Gu Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, not only because this heartfelt disgust was without warning, but because when facing Luo Lili, Xiaoxiao had already practiced the "peerless martial arts" of "putting on the armor first, and then going to the battlefield", but after getting a slap from Luo Lili not long ago, she suddenly had a good impression of this woman, or even a little unbelievable, for a very simple reason - this kind of kindness from maturity was incompatible with the eldest lady she knew before in terms of style.

"Do you really not understand or do you not understand?" Luo Lili crossed her arms, and there was only indifference and contempt in her blue eyes, as if the cold wind crossed the surface of the coffin - the wind passed without a trace, but it really walked through.

Gu Xiaoxiao felt a little hairy on her back, she didn't know what was wrong with her, at this moment she felt that the people who had the deepest impact on her were the three people who were not far behind her, she had never cared so much about other people's opinions before, even if she had always been regarded as a "freak" by her classmates, she had never cared so much about the eyes of others.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Xiao asked with a shudder, she could clearly perceive that her back was in a completely empty state, and even the only thin air was deprived of nothing.

"I don't care if your 'childlike innocence' is contrived or your instinct to survive, but I think it's really ridiculous to make men feel flattered and so ignorant."

After Luo Lili finished saying such a paragraph without breathing, she left Gu Xiaoxiao alone with a dumb face. She didn't even glance at the body she hated so much, as if the human spirit that had appeared to hinder her for no reason was a meaningless passer-by to her.

Gu Xiaoxiao shouldn't feel heartache. But at this moment, the breeze that pierced her eardrums combined with the coquettish sound that had just melted into it shook every nerve in her.

The so-called "pretending to be unconcerned about oneself" turned out to be nothing.

This may be a bit contrary to the ideal of human nature, but she finds that even the most heinous crimes are powerless.

Because she didn't believe anyone could do that, after experiencing life and death, she could still feel the rhythmic vibration of her already empty left chest.

And those who are hateful, or hurt, or confused, or pretentious, all leave unspeakable slow motion along the slowly dragging lifeline.

She is a little poor in donkey skills, but she is unwilling to be slaughtered.

****

You're playing her soulmate perfectly before my eyes, but I'm lucky enough to see your "soul" clamoring for silence, not because you don't want to say "enough is enough" to you, but because the "intimacy" between you two has blinded me.

Gu Xiaoxiao and his party followed Van Gogh on foot until evening. They had just arrived at the London suburbs that Van Gogh was familiar with.

Watching Van Gogh take care of the fatigue of the long journey. Shaking his spirits, he ran straight towards Miss Ursula's house, and Gu Xiaoxiao felt very uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's because of Luo Lili's words, Xiaoxiao didn't take the initiative to speak to Alpha and Michelangelo.

Luo Lili pointed directly at the "man" in her words, so is it that as long as she keeps her distance from the "man", she can be regarded as keeping her duty?

She didn't want to obey Luo Lili's wishes. Rather, he felt that this was the only way to avoid her verbal attacks.

That thought of closing yourself off is back. Little doesn't know...... In fact, Alpha saw it all.

In fact, it was the saddest thing for Alpha. It was Xiaoxiao who acquiesced to Luo Lili's words, and she denied her own way of living, that is, she denied herself.

I pretended not to know at the moment. Is it just the preservation of your dignity?

Actually, I want you to figure it out for yourself.

"I'm curious what Van Gogh will say to the woman this time to keep her." Michelangelo took the initiative to speak to Gu Xiaoxiao, he didn't know the little strangeness, so he tried to look forward to the little accompaniment with his own peaceful attitude.

Sometimes, different men do have a tacit understanding of fate on the same issue.

It's not, I'm sure.

However, Gu Xiaoxiao still disappointed Michelangelo, this is not the worst, the worst thing is that there is more than one person who disappointed him.

Van Gogh stood outside Ursula's house for a long time, leaning against a large tree and staring at the dim light. After a long time, the lights in Ursula's living room went out, and then the lights in her bedroom went out. The whole building was plunged into darkness, and Van Gogh reluctantly left.

Van Gogh staggered back along the Klepion Strasse, exhausted, and the five men behind him were speechless.

This guy walked on foot for so long, lived in the wilderness, and had an empty stomach, just to come and see her.

And the funniest thing is that he is still fantasizing about the woman - this qiē is only a temporary loss. He thought the red thread of happiness was wrapped around her little finger, but he didn't know that he had never gotten her.

If you never get it, how can you lose it......

****

Van Gogh transformed his mind of Ursula from a thriving art dealer's wife to a faithful wife of a blessed missionary, and almost every weekend he walked to London for a short "get".

But he found it difficult to catch Monday's class when he returned.

Just so that he could see Ursula on Monday morning on the way to church, he traveled all night on Friday and Saturday.

There was no money for food and a hotel, and the weather was warm, but with the onset of winter, he had to endure the torture of the bitter cold, and sleeping in the wild seemed more like torture.

No matter how young a body is, it will take a full time to fully recover from "trembling, hungry, and exhausted".

He constantly held on to various visions to support himself, and as he became a village assistant priest, Ursula became the wife of a village priest in his mind. Like his mother, she would assist her husband in his soft zone work, and she would cast a full eye of approval on her narrow and vulgar business life in favor of philanthropy.

This is the simple happiness he wants, but even this is nothingness.

"Isn't the reality too cruel......" This was the first time Gu Xiaoxiao spoke after being silent for a long time, but it also made the two men who wanted to wear it speechless.

Ursula's wedding date was approaching, but Van Gogh took an attitude of non-recognition. He always attributed Ursula's rejection to one of his own shortcomings, which made Michelangelo grumble from time to time.

"Gu Xiaoxiao!" Michelangelo scratched his side hair, and he felt that if he didn't wake up the "hedgehog", the animal would really be extinct from the world.

Gu Xiaoxiao was stunned, he had never seen Michelangelo so hysterical about himself, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

"I call you, Gu Xiaoxiao!" Michelangelo raised his hand into a fist and slammed it into the little head, but the "victim" unexpectedly did not cry out in pain.

"Your head is made of iron, huh? How can you still grab the sky and the earth when you are usually touched by your 'His Royal Highness the Prince'? ”

"How do you ...... Don't call me a fat woman? ”

"Huh?" Michelangelo hadn't understood what the chicken and duck had yet to understand, when he saw Gu Xiaoxiao lowering his eyes and moving his body away from him.

"Hey!" Michelangelo cried out loudly as he grabbed his little arm and forced the cold "little hedgehog" to look at him.

"What's wrong?!" Little yelled, thinking that his vexatious anger would surely make him retreat, but he unexpectedly failed.

"Get me out the door!" Michelangelo said, clutching the sides of his small, thin arms, he really couldn't care about so many details at the moment.

"Huh?"

"Wait for me outside the door." Michelangelo's face could not be refused, and he reached out and pushed Xiaoxiao out of the door. (To be continued......)