Big play bone

This is too cruel, so that people can't bear to continue.

Jermie was completely stunned. Before the ideology, tears have already blurred their sight. He didn't even have come to wipe the water stains, hiding his wolf, tears, have been burnt his back. Lift your hand, you have been humid. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't send it. It was just that it was in the same place, as if he lost the control of emotions, and lost his feelings of emotions, and immediately stood in place, crying. He doesn't know why he is crying, but tears can't stop.

So, it is very much, it is too heartling.

It is like a volcanic outbreak in the performance of the sound, but the clouds are light, but they burst into the mountain calling, the shock of the mountain in the sea. The whole piece, the chop is silent, the trace is quiet, as if the waves on the cliff cliff, a wave is high, let people panic, let people suffer, more desperate.

Breathing, deep breathing, the raging emotions seem to be fixed between the moment, the eyes finally opened again, the dark brown scorpion was thin, and the bottom is not seen., bitter, regret, self-blame, pain, sadness, loneliness, desolate, etc., but can not accurately express, just a darkness, boundless darkness, sturdy emotions, step by step, step forward.

He breathed once, but all oxygen was stacked in the throat. He couldn't go on, and the burning lungs began to burn, then he coughed vigorously, but faintly, it would like to put the whole lung I have coughful, and then the barriers that are strongly established again overturned, every cough, and hot tears began to decide, almost burned the cheek, but stopped at all.

He can only hold his fist, crumpled, breathe, breathe big mouth, the sweaty cheek flourish, like a gentle label, a gemmour. Then he was so angry and pulled down his head, took the soul, and bowed in the chair, the desperation of the bundle of the ankle landed toward the bottom of the abyss.

The impact and speed of free fall began to accelerate the destruction of the footsteps, the broken soul is already thousands of holes at this time, and even the last move between the eyebrow is dissipated. Then, he will release the double punch, no longer insist, no longer resist, no longer work hard.

At the end of the desperate, is it given up, or accept?

CHAPTER;

560 deep skill

What is the real desperate? Is it giving up, or is it a numb? Maybe both.

Really desperate, like a drowning, trapped in a deep blue, the water of the sun is on the top, but both hands and feet are no longer water, just quietly feel the air. I dotted from the burning pain that disappeared in the lungs, and then stayed away from the water at a point, and sankhed a more strong darkness.

The process is slow and stable, there is no wave, no struggle, maybe a second, maybe it is a century, when the lungs are also searching for oxygen, filled with cold lake water, when the line of sight is not searched again, Surrounded in the dark, suddenly, a thread is broken, everything is over. There is no warning.

Henry was in despair. He tried to suppress his own crash. He tried to stay away from the noisy of the world, but the thoroughness of the chest is still very clear, it is still true and sharply reminded him: even if it turns into a walking dead, he is still alive .

The sound of the ear is also very clear. The drunkard is ambiguous squatting, the snoring of the bus, the high heels, the trivial friction, mixed in the light wind breeze in the middle of the night, constantly echoing on the eardrum, dirty, cheap, Vulgar, ugly, rude, primitive, true, as if it is covered with white mucus, the flies are flying up and down, and the viscous liquid hunch up and down, involving disgusting filaments.

Henry didn't want to pay attention to it. He refused to pay attention to it. He watched his eyes. He looked at the front. The scarred soul was looking for a breathing gap, and then the snoring of the ear suddenly reached the top, and it seems to finally It is released, and then he heard the evil voice passed, "said the stinky money!"

That is a tender voice, but there is a vicissitudes of age, fierce and rough, and there is a deep disaster that has been in the dust. Henry conditions reflected in the line of sight, not because curiosity, just just responded to the voice, then he saw the thin and tender figure -

She looked almost twelve, three years old, and her body did not have a complete development. The dry curve hangs a black lace sling underwear, and the lower body is wearing a shabby black website and cheap plastic diamond high heels; tender face It is still with baby fat, and the white skin is covered in the inferior powder and bright red lipstick.

She is still inseparable, she is / prostitute / female. She is a young / prostitute.

Then I haven't come and grow up, but I can't wait for 30 years later, serious violations seem to be "the world of Chu Gate" is general, and the absurd realistic interpretation has become a comedy, which let Henry's The mouth hooks. This should have a mocking smile, but the smile has become a shallow radiator, staying in his mouth, because she turned her head.

The Ai Ruka scored a calm but burning line of sight, and she turned his head in the reflection. The evil eyes glared at each other, and then saw the deep scorpion, there is no special emotion, only concentrated Open gray, faint approximately a bit of pain and sadness, in gently struggling, the handsome eyebrows are like the sun in the midnight, thin and magnificent.

Sami is stunned. This is not the plot of the script. According to the script, she does not need turning at this moment, but is concentrated to recover the algee. However, she feels that the deep sight is almost the beginning of the physical reaction. When she turned her, she regretted it. Is it because of my fault, this time shooting is still stopped?

But then Sami saw the eyes. The real outerwear in the mind gradually faded. She immersed in the eyes of the eyes, capturing the pain and sorrow of hidden in the depths of the eyes, the bitter torture is like the wind and the wind, tearing the Yingzhu, a handsome eyebrow, intense The ultimate sadness gradually became a little desperate. Strongly, stamped in her inner, soft, strong, all of which crushed.

The emotions of the fundamental mood will flow out, this is not a performance, but true.

Before the cerebelogram thought, she revealed his teeth in the past, and glared at each other, as if it was in the general. She didn't know what she was in the end, she was also forgotten that she was Sami or Ai Ruka, but she made such a sense of consciousness.

Immediately, she will no longer pay attention to each other, turning her head, looking at the customer in front of him, is fiercely like a dog, showing that she is not neat, but still white teeth, showing her own power, "I heard it? Hand! "For the man, this reward in front of you is more important. The service has been completed, and the transaction is naturally completed.

The smile stopped in Henry's mouth, he saw the eyes.

Clear but the world, stubborn and sharp, not fragile, she is strictly trying to protect himself, then put on the coat of the sanguin in the sea, not carefully fight the world, hit the blood, but not to escape, Not for dreams, hope or freedom, just just to live.

That is hidden behind the eyes, it is too deep, and it is too deep, maybe, even if she is not aware. In this cold-frozen world, she did not think about others, live, strengthen, and live in the same way, this is the only focus.

Those who are despised, picky, ridiculous, giving a high line of sight, there is no meaning, just like it is, which cannot make her fill the stomach. So she raised his mouth, as if ridiculed Henry's self, then turned to go, did not.

This is the future of society, this is the current situation of the next generation. In this broken, dark world, it seems that there is no future.

A sharp stinging joined into Henry's heart, because it was desperate and gradually began to become a stiff heart, but the heart didn't feel the pain, only a piece of cold, the coldness of the sky seems to be Accelerate the process of stiffening, full of bitterness, let desperate taste becomes more and more clear, and every cell that is upstairs is suffering.

The tender face did not find Henry's indulgence. She still attracted her own service fee, providing a service, naturally there must be returned, she smashed the thigh of the wine ghost, "Hurry and make the stinky money come out!"

"What?" The alcoholic is drunk, even if it is a moment, it is impossible to wake him up. Just like this sleeping society.

"Do you think I like you? I will make the stinky money!" She still screamed, shouting, with the whole body, and the power of the power of life, she was moving moving, she waved her teeth Hold your hands, trying to find your own rewards in the alcoholic, even just a few dollars, "now!"

The drunk ghost finally woke up from the numbness of alcohol, just for a moment, lifting the right hand, giving the young / prostitute in front of you, and the force that is going out is too fierce, so she fell directly. On the ground, full of blood is blood.

Outside the plan, another plan. However, this Sami's brain is clear, there is no panic, she can clearly and accurately feel the calm sight, fall in her shoulders.

According to the script, she should stand up, then hit Henry, start picking / tease each other with his eyes. She is a little worried, because she doesn't know what is "pick / tease" at all. But at this moment, she didn't need to think, and she couldn't think about it. That is a powerful perspective as if there is a powerful force and is tracing her.

She remembered the words of makeup artist. So she looked up andcomes the reflection of the condition of the physiological response, and welcomed the pair of sight. The deep and miscellaneous sight stunned her fragile, and the faint pain of the mouth was starting. Surge roll, an uncontrolled emotion is turning on, and the eyes are filled with grievances and ridicule. It seems that I am very wolf? Do you have fun? So what do you think? Do you have to pay? After all, the performance is to charge.

It's like a poisonous snake, the eyes of the nephew, unruly, angry, jealousy, hate, sneer, desert, and indifferent, as if the torrential rain is generally, it is tapped by Henry. That is a scarful soul. It is a soul trapped in hell. It is a soul that chooses to be self-defeating because you can't see it tomorrow. It is a soul that hates social hate others.

At this moment, she was not Sami, she is Ai Ruka. He is not a blue ceremony, he is Henry. Under the eyes of the eyes, she did not help but rose the chin, and provocated the line of sight. The impulse was collided in the chest, and only wanted to swear down.

Henry sat quietly, was not surprised, there was no mistake, no fear, just the gray of the sky, the last color of his body.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous. Such a soul, but only twelve, three years old, the face of the young and green, even if there is no shortage of milk, unhamined contradictions, so that everything has become absurd, just like "100 years The deformity of the deformity in the loneliness "is unclear, and it is fiction, or reality.

At the end of desperate, Henry chose to accept and accept reality. The pain in the deep bone marrow can no longer arouse any ripple, because the soul has been broken, the pain nerves have exceeded the limit, he also fails to have any pain, can't feel any compassion, don't feel anything more I hope, so, I quietly looked quietly, quietly looked at the eyes, and it was not shocked, and the inverseness of the cold is cold, which is not cold.