"Bamboo, why do I always feel like you're driving me away? Didn't you learn the piano and wouldn't let me go? ”

Bamboo looked at her: "Why did I do this, you don't have a little bit in mind?" You don't have a knot in your own heart? If you don't get the knot, you don't count? ”

Yexi grinds his teeth, life is difficult, why be so honest.

"Why should I go? Who said it was a knot in the heart? Yexi asked back: "I promised you that I must learn?" Even if I promised to regret it now, what's the matter? ”

Sticking to my neck, you look like you're going to spank my ass.

Bamboo laughed angrily: "When I can't beat you?" Won't I be reluctant to hit you? ”

Yexi still looked sideways: "I'm sure you can't bear it?" ”

It really can't be anything, Zhuzi is helpless: "I just hope you are better and live more freely." Will you ever be able to go back to where you came from? ”

Yexi was silent, lowered his head, and went back, so what?

Zhuzi said again: "Since you can't go back, you always have to integrate into this world." ”

Yexi shook his head: "Who in the world is not obsessed, why do I want to let go?" ”

Bamboo is not polite: "Other people's obsessions can be realized, can yours?" Can you? ”

Obsessions that cannot be realized, that is called disease, can be cured.

Yexi grabbed her hair and was irritable: "Bamboo, you are really annoying, do you know!" ”

Bamboo raised his eyebrows: "I know, you're going to hit me." ”

“...”

One second is still a master in the world, and the next second is a scoundrel, are all the things in the divine realm fine?

Too lazy to say more, to go.

Pulled by bamboo.

"I can make you a world, the world you want."

Let you accomplish what you want to do.

Yexi looked at him expressionlessly, and the bamboo pulled a corner of her clothes and didn't let go, each insisting.

Long.

Nightbrook asked, "Can you turn back time?" ”

Bamboo earnestly: "Time cannot be rewinded. ”

Yexi asked again: "Can a fake become real?" ”

Bamboo didn't speak, and slowly let go of his hand.

The piece of clothing that was loosened was blown by the wind and hit Yexi's body, and suddenly, it was like turning on a switch.

"You're giving me a fantasy? I? I? Yexi, who suddenly exploded, pointed to his nose and roared: "Lao Tzu is the king of the spiritual world!" Can Lao Tzu use others to get a fake for Lao Tzu? If you want to be fake, Lao Tzu has already created the whole world! ”

After roaring, he grabbed his hands wildly, as if he had torn some invisible enemy apart.

Before the stunned bamboo could react, Yexi had already grabbed a black hole and jumped in, and it was gone.

Scratching his nose: "I'm not for you, I have such a big temper, really..."

Looking at the mess she threw on the ground, she sighed in resignation, walked over and sorted it out, and added an enchantment.

"I owe you a lot."

Yexi came to Bee Cliff from Huangquan Road, jumped down, and came to the small stone.

After half a day...

Little Stone wanted to move, poking at the ball next to him with his head buried between his knees and his legs in his hands.

What the hell are you talking about... Bullying Lao Tzu can't open his mouth and can't move, right?

But it just can't open its mouth or move, and can only silently feel the powerlessness and sadness of the big ball around it.

Yes.

Impotence.

Sorrowful.

Bamboo said that she had a knot, but it was actually a regret, a regret that she couldn't do anything about.

On the surface, she is optimistic, confident, calm, and calm, but in fact, she is optimistic, confident, and calm.

However, there are also times when hatred is suppressed and twisted and hideous.

In fact, Yexi is a lonely child.

Xueba, this kind of creature, this creature that always appears in the mouths of other people's parents when they lecture their children, she really has no friends.

That's great.

She considers her loneliness to be proud, not with mortals.

She thought so until her parents had an accident.

In fact, after her parents' accident, she lived very well, no one bullied her, and the quality of life did not decline, but-

How terrible it was to feel like you were all at once empty and the world was left alone.

I found out that she was not alone, in fact, her heart was full, but her full heart was cut off with the departure of her parents.

It hurts.

Underneath the pain is hate.

Her parents had an accident, and they went quickly, and the only thing she could comfort herself was that under that circumstance, the two of them should not have been tortured.

But - can you not hate?

The fault of others made two living lives disappear from the world, making her an orphan to live alone, no matter how colorful and troubled the world was, she would not laugh and be troubled by it.

She hates, hates that she can't kill all the people involved with a knife, but living in a legal society, what can she do except listen to the verdict?

High prison walls rob them of their freedom, but they also protect their safety.

At that time, she was not a king, she was a law-abiding and good citizen, and she could only secretly think about it again and again in the dark night when she came to a high-tech and high-IQ provocation of state institutions, killing people over and over again in her mind.

If the parents are dead, why is the murderer still alive?

Forcing herself to be free and easy, forcing herself to be strong, her parents always say that she is a good child, and a good child should live happily.

No matter how lonely and hesitant her heart is, she has to make a happy appearance.

Pretend, the fake can become the real.

She thought about it, find a man, have a child, life has the departure of leaves, and the opening of flowers.

The end times are coming.

When she regains her memory, her hatred, her love, everything about her, all have nothing to do with her.

Even if society collapsed, she could fulfill her vague wishes, but the wall would have collapsed and people would have died.

See, what's the use of her, when she can take revenge with her own hands, the enemy doesn't wait for her.

If I don't remember, who else knows that her name is Nightstream?

This feeling, as if the awkward child was holding his breath and hiding in the closet, hoping for an adult to come and find it, but no one came, and he went out by himself, and found that the once lively and warm home was overgrown with weeds and moss...

It's going to be crazy.

There are really zombies who go crazy after regaining their senses and recovering their memories.

She is not crazy, remembering the words of her parents, the world changes quickly, and we must be at peace with what happens.

It's just that my parents didn't expect them to leave so suddenly, and I didn't expect the world to change too much.

The former kindred is the enemy, and the same kind around her wants to eat her.

Whether it's an enemy or her own kind, she wants to eat...

Anyway, there are no one I know, anyway... So be it.

Therefore, Yexi had psychological problems before becoming a zombie, but her brain was too calm and rational, and she had been suppressed, except for herself, no one knew the hatred and regret she buried in her heart, and the grievance of not being able to kill the enemy with her own hands.

Suppose she was with her parents that day... Life and death can be together...

I knew there was an end time... She should do it before the police...

Reason told her that it was useless to think about it, don't sink into the old things, and look forward, but emotion told her, what to see, what is the future of a zombie, and even the people she loves can't protect or defend it...

Fine-grained.

Even if she has a companion, a family, and someone who truly loves her, there are some shortcomings that can never be filled.

Her mind drifted uncontrollably through the pictures, which she deliberately suppressed in the past and didn't think about, vivid, reunited, and not lacking.

Bang, bang...

It was the sound of tears falling, like thunder in the absolute silence of the space.

Xiaoshi is uncomfortable, hating that he doesn't have a mouth, even if he grows a hand, he can touch it, right?

When Yexi finally stopped and moved, Xiaoshi felt that he had a long breath, Auntie, you are fine.

Okay, the night stream head raised and began to be in a daze again.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour ... One hour, two hours... One day, two days...

Xiaoshi wants to kneel, auntie, you can leave quickly, I am worried about it.