A giant python rolls in the river.

Raise your head, spit out letters, bow down, and swing your tail.

Fierce gods!

Especially the pair of vertical pupils that were reflected in the blue of the moonlight were daunting.

Hiss --

Hiss---

In this weird environment, it is naturally not an ordinary "anaconda". If it were before the end of the world, some pages would have said "Shocked! The giant python in the river hissed at the moon! Such headlines.

However, at the moment, no one is paying attention.

It's just that this chirp also poured into everyone's ears along the wind, and for a moment people found that they could see the shadow of the moon clearly.

When he heard the snake roaring, the figure of the moon gradually became clear. People could see that it was a fair woman in a gauze skirt, delicate and delicate.

People can't help but take care of and pamper, even women of the same sex will unconsciously feel pity when they see it, not to mention men, maybe a man will be tempted when he sees her.

At least the moment I see her, I will be moved.

Although I can't see the woman's face clearly, I still have this intuition, and I don't think it's strange at all.

"Hehe--" the woman chuckled, "I'll ask again, have you ever seen flowers in the dry desert?" ”

The voice was indifferent.

The wind at night was cooler and icy. The river began to freeze and frost began to frost on the skin.

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold.

Have you ever seen flowers in a dry desert? Desert, dry desert, will there still be flowers? Naturally, no, at least she hadn't heard or seen it.

Donnie thought.

"Nope."

"Nope."

However, two male voices were the first to answer in unison.

Click, Donnie always felt like something was broken.

Her "no" stopped in her throat, but the question kept looping in her mind over and over again.

This bored her and simply made her so.

"Yes."

So, from then on, she went astray. According to her, really, it was this willful simplicity, damn it, that led her into the pit.

After that, all the sounds around her seemed to disappear, and then she was strangely unable to see anything.

"Am I blind?" Donnie muttered to herself.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm blind and not dumb."

"Ahh

"Woo, I'm not only blind but also deaf, woo woo~~"

Donnie sobbed uncontrollably.

Although she couldn't see it, she could still feel the tears welling up. Soak your eyelashes and feel uncomfortable.

She raised her hand.

"Yikes-"

There's grit going in, and it hurts.

After rubbing her fingertips clean, she raised her hand again and gently rubbed her eyes with her fingers.

By inertia, she opened her eyes, and it was just as the sky was bright and the belly of the fish was white.

A glimmer of light crashed into her eyes through the light veil of bluish, clear and soft.

Donnie was overjoyed, and even moved to tears of joy.

It wasn't that she was blind, but that it was too dark.

Really, alas, it's good that you're not blind!

I touched it, and there were gaps in the dryness. Buckled, buttoned hard.

Whew, it's a big piece of gravel, but it's hard enough.

What the hell is this place, though. How could she be here?

Sluggish, shivering, poof.

In the faint light, she could see that the hem of her skirt was stained with a large amount of mud. She got up and carefully slapped the dust away. It's dirty, it's not good-looking.

Hey, strange, how could it be..

Poof, her feet went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Hiss, it hurts.

But it's very strange, rubbing my ankles with my hands, only to find that my ankles are so cold.

Is it frostbitten?