Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

I am the only child and I do n’t know how it feels to have a sister who spoils me. The friends around me have sisters, but the relationship between them is not intimate. Although they will help each other to do something, they will always complain about the willfulness of their brother or sister.

If there is an older sister, must it be Zuojiang?

Both the soft, sometimes ridiculous voice, and the warm, all-inclusive smile exude the smell of my sister. From a certain angle, I only saw her for the first time, but her voice and smile perfectly overlapped with a shadow deep in her heart.

It is even unclear to me, as if it is a desire from the roots of life, like a stranger who is exactly like himself in a corner of the world, like twins who are separated after birth. It is the most distant twin and the nearest stranger.

Everything she has, her voice, movement, smile, smell and attitude, touched the call deep inside me.

Is not perfect, but it is like a dream.

A dream born specifically for me.

A beautiful and never ending dream.

Like the moon in the water, it will shatter inadvertently, and the ripples disappear and then appear again.

She said that she was a personality before Fujiang.

I stubbornly felt that she was the personality that appeared after meeting me.

At the end of this magical summer, she appeared quietly in my life.

Touched by her, hugged by her, listened to her soft singing, naked, as if even the heart has become a transparent crystal. Desire flows through an invisible filter paper. After the impurities are removed, only crystals are crystal clear.

When I rinsed my body for Zuo Jiang, my palms slipped through every curve, this pure emotion overflowed in my heart.

That night, Zuo Jiang and I slept in the study, as if rubbing each other with their bodies and souls into themselves, hugging each other sincerely.

My mind is quiet, without dreaming, just buried in her body full of heat and elasticity, like in a dark and warm deep sea, breathing in her exhaled air, the exhaled air is also inhaled by her.

Woke up the next day and it was past school time.

I opened the curtains, the bright sunlight poured on the unfolded bed of the sofa, Zuo Jiang's brow gently wrinkled and stretched out. She opened her eyes and sat lazily and confusedly, with her one-handed blanket on her chest, golden light flowing along her shoulders and spine, like a marble carving.

Zuojiang unintentionally stretched out a lazy waist, the sheets fell down, revealing a naked body.

At this time, I no longer make a fuss about her appearance.

Even the mood swings and the boiling of blood no longer exist.

Like this is the most natural scene.

"Hmm ..." Zuo Jiang looked at me from head to toe with a chin on his head, and smiled, "Achuan seems to have matured, he is a boy."

No doubt she said, I also feel that I have changed a lot compared to before.

I can't tell what kind of changes, but the things that used to rush towards me and seemed to drown myself are now like crashing on a row of hard reefs.

"Go buy clothes today." I said to her.

Zuo Jiang just escaped from the mental hospital. When he arrived in the city, all his luggage was only the clothes he wore and the travel bag with the axe hidden. When I took a shower last night, all the clothes were wet with water. Even if the weather in the late summer can be dried quickly, it would be very inconvenient if I have not changed the laundry.

Moreover, even if it is not for reasons of convenience, I would like to help Zuo Jiang buy something.

Called the class teacher for leave before leaving home.

Class teacher made a soft cry over there, apparently worried heart returned to its original place. The Morino deaths and the large-scale absenteeism of students have become the heart disease of all teachers in the school. Just like the bird of the panic, even if there are students who are late, they will not feel a little slack, and they will definitely ask for reasons.

The head teacher asked my parents on the phone if they were at home. I naturally told her the facts, so the phone screamed for a while.

"Gao Chuan's parents are back, please let them notify me as soon as possible."

"Is the teacher going to make a home visit?"

"Do you have a home visit? To be honest, I am preparing for the mid-term exam questions. I don't have that kind of free time, but I don't have to do home visits now." With that said, the phone stopped a bit and followed me with bitterness. The top students complained, "Now the parents of students are hard to find ... Ah, what do I say to you? This is the responsibility of the school."

"Anyway, thank you. I will notify you immediately when my parents come back, but probably there will be no news this month." I said respectfully.

"Okay, just like that, Gao Chuan should also take a good rest. Alas, it would be nice if other students who were absent from school were just catching a cold."

The head teacher said that he was about to hang up and was interrupted by me.

"Have the teacher been to Bajing's classmate's house?"

"Ah, this thing ..." Hesitated over the phone, "I have been there, but there is no one in Bajing's family, listening to the neighbors, it seems to be moving."

I was a little surprised to hear the news.

"That is to say, Bajing didn't go to school, was it because of moving?"

"Maybe, until now she didn't even bring a leave of absence, and no one knows the details, which is really worrying."

Just worried while hanging up the phone.

I ca n’t help thinking by the phone. If it ’s just moving, it ’s okay. If it ’s like Morino, the whole family is controlled by the Goat Guild. It ’s bad. At first, Eight Scenes tried to explore Morino's actions too aggressively. At that time, no one expected the opponent to penetrate so fast. The enemy is a world-scale cult organization with a base in this city and collusion with members of the government. The members of the whisperer are just daring and curious students. The difference in strength between the two is thousands of miles away.

Although they kept a certain distance from each other when they cooperated with Bajing, and had made a certain degree of warning, it still felt a bit regretful that things evolved like this.

At that time, he knew that Bajing was a person who wanted to have a strong sense of inquiry, and would surely find the root of the strange things that happened around her. However, even if she cuts off her chances of going deeper from the clues she has, she will definitely go deeper through other channels. Therefore, encountering danger is just a matter of time.

Moreover, she said that she could hear the voice from hell, which is also full of doubts.

I met this kind of person for the first time. She seems to be different from the Sky Chosen, Mageweave Messenger, and Paradise User, but another unique existence.

This unique existence may be the source of bad luck for her and the people around her.

Thinking of this, all the guesses turned into puzzles, gradually forming a whole in my mind.

If you only enter the Doomsday Realm to become a Sky Chosen and Mageweave Messenger ~ www.readwn.com ~ If the first graystone is from the Doomsday Realm.

If only the **** dog pattern of the old toilet can transport people to the illusion of doom.

Then, before the Hell Dog pattern appeared, and before entering the illusion of doomsday, this world did not have the Sky Chosen, Mageweaver, and "Paradise".

So, who was the first to know the existence of doomsday illusions? Where did you learn? Who was the first picture of the **** dog? Where did you learn?

Is obviously another kind of existence after excluding the Sky Chosen and Mageweave Messenger.

Is not the very thing of the world, from the voice of the extraordinary world, the person who can receive this voice is naturally the original connection point of these two worlds.

One day, they realized their particularity, so the erosion of the world began.

"Achuan, what are you laughing at?" Zuo Jiang, who was about to dry his clothes on the balcony, asked curiously as he passed by.

She was wearing my shirt and jeans, and the plump posture seemed that the clothing size was not well-fitted. Because there was no underwear, the subtle curves were looming in the sun, but she didn't care at all.

"A very interesting assumption, I will tell you later."

I walked side by side with her to the balcony, and when Zuo Jiang took out the amazing underwear, he could not help but sigh.

"Zuo Jiang, is it difficult to buy underwear of this size?"

"Well, because it is an I cup, it has to be customized, it is very troublesome. Although the feel and appearance are very confident, but if it is not fixed, it will be very cumbersome, so sometimes I envy the small size."

Zuo Jiang said while holding his chest with one hand.

Foreseeing the trouble of this shopping, I began to worry.