Today is a tulip, but what about tomorrow? Maybe it was His fury that brought her back to captivity?

喝光了杯子里的牛奶，她站起身回屋，决定静观其变。

On the second day, Lin Qiao opened the door as usual, lowered his eyes, and turned into two yellow tulips lying there quietly, and the part of the green rhizome was tied with a bow by the ribbon.

She bent down to pick up the flower, her eyes looking around.

Outside, Xin Lu was repairing the car under the porch, and the skateboard led people out of the car and said to her, "In the morning shooting class, the children want you to take them longer." ”

"Okay."

Lin Qiao nodded casually, turned around and threw the flowers into the trash without changing his face.

"Who gave the flowers to the camp? I really can't see that a group of sweaty men would weave such a girly thing. Xin Lu said: "I saw it when I opened the door in the morning, thinking that it was for you to surprise, so I didn't touch it, for fear of goosebumps." ”

When Lin Qiao heard this, he turned around and went down the steps, "Girls? ”

Xin Lu: "What rough man would do such a clever and useless thing?" ”

Lin Qiao's eyes flashed slightly, "What you said is true." ”

She walked through the house to the shooting range, her every move falling into the tentacles that had hidden to observe her.

"Chu Ji", who was in the depths of the forest, saw that the flowers he had sent had been thrown away again, he lowered his head unexpectedly, continued to take out a new roll of yellow thread from the woolen frame next to him, held the rod needle, and suddenly whispered: "I know, I want to make three for her today." ”

The tentacles split out of the body split into a thinner and better manipulative shape, rolled up the rod and needle and the ball of thread, split a few eyes, and slowly hooked the line to make a new tulip bouquet.

All the sadness and anger of "Chu Ji" turned into a strong emotional inferiority complex after finding her, seeing her peaceful life, and the relaxed and relaxed feeling on her face.

He had lost the courage to question her, let alone touch her.

She really didn't need Him.

No matter how much He remedies, no matter how much effort he makes, no matter how much he proves it, she will not love Him.

Taking advantage of his large hand, Chu Ji quickly finished weaving three tulips, carefully placing them on a clean stone and protecting them with two legs, while the rest turned into a soft, shapeless wriggling mass.

祂躺在肮脏充斥死亡的土地，静静感受着心脏痉挛引起的疼痛感，祂有所习惯，自从林乔逃离后心脏就没有不疼的时候，所有的意识也会跟着疼痛，时时刻刻悲切的呼唤林乔的名字。

They want to be divided, they want to go to her, they want to love her, they want to love her, they love her, they love her, they love her.

A long time has passed, and "Chu Ji" can no longer tell which part of this belongs to Lin Qiao's Chu Ji, they say the same thing, do the same thing, have the same feelings, and even the same personality.

They are all the first clouds, but they are not the "first days".

As a subject, he is able to control all consciousness, but he has the most unique personality, the most unique one.

He is different from all of Him, He mocks the single behavior and intelligence of consciousness in the body, He has more wisdom and strength, and He has always been proud of it.

Now, "Chu Ji", who was abandoned by her lover, was hit so hard that she only wanted to cry.

The child who surrounded him dropped a tentacle foot on his body and patted it humanly.

For the sake of the harmony of his parents, He did not denounce his father to his mother.

But the children have not been able to understand love so deeply, their favorite mother, want to fulfill all her wishes, they think that the father can split an identical Chu Ji to give to the mother.

Such advice was passed directly to the "Chu Ji" through the spirit.

After accepting the suggestion, the child's body was flipped out by the giant tentacles, breaking two trees and falling dizzy.

"Chu Ji", who is absolutely possessive of Lin Qiao, still wants to keep herself by her side, even if it is so painful that she loses herself and falls into madness.

He never thought of giving up, even though he was so jealous that he went berserk, he could not be a substitute, and how could he be the first Ji who had split up? How can that garbage.

He could wait, until the tulips were piled up in her house, until she nodded and was willing to call His name.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5.

Every day, the tulips at the door of Lin Qiao's house would be superimposed on the number sent in front, and the worst result she guessed did not happen, "Chu Ji" knew that she didn't want to see her, so she simply hid herself and silently curry favor with her behind her back.

It's just that with the passage and superposition of days and flowers, when Lin Qiao dreams back at midnight, the frequency of the first glow becomes higher, and she always dreams of eating fish on the night she hallucinates, and his words always come to mind.

The time she spent in a daze continued to get longer.

The tugging feeling in her heart made her uncomfortable.

A young man named Zilo had recently been in the camp who had been close to Lin Qiao, who had been rescued from the beast's mouth when he had hunted with her, and who he had liked since that time out of admiration or other emotion.

Recently, I heard from Xin Lu's mouth that almost other men have taken a fancy to her, and have made a lot of actions but they haven't shown up for a long time, and it's too late for Qi Luo to want to fall in love for a long time.

He had to overtake in corners, took the initiative to be a target and a teaching assistant in Lin Qiao's shooting class, deliberately played with his shirt in front of her to show off his perfectly developed muscular body, took the initiative to participate in various agricultural activities with her, and went out hunting together.

On the day of the hunt, he was out of the world.

I don't know what went wrong, Qi Luo's original body that was like flying fell in two steps, shooting at the prey, nine out of ten shots missed, and the bullet seemed to automatically bend, and it couldn't hit.

He was very ashamed, and even felt embarrassed and wanted to run away, but Lin Qiao beside him patted him comfortingly, "It's not your problem, there is a rainstorm today, and the road conditions and sight are not good." ”

At this sentence, Qi Luo was moved to tears, and after confirming once again that she really thought so, and did not dislike him at all, he found that he was really in love with this understanding girl.

"I've heard that a lot of boys in the camp have been courting you lately."

Lin Qiao shook his head, "There is no such thing. ”

Receiving her affirmative response, Zilo knew he had to move closer with her immediately.

Every weekend in the camp, Lin Qiao was given a day off without any work, which was also the holiday that all warriors in charge of hunting would have.

Qi Luo deliberately got up early in the morning, shaved off the beard on his face, sprayed hairspray to make a big back hair, and made sure that the fragrance of soap was still on his body, and he came to the door of Lin Qiao's house to call someone for a date.

But as soon as he arrived at the place, he saw a large and conspicuous, stacked tulips that occupied almost the entire carpet at the door