For a moment, it seemed like an eternal moment

She seemed to see the whole sky burning, and the pair of gilt golden eyes that burned all over the sky were deeply engraved in her eyes, and in her mind, it seemed to hit her soul

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Fear, awe, the instincts of the ancient creatures that came from the depths of her mind made her tremble, and the fear seemed to cut a scar on her soul, directly rooted in her body, and she was lost in that scar, like a quagmire that could not extricate herself, and like a rabbit that had met a tiger, and there was nothing but trembling and the thought of running away.

Yukixia suddenly remembered the youkai, and she was not to blame, because the creature in front of her, it didn't look like it was alive at all. It is like a dried corpse deposited in the ground for thousands of years, the shriveled skin is glued to the skeleton, the dark gray, dirty body that looks like it will be broken at any time is wrapped in pitch-black scale armor, like the scale armor of a reptile similar to a snake or lizard, but it is different, under the snow, you can see that the scale armor is as black as ink, but the corners and corners are sharp as knives, like a katana, and it shows a metallic luster under the moonlight. It reached out as if to grasp the face under the snow, a hand that seemed to come from the depths of the land of resentment, and the snow thought that the hands might be trying to grasp her into the darkness.

But the youkai can't do it, and I don't know where a steel bar came from has already penetrated the yokai's lungs, and the other end of the steel bar is inserted into the driver's seat, popping out a yellow sponge. The youkai gasped, making a popping sound from a broken blower, a little oozing, thought under the snow. The youkai made a small whining sound from its throat, but because of the air leakage, it had lost its voice, and listening under the snow, I didn't know whether this youkai was going to roar or cry.

Under the snow, he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, not knowing how to react. She couldn't tell if the monster in front of her really wanted to be saved, and she knew that theoretically she should call the police and doctors, even if it was a monster. Naturally, under the snow, he knew that this must be the right thing to do, because this creature, which is beyond human imagination, naturally has to be handed over to the government to deal with.

But she didn't dare, she just wanted to get out of here at once, her head filled with fear and weirdness could no longer think about anything else. So she got up and ran away, walking away briskly.

She didn't know why she was afraid, but at this moment she felt the fear deeply, as if she was no longer herself.

The driver took the phone, it seemed that he had already called the police, and when he saw that he left under the snow, he thought that the driver of the truck was not saved. The driver respectfully opened the door and let the car in under the snow. Then plan to drive away. After all, if the eldest lady of the family under the snow suffered a car accident, it would still be very troublesome if it was discovered and reported. So the driver still plans to stay away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, for the sake of his own decent salary.

So, neither he nor under the snow saw that the driver, who had been pierced by the steel bar, climbed out of the window with a hideous crawl. The driver, staring longingly at the private car and gradually leaving, looked like a hunter who had found his prey.

When I got home, I was lying on the bed with the Boss Bear's ragdoll in my arms under the snow. She scratched the belly of the bear boss and sat on the bed in a daze, shrunk her calves, and sat quietly like a cat with her little face. She didn't know how she got home, of course it would be an exaggeration to say that she didn't know, naturally she returned home by car, but for her, it was as if she was going from one place to another in the blink of an eye, and all that was engraved in her heart was the golden pupils.

She didn't know why she was scared, but her body still couldn't stop shaking, although in her bedroom the light was soft, and even the soft music came out of her mobile phone, which was turned on under the snow, hoping to calm her heart. But the golden pupils were like torn souls, cutting through her memories.

She remembered, she had seen it before, the same golden pupils! she covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming.

She called Yuji Sakai, but she didn't speak after the phone was connected.

After I don't know how long, I opened my mouth under the snow and stopped

......

"Yuuji?"

In the end, only one sentence came out.

Yuji's soft and calm voice came from the other side, "...... Well, I've been listening...... What's wrong, Yukino?"

Feeling the hidden concern in the words of the person on the other end of the phone, he opened his mouth under the snow, "......", but there was no follow-up.

She didn't know how to speak, and she didn't know if the person on the other side would believe it if she opened her mouth like this, because if it was herself, she probably wouldn't believe it, thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Of course, this is thinking too much under the snow, she thinks that under normal circumstances, if she hears Yuji say this, she will naturally think that Yuu is running the train with his mouth full again, thinking that he has a purpose, and naturally she will not believe it.

But she's not Yuji after all.,As Yuuji, she naturally believes in the snow.,No why.,Just for her right.。 As the right snow is naturally trustworthy or dependable. Although it is hard to imagine that he will find himself under the snow that is both correct and perfect, and find himself in a tone of kitten-like dependence, Yuji is still very worried, and there is a faint feeling of distress.

The next chapter is going to change the style of painting_(:з"∠)_