One person can't draw a trick.

So, what I did was actually a trick for myself, but I didn't realize it.

It is useless to wait until you have suffered from it and regret it.

…………

The red-haired man's obsession was unexpected, and the day after that night, he disappeared; To be exact, I lost contact.

And this long chase battle with no way back also kicked off by accident.

****

"Take a break."

"Stand upright."

"Look to the right."

"Look ahead."

"Count!"

“1！ 2！ 3！ 4！ ……”

The bold and reckless man who always makes the group of old "beautiful men" around me poor in donkey skills has returned, but compared with before, there are some things that have changed. I cover up the ups and downs of my days with an attitude of passing by without a trace, and everyone knows nothing about it anyway, so why do I have to show them thoroughly?

However, they think they are infallible to the point of being leakless, but in fact, in the eyes of those seemingly simple shrewd, these are just child's tricks similar to playing house, and the bluff is suddenly self-defeating under the simple chasing after the wind, but fortunately, they are not boring ruins.

"Hey, do you feel ...... The eldest sister's head seems to be different from before? Michelangelo, who was standing in the line, slightly touched the man standing to his left with his elbow,

"I don't call hey, I have a name." Picasso didn't turn his head to look back at him, just his lips and teeth closed indifferently.

Michelangelo pursed his lips, although he wanted to take into account the "politeness" he had just received from his juniors, but he still held back, "Is there any?" ”

Picasso sighed and nodded.

"Yes! I just had a 蝧hì嫫妫墒 pry Huan Shake! Pump Zhuo Shu (17) Yu Yu Shao stepped on the gray Huan Bei G, the abduction of the frustrated male ∑ and the Yu Yu Q

Picasso spat out a silent tone, completely unmoved by the fact that it was so obvious and should have developed as such.

The number continued, and Michelangelo was quiet for a while, but he couldn't help but speak again.

"Hey, I always think that the eldest sister's head is so reborn must be because of men! What do you think? ”

Once again, being accosted by a chattering old man, and risking being discovered by the eldest sister, poor Picasso felt that he was unlucky.

still nodded, so that even if he was discovered, he could be said to be dozing off, and as long as he didn't make a sound, he should be fine.

However, for a guy who is born to mess around, it would really hurt his dignity if you didn't respond, let alone Michelangelo, whose dignity was higher than the sky!

"I said, I think the eldest sister is in love......"

I didn't listen, but I nodded in affirmation.

"I say! I think the eldest sister is perverted! ”

"I think so too!" Picasso couldn't resist it, and finally shouted, only to find that the atmosphere around him changed at the moment when the words fell.

Ay? Looking to the left, the left half of the colleagues twitched the corners of their mouths.

Looking to the right, the colleagues on the right half covered their mouths and smiled.

Looking back, the snow leopard, which happened to be standing behind him, seemed to be mourning.

Look ahead, facing the invincible evil smile of the eldest sister's head.

Feeling that he was going to become the hero of a disaster movie in the next second, he soaked his clothes in a cold sweat, trembling and constantly calculating the estimation of the lethality of the eldest sister's head in his brain, but his brain short-circuited in the next second.

"Oh, how can you think that!" Michelangelo, who was beside him, tried to pretend to be shocked, but there was something strange in his ears.

This guy was definitely gloating, and everyone present suddenly shared a telepathy.

I hooked the corners of my mouth, walked up to the pale Picasso, reached out and pinched this very familiar white face, and squeezed it hard, "Five! Four! Three! Two! One! ”

The red fluttering mark seemed to be smeared with rouge, and it didn't take a complicated, esoteric, fancy method to make a man or even a group of men fall under the whim of my queenly breath, and of course someone ignored it.

There was a subtle moment in the hall, and then a man was about to "giggle" and laugh.

You don't have to look to know who it is," Azario. ”

"You go on, go on." The man seemed to apologize, but he was visibly smiling more and more outrageously.

I threw him a roll of the eye, thinking I would be able to restrain him, but Bruce was trying to learn from his master.

Helplessly, they disbanded and announced that they could end early, and I didn't expect to let go of a certain criminal behind it.

However, it was clear that Michelangelo was overjoyed and walked behind him with Da. Finch sighed deeply, it seemed that this Picasso had been a scapegoat, and the "lamb" was wilting like a cabbage that had been spent overnight for the next few days, and it seemed that it was in dire need of sunlight......

The men poured out of the halls of my palace, and the overlapping laughter that meant to fan the flames came to an abrupt end at this moment, as if they would look at the eyes.

"Why did you let them go?"

"The whole team is over, do you still want to leave them for tea?"

"Report ......"

"It's over." I'm a little puzzled, this is the first time this man has been so concerned about the matter of gathering, except for sometimes making trouble, sometimes giving orders to tease them as he wants, he has never been so serious,

"One less person!" Azario's whole body was lying on the blue-purple couch, and he conjured a lace-trimmed and hyacinth-embroidered pillow and placed it under his head, while Bruce opened his mouth wide, and in the rose-purple glow, a long pillow of the same tone appeared, which yawned and leaned on.

I narrowed my eyes, then brushed my hair casually, turned around and sat down on the single couch opposite.

"It's no less......" has no shame, no sorrow and no joy.

"Don't sue me, you've forgotten some red-haired madman......"

"It's Van Gogh!" The correction blurted out embarrassed me.

Azario propped his head and looked at me, but in a very playful tone, "You're not going to him?" ”

"He's painting, so I'd better not disturb him."

"Why, when did you start forgiving him?"

"What forgives or not, I ......" clenched his fists.

"In the past, did you treat them like this?"

It was like bright blue and fluorescent orange colliding in the middle of the night, and my heart was turned upside down by this light temptation, and I felt that something was flowing into the world below the surface.

"No, why did he let me go to him all day!"

Standing up suddenly, I pushed open the door with my eyelids on my back and walked in the direction of Van Gogh's bedroom, shouting loudly to fix him.

****

I closed my eyes and tried to kick the door but it was empty, and I remembered that I had scrapped his door before.

Why didn't you think about re-opening the door for him?

I'm really off the line! There's no girl's delicacy at all, so it's going to be changed......

Looking around, my heart instantly tightened.

No one! I thought he was painting in his bedroom, but I just thought.

I didn't think that I would not find him one day, I Shi Shiran laughed, it was time to run outside to paint alone.

Reassuring myself, I reluctantly went back to my bedroom with such thoughts.

I tossed and turned several times on the bed, and when the sheep were all counted and forgotten, I decided to put on my night suit and go to him.

The empty room, which was supposed to be occupied by two people, was inhabited only by Van Gogh; And now, there is not even one left.

Since then, I have known that everything I know about the past has become beyond my strength, and before I can understand the causes and consequences, the ups and downs, it has become an unsolvable mystery for the ages.

Were you scared away by my old suspicions?

In fact, my so-called farewell is just a medium for me to re-examine the sins I committed against my parents, but you laughed at me in such a heartless way, and I really couldn't repay it.

Maybe I'm irrelevant to you all the time.

****

"Big sister, what you just said...... Want to play hide and seek? "Reach. Finch was unusually vague.

"That's right." I raised my hand and tied my waist-length black iron hair into a bundle with a black ribbon, "I'll be the 'ghost'." ”

"Why?" Everyone looked at each other, "Is it serious?" ”

Michelangelo grinned, the line of his jaw was like a wave, "Being a 'ghost' is the most boring, it's fun to hide around!" Are you sure? I won't regret it! ”

Picasso towered gloomily over his face, and he wanted nothing more than to be in the air for Michelangelo, the only one in the audience.

"Well, I've always been a man of words."

patted his chest, and then shouted and turned his back to the side to count down, although the old "flower boys" were still a little skeptical, but when they saw me counting so seriously, they naturally fled outside to hide everywhere.

“…… 97、98、99、100！ ”

I ran out of the palace, trampling on the dust carefree, my impermeable black clothes sticking to my body with sweat but not stopping my heartiness.

Only I know what I am doing this ridiculous act for, and it is just a valid reason to "find you myself"!

"Van Gogh!"

"Van Gogh!"

"Vincent!"

"Vincent......

I miss you to the point of madness, one day, can a pseudo-madman find a madman?

Whimpering and not knowing the proportions, maybe never meet in life, but tears become barren in dreams and deaths all the way, silent and not sleepy, unrequited love is not humble, this is a pseudo-madman yearning for the world, where another madman lives.

Time peels away, but I can't see the wind injury that should have died.

I heard someone calling me, calling "Aso" over and over again, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the pale eyes, purple sparse, like irises in the moonlight that night, at that moment, the world can go anywhere, you and I are exceptionally clear. R1152