The discomfort caused by the foreign body receded in his mind, and Qin Xin put down the hand holding his forehead and held the sword. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info semi-spiritual body he entered the realm of the butterfly disaster, and the surrounding scene was exactly the same as that summer night more than 20 years ago, that summer night when scarlet and darkness were intertwined, Guan Yunyi was hit on the head by his girlfriend Geng Wuxi with a crowbar on a sultry summer night.

Qin Xin raised his head and finally saw the blurred faces of the glasses senior and the black-dressed senior.

Even if there is blood on his head, he can't hide the warm smile of the glasses senior, maybe he should be called Guan Yunyi.

The eyebrows are struggling, the eyes are as deep as a secluded pool, and the thin lips are pursed tightly is the senior sister in the black dress, maybe she should be called Geng Wuxi.

No, they are just remnants, remnants of a story that ended in a hurry.

Maybe they've forgotten why they're lingering here, just repeating the blurring summer night over and over again as the Butterfly Plague works.

The vending machine mobile suit controlled by the glasses senior is still confronting the black-dressed senior sister who is armed with a crowbar.

Mid-Stage・Vortex, one of the secret swords of Fudana, is a move that expands the attack range to 360 degrees and creates a suction effect on approaching enemies by turning the body after slashing.

The semi-spiritual body has been able to inflict the due influence of the fourth-order butterfly on the butterfly plague body.

Just walk among them while they're still fighting and use this trick......

Qin Xin clenched the bamboo sword and moved his neck, which was a sign that he had finished thinking.

He glanced at the glasses senior and the black-skirted senior who were still fighting, and said in a low voice:

"I can't remember anything."

These two butterfly disasters are just a refraction of the information and emotions left in the original incident, and they seem to be the same as themselves, but they don't know who they are and what they exist for, otherwise the glasses senior will never act unscrupulously at the black dress senior.

The vending machine Mobile Suit Iron Fist I saw tonight has never shown mercy, and the senior-eyed only remembers that he is the one who wants to protect the soul of H, and the side of the senior sister in the black dress is estimated to only have the simple desire to blow up the head of the person who bought the adult magazine.

"Then it's over, an end to this summer night that you won't remember forever."

Qin Xin took a step forward and broke the fetters of the iron fist and crowbar.

Ignoring the dangerous confrontation between the iron fist and the crowbar, Qin Xin walked into the battle circle between the two without dodging, and the vending machine iron fist and the crowbar in the middle of the heart hit him in the back and chest respectively, but it was as if the air illusion could not even make Qin Xin show a different expression.

"Winter Secret Sword, Mid-Section・Vortex."

The vortex of the bamboo sword that bloomed from Qin Xin's hand first attacked the senior sister in the black dress, if she launched the "Shadow Hide", it would be very troublesome to find it, the vending machine mobile suit of the senior with glasses was quite powerful but bulky, in his opinion, it was just a can that could be deflated when he stepped on it.

The vortex shot out, and the strong suction enveloped the butterfly disaster body left by Geng Wuxi, although this sword was not as light and fast as Helu, but it was unavoidable.

One sword, first slash the black skirt, the second sword, turn around and slash the glasses, this is the tactic set by Qin Xin before the sword, two third-order butterfly warrior level butterfly disaster bodies will never escape from the sword edge vortex, just like the summer night in memory can't escape the forgetfulness of time after all.

But he only made a sword.

The red body of the vending machine mobile suit suddenly rushed in front of the black-dressed senior sister.

That didn't change anything, the sword cut off two figures.

"I seem to ...... What do you remember? The glasses senior who had turned blank at his waist said with a smile, and he tried to look back at the black dress senior behind him, when the night distorted, and the figures of the two people disappeared into the night.

The scene of the summer night in the 49th year of the butterfly calendar also disappeared, and that summer night took away two shadows that belonged to it.

After exiting the butterfly disaster, the real scene is revealed: a mess of ground damaged by coins and crowbars, half-swept red peach bushes in flower beds, and badly damaged vending machines that have fallen to the ground.

The blue light was extracted from Qin Xin's body and re-converged into a cyan area, his slightly illusory body regained its solidity, and the flickering cyan insect and bird runes began to methodically peel away the concept from the fragments left by the butterfly disaster.

"Current progress, 30%." Butterfly prompted.

Qin Xin ignored the hint in his mind.

"A man can't sin to death if he looks at the yellow book, if he has disgust because of this, forget it, obviously there is a ...... between the two Tolerance, Butterfly, tolerance refers to enduring the existence that you can endure, or accepting the existence that you cannot accept. ”

"The latter."

Butterfly rarely answered Qin Xin's question outside of Butterfly Transformation, and then sneaked into his mind.

In the bedroom, Qin Xin, who had returned to White Rabbit Village, looked at the sleeping Zuo Ling and muttered, "Butterfly transformation is an incredible change. Butterfly is the one who makes the impossible possible. With you, what can I do to make the impossible possible? ”

He didn't even take off his coat, he just lay down on the bed, and the previous semi-spiritualization made him tired a lot, so he fell asleep deeply.

The next morning, I don't know if the bedtime story told last night brought Zuo Ling a burden or a relief, she who was used to getting up early didn't wake up until about 9 o'clock, and Qin Xin at the other end of the bedroom hadn't even gotten up yet, he slept with clothes, and a magazine seemed to be diagonally inserted in the middle of the zipper of his black coat.

Zuo Ling rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers and walked over, pulled the magazine with a fancy cover out of Qin Xin's arms, and covered Qin Xin with a quilt, and then opened the magazine at random to see what the content was...... Her slender fingers, which were clutching the pages of the magazine, suddenly tightened, and the inconspicuous knuckles protruded.

The title of that page was "The Body Research Diary of a Pseudo-Mother's Roommate...... The place on the page of the magazine that was pinched by Zuo Ling made a dangerous sound that was about to be torn, because sitting on the edge of Qin Xin's bed, his whole body was tense with anger, and even the bed shook slightly.

Qin Xin, who was woken up by the abnormal vibration, saw Zuo Ling's back with his head down and didn't know what he was looking at as soon as he opened his eyes.

Qin Xin put his hand on Zuo Ling's shoulder, and for some reason she was trembling slightly.

Is it because I'm afraid that last night's bedtime story made me unacceptable?

"Zuo Ling, I've thought about it. Although I am worried that human trials will damage your body and reduce the time we spend together, if you can't even accept this, there is no time for two people. I will not oppose you, even ...... If necessary, you can use my body as research material, after all, my butterfly transformation ability can strengthen the body, if you are willing to study it......"

Zuo Ling stared at the title of "Pseudo-Niang's Roommate's Body Research Diary" in the magazine, and said, "Oh? Is it? ”

The thick magazine that was rolled into a roll was stabbed directly into Qin Xin's mouth! Then she kicked him out of the bedroom!

"Perverted! Dregs! Lower! Monkey! Qin Xin heard Zuo Ling's angry voice behind the door that had been slammed shut. He took the magazine from his mouth and opened it to see that it was the one he was going to buy for Brother Chuan last night, imitating the Sakurajima samurai in the old movie who used the "Sword Drawing Technique and Lotus Lu" as a pocket paper and inserted it in the zipper of his coat, but when he came back, he forgot to remove it......

Du Chuan poked his head out from behind the brown and red sofa with a gloating expression, and glanced at the magazine in Qin Xin's hand: "Xiao Xinxin, have you seen that the yellow book has been discovered by your girlfriend, the desire of young people is really fierce." ”

Qin Xin rubbed his stomach kicked by Zuo Ling and sat next to Du Chuan, and handed the crumpled adult magazine to the waste wood guide: "I originally bought it to give it to Brother Chuan, alas, ......"

Du Chuan took it and took a look: ""Do such and such things to you", Xiao Xinxin, your taste is not very good, this book is not as good as one issue after the resignation of the previous editor-in-chief." He tucked the adult magazine into the gap on the couch and continued to look at the pink comic magazine in his hand.

Qin Xinqi said: "Brother Chuan, you didn't watch TV today...... Huh? You look at this magazine seems to be a little familiar......" He thought for a moment, and seemed to have seen it at the door when he went out in the early morning, and praised the late-night postman for his professionalism.

He poked his head and saw that the name of the magazine was "Zhiyin Manke", which was one of the comic magazines that Du Chuan often read, but the style of the cover seemed to be a little different from usual. And Du Chuan's expression is not right, usually he is drunk when he reads comics, but today he has a look of academic research, and he hasn't even watched TV.

Qin Xin suddenly snatched the magazine in Du Chuan's hand, opened it, and saw that it was full of pink, mosaics, and it was clearly an adult magazine.

"Isn't "Zhiyin Manke" a well-known magazine for all ages, Brother Chuan, what's going on with you?" Qin Xin was surprised.

"Hmph, this is a special issue that can only be obtained by senior readers with a subscription history of more than 30 years through application, and ordinary people can't see it, so return it to me!"

Qin Xin threw back the "Zhiyin Manke Adult Special Issue" to Du Chuan: "Brother Chuan, read less yellow books, you will die." ”

Du Chuan took the magazine and disagreed: "Will it ********?" ”

Qin Xin felt that Zuo Ling's anger would not disappear for a while, and he couldn't go back to the bedroom, so in the spirit of rescuing the fallen uncle, he omitted the story of Guan Yunyi and Geng Wuxi and told Du Chuan briefly.

Du Chuan picked his feet: "Is the one you said to buy the yellow book Guan Yunyi from the mechanical department?" ”

"Huh? Brother Chuan, do you know me, it seems that I am also in the same class as you. ”

"Why don't you know, I'm in a club with him."

"Is it the drinking club you talked about last time? The one you and my dad both attended. ”

"It's a functional literature club, hmph, I don't participate in more than one club."

Du Chuan continued to pick his feet like a club expert: "I didn't expect Xiao Xinxin that you actually bluffed me, how could Guan Yunyi die, he lived very well." He flipped the magazine in his hand to the last page, and pointed to Guan Yunyi's name in the "Senior Readers List" on it, "Well, he also applied for this special issue this year, and he is alive." ”

This time, Qin Xin's face was full of surprise.

"Didn't he get hit on the head by his girlfriend with a crowbar?"

"If you are beaten to the head, you may not die, and the gophers in the game hall don't know how many times they have been beaten, but they are still alive and well." Du Chuan took out his mobile phone from the gap in the sofa, and didn't know which old folder he took out a photo from, "Not long after that incident, the two of them went to get married, and this was the most sensational news in the club that year." ”

In the photo of the mobile phone, the groom with black-rimmed glasses has a white bandage wrapped around his head, one hand around the waist of the bride in a gorgeous wedding dress, full of smiles, and the face of the woman who takes off the black dress and changes to a white wedding dress is full of happy crimson.

……

49 years of butterfly calendar.

Under the stars of the night, the man with black-rimmed glasses ignored the surging blood flow on his head, and forcibly walked over and hugged the overwhelmed girl in black dress in his arms: "...... Maybe I have a bad habit that I can't get rid of, but even if I often make you angry, you beat me to the head and bleed...... I still want to be with you. ”

"Marry me, Wuxi."

It was a summer night they will remember for the rest of their lives.