Fairyland, Big Problem

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The car was parked outside an old residential building far from downtown.

This is an old neighborhood located on the edge of Pipa City. Most of the residents have relocated, and the residual income level is low or the older generation is unwilling to move.

The cab door opened, and a long-haired woman with gentle temperament stepped out.

Her eyes were covered with some kind of black cloth-like substance, like a child playing hide-and-seek and pretending to be a ghost, making people wonder if she could see the already dark road clearly.

The street lamps have been around for some years, and the light looks drunk. You don't know how to walk in the empty, crooked narrow alley, and childhood memories come to mind.

When I was young, my family was poor and lived in the old neighborhood with my parents and sister.

At that time, there were many neighbors in the neighborhood, and the relationship between them was very close. The couple quarreled and the children were disobedient. Several nearby buildings could hear the movement, and it was very lively at night.

Years go by in a hurry, young people gradually move away, and there are not many old people who are stubborn.

After 20 o'clock in the night, there was only the sound of wind going back and forth in the alley, and no one was seen.

The house where a family of four once lived has not been sold, or at all.

The sound of the flat-bottomed shoes was gentle, and the sound of slightly rubbing the stones and gravel only drilled into the ears in the quiet corridor, or maybe you didn't know that you were uneasy and it was difficult to calm down.

The old key opened the old lock, and the wooden door hinges rattled dully.

Most of the furniture has been removed from the house where I lived as a child. It looks empty, but it is quite clean.

Every once in a while, you don't know how to come over to clean the house.

The first is the room where the parents live.

The two elderly people are healthy and live in a newly purchased apartment in the sub-center area of ​​Loquat City.

Then comes the living room and kitchen.

In the blink of an eye, only the last bedroom was cleaned, and that was the room where Jun didn't know he used to live with his sister.

Standing outside the door and taking a deep breath, she mustered up her courage to push open the wooden door that seemed to weigh hundreds of pounds.

The furnishings in the room have hardly changed. The two beds in the upper and lower bunks save space, allowing two single desks to be placed in the room.

Jun does not know how to gently walk to the desk that originally belonged to his sister, put his hand behind his head, and slowly loosen the black cloth.

Outsiders had never seen her real eyes, and felt that she was practicing some kind of special vision.

Yes and no, you don't know how to avoid using these eyes as much as possible, and avoid using both eyes to see things directly.

But in the final analysis, by removing the black cloth strips through the technique, the normal vision is still using these eyes, which is deceiving oneself.

The movement was gentle, the cloth was rolled into a neat ring and placed on the desk, Jun I do not know how to squat down, the long hair on his shoulders slipped from the side.

The fingernails were gently inserted into the cracks of the floor, and there was an empty layer inside, hiding a girly diary enclosed in a fresh-keeping bag.

Excellent graduate of the Institute of Strategy, Deputy Captain of the Third Brigade of the Loquat City Special Investigation Team, and a 25-year-old slayer of the lower lunar stage.

With so many halos, Jun did not know how to pick up the diary but was extremely restrained.

The weight was not in her hands, but in the bottom of her heart.

Fingers trembling to open the first page, the pages in the diary have their own horizontal lines.

The text is graceful, but it is not written on the horizontal line, and it is out of line and diagonal.

The format is irrelevant.

The content of the home page is: I do not have the qualifications to practice, but I have a terminal illness.

Because the person in charge cannot see the page, once he closes the pen, he can't feel where the words he wrote before are on the page, so only one sentence is written on a piece of paper.

Just this short ten-odd word, I don't know, it seems that it took a lot of mental energy to read it, and there is a heavy weight in my heart.

After a long time, she turned the page back with an extremely heavy gesture.

Page 2: I gave my eyes to my sister, my world is only dark.

After reading the second paragraph, Jun Wuzhi's eyes were full of tears, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

She has opened this diary many times, and each time she reads it is like a great challenge, and she is deeply bound by the shackles of condemnation.

Page 3: The last days of my life were completely dark, and I gave the light to my sister.

Reaching out to open the corners of the page, the weight is terribly heavy, and you have been working hard all these years, only dare to read the first three pages.

The follow-up content can be imagined, it is the biological sister and the gentle words... Curse the sister.

I do not know that Jun was born in a poor family, but in a routine physical examination in elementary school, he detected a 4-star cultivation qualification, which has the power to change the whole family.

And my younger sister... was terminally ill since she was a child, and she would never live past the age of fifteen. Even if she maintained her life with extremely expensive medicines, she could not save the situation.

In a poor family background, Jun I do not know vaguely that she can make a lot of money, do big things, and practice hard, even if she doesn't know much about the specific burdens that the Dark Slayer will bear.

Just know it's a hero...

God's will tricks people, you don't know that you are blinded in an accident and cannot be cured unless... an eyeball is transplanted.

The father is a taxi driver. If the eyeball is transplanted, the family's financial resources will be cut off;

The mother has cataracts.

The source of the last eyeball points to the younger sister.

The younger sister is terminally ill and cannot live for long. After a doctor's examination, her eyeball is healthy and suitable for transplantation.

If it is delayed for a while, the disease will lead to optic atrophy. With family financial resources, it is impossible to find a more suitable eye transplant for you.

At that time, Jun didn't know that he was in a depressed depression, and when he received the news, he only heard that there was a medical institution willing to donate eyeballs to future dark-slayers.

When she was young, she had no doubts, fell into complete joy, did not know how her parents communicated with her sister, and even shared "joy" with her sister without knowing it.

The younger sister knew that she was terminally ill since she was a child, and she has always been silent. The silence at that time did not make you feel strange.

The operation was very successful, and both eyes were able to see again. Until I returned to the dilapidated residential building, I did not know that I saw my sister who was blindfolded with black cloth...

A year later, just as the doctor estimated, the younger sister withered at the age of the blooming season before it bloomed. Since then, Jun Zhiwen has also blindfolded her eyes with black cloth strips.

So far, I only have the courage to look at the first three pages of the diary, and it is hard to imagine how profound hatred my sister will express in the follow-up diary...

Do not.

Accusations and curses are acceptable, but if my sister continues to tell the reality in a calm tone in the follow-up text~www.readwn.com~ you don't realize that your soul will be slowly decomposed by a knife like a fresh steak.

Today is the same, I am still weak...

When others praise gentleness, it is actually a cowardly appearance.

He gently pinched the corner of the third page of the diary with his fingers. It's hard to count how many times you've done this action. In the end, you'll just sit in an empty room that's eerily quiet for one night and give up foolishly.

The parents did not know that they had this diary;

Outsiders don't even know the torment in their hearts over the years;

Nobody knows.

Sir, I don't know...

The music suddenly sounded, breaking the darkness that trapped the soul like a cage.

After three or five seconds, Jun didn't realize that it was the phone ringing.

The screen shows the caller: Wen Jiu…