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When Wang Yong was eating breakfast, he saw snow again. She was with her mother - the rain. The rain and snow are really miserable.

Wang Yong couldn't help but be attracted to the past.

She reluctantly embellished herself with black tea. Scrambled eggs with bread and milk butter barely touched.

Her mother, not tall, thirty-four years old, wore a cashmere sweater over a white shirt, and had a dignified and elegant nose. It's a bit of a dazzling woman.

As Wang Yong passed by his table, the girl suddenly raised her eyes to look at his face, and smiled brightly. This out-and-out smile suddenly made Wang Yong's face bloom with a big smile. Suddenly I felt that the whole sky was clear.

Originally, Wang Yong had planned to eat something this morning, but after being reciprocated by the snow and smiling, he only had irrepressible joy in his heart, and it was blank......

In the afternoon, Wang Yong taught Yumiji to swim as usual, and the relationship between the two became much closer.

However, the impact of the snow on Wang Yong was too great, so that he didn't have any other thoughts at this time.

In the evening, Wang Yong went to the bar on the 26th floor to drink and watch the snow.

Xue is somewhat familiar with Wang Yong, and occasionally smiles back, which makes Wang Yong intoxicated for a long time.

However, that moment awaits.

Wang Yongmo held his fourteen-inch ebony wand, thoughtful.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Wang Yong was startled and instantly put his wand into the space.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Miji. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Dressed in the hotel's sky-blue uniform with its shoulders, she slipped in through the slightly open crack in the door and quickly closed it.

"If you bump into someone here, you lose your job. This hotel is very strict about this kind of thing. ”

She looked around the room, sat on the couch, tugged at the corners of her skirt, and then sighed, saying that it was time for her to rest.

"Not drinking something?" Wang Yong asked casually.

"Forget it, there's not much time. Hey, what are you doing in your room all day? ”

"Hmm." Wang Yong groaned, he couldn't say that he had been bored in the room all this time looking at the magic books he had brought before.

"It's not about doing anything, just reading some novels."

"What novel?"

A strange smile appeared on Wang Yong's face: "Norwegian Forest." Would you like it, I think you'll like it. “

Yumiji took the book: "I said, don't think it's strange. “

"Strange what? Referring to you coming here? “

"Hmm. I was a little surprised. The main thing is that I am a little depressed, and I wish there was someone to talk to. “

She stood in the middle of the room, silently taking off her sky-blue shoulders and placing them on the back of the chair in front of her desk so as not to crumple.

Then he walked to Wang Yong's side and sat down with his legs together. After taking off her coat, she looked a little weak. Wang Yongfu was heartfelt and put his hand on her shoulder. She rested her head on Wang Yong's shoulder, and the general refreshing aroma came to her nose. The white shirt is angular. The two stayed like this for five minutes.

Wang Yong put her arm around her shoulder without moving, she leaned on Wang Yong's shoulder and closed her eyes, breathing quietly as if she was asleep. The snowflakes were still fluttering, obliterating all the sounds of the street, and there was silence everywhere.

Wang Yong thought that she was probably very tired and wanted to find a place to rest for a while, and she was like a tree to settle on.

Her fatigue made Wang Yong a little unbearable. But what about his own fatigue, but Wang Yong hasn't felt that kind of heartfelt fatigue for a long time, and even if there is, it is a kind of pleasant fatigue.

Five minutes later, Yumiji raised her face, left Wang Yong's side, picked up her clothes and put them on, sat back on the sofa, and fiddled with the ring on her little finger. Putting on the coat, I looked a little nervous.

Wang Yong smiled and gave him "Norwegian Wood": "I believe you will like it." “

The Japanese version is not easy, adding up to more than 200 oceans of RMB. Although the covers were torn.

"Why are you so careless about keeping your books?" She took the book, glanced at her watch, got up and said "thank you," and slipped out the door quietly.

At 12:10 a.m., Wang Yong came to the 26th floor of the bar on time.

While sipping his wine, he observed the protagonist Watanabe Jun with the corner of his eye, only relevant people could enter that space, and Wang Yong didn't want to go in alone.

At 12:25, the bar was proofed, and Jun Watanabe drank the rest of the wine, got up and walked out of the bar, with his hands in his pockets, waiting for the elevator to leave.

Wang Yong calmly followed.

Jun Watanabe drank a few glasses of high-alcohol alcohol, and was thinking about the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, immersed in his own world, and didn't even notice Wang Yong.

The elevator doors opened. Wang Yong and Jun Watanabe stepped into it one after the other, like accompanying ghosts.

Wang Yong secretly held his wand in his coat.

Jun Watanabe is definitely not a good character, more than ten years ago, he was ostensibly submissive to a manager who held huge power in Tokyo, although he knew that he was for the power of the sheep man, but he blew him up alive when he found the opportunity. It is a seemingly inconspicuous character, but with decisive determination.

Of course, this is just a feat of ordinary people, and this time he came to the Dolphin Hotel, and his spiritual essence was in some kind of trance.

The elevator was quiet, but the journey of just a dozen seconds seemed very long at this time.

Perhaps it was the reflection of Wang Yong's uncertain face on the smooth wall of the elevator.

Watanabe turned his head slowly.

Wang Yong's mind was blank at this time.

The elevator doors suddenly opened, and he stepped out of the door.

Wang Yong followed and stepped into the darkness.

At this time, it was already pitch black in front of me, and there was no light at all. As the elevator door closed behind him, he couldn't reach out his fingers. Even the "Blue Love" that gently reverberated in the hotel disappeared.

The air was cold and smelly.

Jun Watanabe still stands.

Wang Yong's wand shook: "Faint!" ”

A crimson light shot through, quickly causing Watanabe Jun to faint.

Took out a bottle of magic elixir from the space-Interception Elixir, and gently sprinkled it on the fainting Watanabe Jun, and soon a little gray light rose from his body, and Wang Yong waved his right hand and wrapped this ray of light around his fingers.

Only in this way can he echo Jun Watanabe's soul breath and thus blind the creatures of the spirit world.

In front of Wang Yong was complete darkness, more terrifying than the five fingers he remembered.

Anything tangible is unrecognizable, including one's own body, and even the presence of something is not perceptible, and some are just black nothingness.

Exposed to such utter darkness, Wang Yong felt that his existence had become an empty concept in a trance—the concept of the physical body merging into the darkness and no longer possessing a physical substance, which emerged in the air like an outer spiritual substance.

It is as if the soul is drifting in the ethereal universe, wandering back and forth on the wonderful dividing line between nightmares and reality.

It's like the bottom of the deep sea, and there's not a single ray of light.

This endless darkness is like the deepest nothingness, Wang Yong can't wait to return to that living world, just run away, but he can't.

"Ahem." Wang Yong coughed lightly, but the voice was so dry.

Wang Yong took out the lighter and hit it a few times, but there was no response, this small light could not illuminate anywhere.

It seems that you still have to touch it yourself, if you use magic, it will be over if you miss the space of the sheep man, and you will walk all the way into the dark spirit world, even Xiao Yi may not be able to bring yourself back, and even if you can at that time, you will become a cold dry corpse.