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One thought of spiders. Valletta, the crane's eyes suddenly moistened. The spider is the crown of the god of the sea. The second overseer outside Hasta who gave the chance to leave to the survivors, but Hasta is a god! Do you still need to become a god? He could leave at any time, and she was still in the manor......

Thinking of this, Xianhe felt that his tears could not be stopped, and he raised his right arm slightly and was about to wipe it with his right sleeve, when a big white hand handed over a white towel from his right side. Seeing this, the crane immediately raised the palmetto fan to cover his face, and looked sideways, it was Dongfeng Yao. Xie Bi'an.

"What are you doing here?" DONG Yao. Xie Bi'an looked at her expressionlessly and asked in a gentle tone. He wanted to put on a smiling face, but when he thought that he would laugh like no one or a ghost after he became a god, he just did.

"It's nothing," the crane turned around, reverting to his old look of rejecting people thousands of miles away. She looked at the beautiful sea of clouds with an expressionless face, and then said flatly: "Just look at the scenery." ”

DONG Yao. Xie Bi'an looked at the white side face of the crane, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Then I won't bother you." Don't wait a long time, go back early to rest. With that, he turned around and took two steps, his body flickered twice, and then left.

When the crane saw it leave, he put down the pu kui fan, closed his eyes and shook his head gently, then opened his eyes and continued to look at the beautiful sea of clouds, recalling the past events. Ever since she left "him", her heart has been closed.

The crane suddenly looked up at the blue sky, which was blue and the clouds were light and the wind was light. She subconsciously recalled the gloomy sky she had seen at Winston Manor, and couldn't help but think of an old saying:

The firmament of the sky, its positive color? Far from it?

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The crane fell into deep thought and did not notice the large rock behind the far behind, the east wind was far away. Fan Wuyi was squatting with the Soul Suppression Black Umbrella in his left hand, and his right hand was caressing the ground, frowning at the pure black muse mark on the ground, looking thoughtful.

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As soon as the doctor reached the downstairs of the female survivor's dormitory, he heard the laughter of the gardener and others:

"Wow! Really, is she really nearly thirty years old? (Forward)

"Poof! Am I going to call her Aunt Emily in the future? (Gardener)

"Hahaha, Wu Ci, for the sake of your safety, you'd better not call her Aunt ...... in front of her" (Forward)

"I thought I was the oldest in the survivor camp, but I didn't think ...... No wonder Dale has a better 'game' record than me, and sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy! (Priest)

“……”

(Doctor: **, ******!) ("▼Dish▼")

Yuyang Feng: Doctor at this time. Emily Dale was banned for over-the-top language)

Hearing this, the corners of the doctor's mouth twitched, and a "crossroads" suddenly appeared on his forehead. What does it mean to be nearly 30 years old!? It's okay to be only twenty-nine years old......

(Forward: uh...... Is that different from thirty?

The lawyer looked at the doctor who took out the giant needle and gloated with a grim expression: "Nerd, I suggest you run immediately now)

The doctor ran up the stairs in a huff, stepping two steps in a step, his mind full of "Xingshi asking for guilt", and she ignored even the perfumer who happened to go downstairs to greet her.

There was a "bang" and the door was opened. The doctor propped up the doorframe with his left hand, and the words of displeasure were written on his face, and he was about to speak, but he stopped at once: the gardener was lying on the edge of the top bunk, staring at her blankly, as if to say, "What is the matter"; The priest sat on the edge of the bunk, looking at her with a bewildered expression; The photographer sat on a chair next to her, smiling and cross-legged, and waved his right hand at her when he saw that it was the doctor.

The striker was standing against the back of the door, but when he was pushed by the sudden opening of the door, he fell to the floor with an unsteady center of gravity. "Oops! Who......" He got up and was about to question the person who pushed the door, but when he saw that it was the doctor, he was stunned. The doctor looked at the forward with a blank expression. The striker was cold behind her, walked around her under the watchful eye of the doctor, dropped the phrase "see you tomorrow" and ran away from football. Seeing that the situation was not good, the priest also hurriedly "punched" and left on the spot.

The doctor didn't have time to "ask the teacher for the crime" now, she stared at the smiling photographer opposite her vigilantly, motionless——— as the so-called "the enemy does not move, I do not move." ”

Forgot that his ability is [Time Travel...... But with such a good opportunity just now, why didn't he do it? The doctor thought to himself, anyway, it is now within the [scope of protection], forgive him and don't dare to mess around.

The photographer stared at her with a smile on his face, as if he were staring at his prey, and the reflection of the doctor's figure on the surface of his blue eyes made her shudder.

The confrontation between the two made the gardener stunned. The photographer suddenly stood up.

"Don't move!" The doctor immediately pulled out the needle and said in a threatening tone.

The photographer smiled, said "goodbye" and walked out the door.

The doctor stared at the photographer as he gripped the needle with his right hand.

As the photographer passed by the doctor, he paused, turned his head into her ear and said something. The doctor's eyes widened with incredulity. The photographer gave her a meaningful look, took two steps forward, flickered twice, and left.

The doctor turned his head and stared blankly at the place where the photographer had disappeared. The quiet moonlight shone on her through the wall window and into the house.

Sensing that something was wrong, the gardener quickly climbed out of bed and asked as he walked over to the doctor, "What's wrong, Emily?" But it didn't take a long time, and it looked like it had lost its soul. After a few moments, the doctor turned and walked back into the room, and sat down on the edge of the bottom bunk bed, her head bowed and silent, no matter what the gardener asked.

Seeing this, the gardener ran out.

I don't know how long later, the doctor lay on the bed, his hands on pillows, his eyes staring directly at the wooden bed board above, breathing softly, remembering what the photographer had said to her:

"Watch out for the people around you."

——— This article was written on 2019.08.04 and has been revised several times.