No.034
The night view of Zhuqing City fascinated Maier, but he quickly took his heart back, and he knew exactly what he was coming to the lighthouse for.
"Okay, just let me feel it." Mel closed her eyes, and the purple light on her body poked around, as if searching for something.
"Hmm!"
As if he had discovered something, his eyes opened suddenly, only to see a pale green air blade flying towards him through the hidden darkness of the night, and when he found it, it was already close at hand.
"Snort~"
As a last resort, Maier could only reach out to block the air blade, although it was blocking the air blade, but the sharpness of the air blade also caught him by surprise, and actually cut the purple light on his body, leaving a deep wound on his right arm.
The blade was full of murderous intent, and Mel's right arm hung low, scarlet blood gurgling.
Mel didn't even have the idea of taking a second look, he jumped directly from the top of the TV tower, he was not an idiot, standing in such a conspicuous position could only be used as a target and beaten in vain.
Looking at his bleeding right arm, Mel gritted his teeth, knowing that tonight was destined to be a rough night.
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On the edge of the lake, the wagtail leans backwards, then tilts its head up, and if you are not careful, it will be planted into a pool.
"Hey!" The Tibetan antelope is not good to pull her, "I won't save you if you fall, I can't swim." β
"There still aren't a single star." The owl muttered.
"Stars?" The Tibetan antelope was a little crying and laughing, this beautiful girl was still struggling with things without stars.
"Yes, I want to see the stars, today is my birthday, and I can't even fulfill such a small wish." There was a complaint in the duck's tone, "This is Miss Ben's birthday in exchange for being a year older, isn't it too hasty to pass it like this." β
The Tibetan antelope was speechless, and he found that he couldn't figure out the thoughts of the girl in front of him. He was thirteen years old, and he had a beautiful blank slate, but only a hair deep.
"Have you ever heard of Guiru?" The wagtail stared at the waterfall that drooped down.
"That is to say, there is such a place in the sea, and when you get there, the bottom of the sea disappears, and the sea water flows there into a huge waterfall, with a drop of tens of thousands of miles, and if people fall, they will never reach the bottom, and they will starve to death when they fall......" Her voice was very soft, "The soul slowly rises like green smoke, and floats home by the stars to guide the way." β
"But people who can see this kind of scene think it's in vain." The wreaves are always at a turn of God, and their out-of-the-box thinking makes it impossible for the Tibetan antelope to keep up, "If only one day I could see it." β
Tibetan Antelope stared, if the Tibetan Antelope's brain is now compared to a computer, it may have been shut down and restarted countless times.
"Okay, okay, I'm kidding." Looking at the expression of the Tibetan antelope, she couldn't help but want to laugh, she shrugged, "My life is still very long, how can I die just to see a wonder?" β
"By the way, thank you for everything you did in Dusk Cloud Town, without you, I might not be able to get out of Dusk Cloud Town." It's another god-like turn, and the logic of the wreath's thinking is really imaginative.
The Tibetan antelope's heart moved, and he lowered his head to look at his feet soaked in the spring water, it turned out that he was joking, it was really hard to understand what this girl was thinking.
"Don't act like I've done something amazing, you're so smart, you can think about everything clearly, and you can do everything yourself." The Tibetan antelope smiled and said, "Maybe I'll have to ask you for help in the future." β
"You can do me a favor right now."
"Huh?"
"Give me a birthday present." He said lightly, "Birthdays always need gifts, so you will feel valued." β
"I ...... I didn't prepare......" The Tibetan antelope was so anxious that his head immediately sweated.
"Then it depends on your strain." Wagtail stall stall hand.
"Actually, I've never given a birthday present to anyone." The Tibetan antelope scratched his head, and he silently thought in his heart, "Xiao Wen shouldn't count that time." β
"There's always a first time." The wagtail squinted and laughed.
"Forehead......" The Tibetan antelope didn't know how to answer again, he was always passive in front of this girl.
"Alright, alright, don't embarrass you." The wedge said, "Tell me about your past." β
"Then it's fair that you have to say it if I say it."
"Well," thought for a moment, "I'll say it for your birthday." β
"Good! Deal! β
That night, the Tibetan antelope did not remember how long he had been talking, from himself to the shrine, from the shrine to the heart sacrifice, from the hot feet to the cold feet, and finally it was a little shivering.
At the end of the conversation, the Tibetan antelope suddenly realized that it was only him talking, but I don't know if the bird was listening, her eyes sometimes fell on her mobile phone, sometimes looking at infinity away.
"Alright, let's go." The Wagtail glanced at his watch and put his phone away.
"yes, okay." The Tibetan antelope also stood up and patted his buttocks, "Are you waiting for someone to call you?" β
The wedge was stunned for a moment, squinted and smiled: "Yes, I'm waiting for someone to give me a gift." β
"Is it family?"
"Not family."
"And who are you waiting for?"
"I won't tell you."
"You're tsundere."
"What's so tsundere about giving gifts to girls on their birthdays?" The duck jumped up, "I'm really waiting for someone to give a gift." β
Wagtail walked ahead with her sock in hand, humming softly to the unknown tune she had hummed earlier.
The Tibetan antelope followed step by step, and in front of it was a snow-bright flashlight lamp.
"Have you ever received a birthday present?" The duck asked nonchalantly.
"Rogered." Zangling thought about it, when his father was still there, he would give him a small gift on his birthday, and occasionally a gift from a friend, such as a pen in return for the signed photo.
"I haven't received it." θ¨Έθ¨οΏ½οΏ½
"Won't it?" The Tibetan antelope did not believe it.
"Because I was very tough when I was a child, I didn't want to celebrate my birthday, thinking that I would get old." The Wagtail stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, "Later, I realized that no matter if you don't have a birthday, your time is always passing, and if you don't have a birthday, no one will give you a gift, in fact, you still want a gift in your heart...... It's just too awkward to say it."
"What about your family?"
"They, naturally, depend on me, I can't say it, only my sister stubbornly sends me gifts every year." When he talked about his sister, a smile appeared on his face again.
The Tibetan antelope was in a trance, and at this moment, in his eyes, this majestic girl named Shengong Zhiyu suddenly became very, very lonely, lonely and slender girl.
He glanced at the watch on his wrist, and it was just after eleven fifty-nine in the evening, and it was the next day.
"I should have done what I had given to Lucario." The Tibetan antelope muttered softly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "This should be a birthday present, although it is just a whim of mine." β