Chapter 1: Lost Faith
No one has ever been so concerned about her, and no one has ever been so kind to her.
Xiao Yuhe looked at a slightly green face on the other side, and wondered: Can I kiss him for a while.
Xiao Yuhe, who just had this idea, blushed and wanted to go underground, why would he be so bad, and when he knew it later, he would think about himself, yes, yes, he must be broken.
Xiao Yuhe thought wildly, but as soon as this thought appeared, he couldn't stop it anymore, once, just this time, and it was his birthday in a few days, so it wasn't too much to ask for a gift in advance.
Thinking about it, Xiao Yuhe's face had already touched the face of the young man on the bed.
"Mmh" The boy who had been lying on the bed stretched comfortably and opened his eyes.
"Ahhh There was a panicked scream of a young girl in my ears.
Xiao Yuhe woke up without warning when he was about to kiss him, what is this going on, the girl thought angrily, but the most important thing at the moment is not to let Brother Xiaofan know what he has done.
The flustered girl put the quilt covered by the young man over his head the moment Xiao Fang woke up.
"Yuhe, what are you doing," Xiao Fang pulled the quilt away.
"Hey, it's nothing." A slightly panicked sound sounded, and Xiao Yuhe stood in front of Xiao Fang restrainedly, a pair of plain hands pulling the corners of his clothes behind him.
Xiao Fanghu glanced at the girl suspiciously.
Xiao Yuhe was a little embarrassed by Xiao Fang, and hurriedly said, "Brother Xiaofan, I've already made dinner for you, go eat it." β
"Huh?" Xiao Fang was shocked, "What time is it?" "It's past 7 o'clock."
"So fast" I took a nap and slept until the evening, sure enough, the morning's work made me too tired, Xiao Fang wanted to ask something, but the girl had already pushed him away, and said on the side, "Okay, Brother Xiaofan, go and eat, or it will be cold, and I will talk about it after dinner."
As you can see, Xiao Fang lives in a 50-square-meter room, although the house is small, but in the poorest Z domain, such a house is already good, and only a few people can live in it.
After eating, Xiao Fang looked at Zhong Dao: "Yuhe, it's so late, I'll send you home." β
"Hmm," Xiao Yuhe nodded, followed Xiao Fang and walked out the door.
The natural security of Z area, which is known as a slum, is not very good, especially at night, the gangsters wandering the streets will always give you a look when you turn your back, not to mention the men, as for the women
Xiao Yuhe especially enjoyed this time, he walked on the street with Xiao Fang, and he would hold his hand when there was something, and the shadows of the two people were long on the ground, just like the male and female couples in the TV series, and no one bothered them.
"Yuhe go back." Happy time always flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has arrived at her home.
"Now, I'm leaving" Xiao Yuhe was reluctant to let go of his hand, "Brother Xiao Fan walked slowly. β
"Hmm"
Watching Xiao Yuhe enter the house, Xiao Fang looked at his palm nostalgically. He slowly looked back at the villa behind him, yes, it was the villa, he smiled bitterly, but soon, her heart warmed again, and a pretty figure stood there in the window of the villa.
What a lovely girl.
Xiao Fang glanced at it nostalgically again, turned his body away, and walked towards the dark ...... [Dividing Line of Cutting Regions]
The ghost's fingers were white and clutched to the ground, moving hard again and again.
"Who's going to save me, I don't want to die yet."
He struggled to look at the houses in front of him, it was not too late but the lights had been extinguished, and they were still on a moment ago, but they were all extinguished because of their arrival, and there was nothing left.
The miserable white street lamp shone on him, shining misery, shining sadness, it turned out that he used to hate it so much, listening to the bursts of scolding in his ears, he smiled sadly.
Although they were all scolding in the house, they could clearly hear what they were saying when they reached their own level.
The scorpion watched with interest from the sidelines, and she was not in a hurry.
The "squeak" sound was so harsh in the night, a door was opened, and a small body appeared in front of the door, but the next moment it was dragged in by a hand,
"Girl, you are going to die, aren't you afraid of being eaten when you run out?" "But Mom, that guy is hurt."
"What's the matter with us, we are afraid of being implicated and what do we have to do to save him."
"But Mom, shouldn't we be united when dealing with monsters, so that we can get the monsters out."
It's ridiculous to drive monsters out of the world, and how can there be people as stupid as you.
His eyes slowly moistened, and the girl's words brought back his memories.
Once upon a time, she was also like a girl with naΓ―ve dreams, and after her death, she joined the search camp with a sense of grief and anger and naively wanted to kill all the buds.
When did he abandon his dreams in the process of fighting, and became unscrupulous in order to survive for himself.
It's ridiculous to kill all the monsters or something, Ghost Hand smiled bitterly, and rolled over, tears running through his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, as if grasping something. "Silver, why did you leave me?" He cried like a child, heartbreaking.
"Why don't you kill me?" Ghost Hand looked at the woman in front of him.
"Just to see what you do and get to know your feelings"
"Yes, it's just for research?"
"Right"
"May I ask you a question?"
"We're all at the same level, why are you so strong."
"Because you have no determination to die."
"Yes, the heart of death, sure enough, my faith has been lost"
"Are you ready?" There was a hint of murder in the scorpion's eyes. "Really? I still can't dodge," the ghost hand showed a wry smile, "but I still want to struggle, I've had enough of a chaotic life, so" his voice became extremely crazy, "In the end, I don't want to die like this."
The ghost hand pulled out the metal tube pinned to his waist at a great speed and injected it into his body, "I didn't expect the stupid things I did when I was young would be used at this time." β
The next moment, as if he had suffered great pain, the ghost hand's body curled up and shrunk, and the green tendons on his head jumped.
The scorpion looked at the ghost hand quietly, but she didn't move, he naturally knew that the ghost hand used a potion to stimulate potential, and the sequelae of using this potion was likely to be death.
The pain was always unbearable, but he survived