog, it's really disgusted by this kind of powerless and painful confusion.

Why is there no smell of her in the air?

It used to find her just by sniffing.

Although the act of relying on natural conditions violates its own beliefs and rules, the effect is very much in line with its unspeakable intentions.

"Hey, are you sure you really don't need my help?" Accompanied by a nonchalant voice, Brad, who is a human spirit? Dracula suddenly appeared from a void in front of the pug's eyes, blocking the way.

Why is this man still dwelling on things that he shouldn't be patient with as he used to be?

The pug stared at Brad, and a dog and a spirit stood motionless against each other for more than a minute.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and by the time it came back to its senses, it could no longer see the figure of a normal human when it looked around.

Without warning, the yellow light bulb made an almost inaudible, frictional sound, and the darkness and light flickered alternately, hitting the pug's face flickering and darkening, and the wrinkles on the face looked like thorn bushes growing indiscriminately, and like neatly arranged scars, so dark that they seemed to be able to block the moonlight, it should be said to be able to block the light, and it was unwilling to reveal its heart.

"It's time like this, don't you come to my limits again, okay?" He took a deep breath before exhaling, but the pug seemed to be trying to suppress some emotion.

"At a time like this? Which? "Brad? Dracula continues to laugh like a mixture of ignorance and scoundrel, but deliberately, but admittedly, it is in his nature.

"I just want to find her right now."

"Maybe someone was chasing her from behind, so she hid."

This does not seem to be speculation.

The pug's eyes widened, his voice quickly raised, and his sanity, "You see?" ”

Thought his performance would be a threat, but Brad? Dracula laughed, "Hey, you're done." After that, his eyes were ambiguous, and the smile deepened and spread into his eyes.

“…… If you don't want to say it, forget it. ”

Not very happy that his heart was seen through, the starling shook his head and turned around to leave.

"What a cautious eye! However, I said that it ...... repair" (to be continued.) )