Is it really a straight girl?

Miki, who was closest to the opponent, could perceive this more clearly.

"It's also very uncomfortable." For some reason, Mi Ji felt that he had the ability to be strong in front of the other party.

Jumping a little bit every step, although it may look cute at certain times, but it will definitely be particularly troublesome to walk three or four hundred meters like this.

"I'll carry you behind my back." Mi Ji said.

After Xuewu seemed to be particularly weak, Miji became the active side again. The opponent is now the wounded, and the cause of the injury is related to herself. Miji wants Xuewu to reduce some troubles along the way.

Miki stopped in her tracks, waiting for her answer.

After a long silence, Xuewu only said a soft 'hmm', then nodded slowly, not letting Miji see her eyes clearly.

With slender arms wrapped around her neck, Xuewu slowly moved behind Mi Ji, her two hands lightly clasped in front of the girl's neck.

Miss Xuewu jumped down like a small animal, and clung to Miji's back.

The girl supported the opponent's legs with her sore arms from exercise.

The snow mist was very light, and her figure was also very slender. The other party rested her head on her shoulder behind her, and Mi Ji could even feel the warm breath of the other party's warm breath through her earlobe.

There seemed to be a hot current rising in his chest, and Miki suddenly regretted the move of proposing to carry the other party on his back.

Although small, but can feel the other side's chest is sticking to oneself.

It's a bit hot...probably because I've warmed up with the snow mist before.

Yaji tried to calm down his state of mind during a few even breaths, and when he returned to the first floor, the TV had been turned off, Miss Mahiru had gone, and the whole living room was empty.

When going out, Xuewu stretched out her hand to open the door, and even her movements were completely different from before, as weak as a patient with a fever.

Her chin, cheeks, neck, chest, abdomen and crotch are all attached to Mi Ji's body.

But she was just silent, and she didn't seem to want to say anything. A sprain just now seemed to have diluted her self-confidence and all her pride.

This made Miji have to guess what happened to Miss Xuewu to be so sensitive to ankle pain.

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120 Five. Miss Xuewu is a very beautiful person

Not 300 meters at all!Miki felt that it was right to walk 500 meters or even 800 meters——

Otherwise, how could it be so tiring.

Although Miss Xuewu was indeed very light, no matter how light she was, it would be very tiring to carry a young girl on her back for such a long time.

Tired enough that Mi Ji didn't care about the softness and temperature of the other party's body, didn't care about the little head leaning on his shoulder, and didn't care that Xue Wu was blowing the broken hair on his temples with every breath.

Of course, this is mainly because of five or six minutes of adaptation, plus Miji's efforts to ignore, so that he can barely care about these physical contacts.

With this state of mind, Xuewu didn't move at all, leaning on Miji's shoulder like a sick child, motionless.

Mi Ji came to a clinic, the name of the store here was 'clinic', and the storefront was only the size of a general pharmacy.

After opening the door and entering, Mi Ji put Miss Xuewu on the bench beside her. The other party seemed to say thank you slightly, but Mi Ji couldn't hear clearly.

There was only one female doctor in a white coat in the store, who approached after Mi Ji entered.

Is it really okay to grab a bottle of Coke and drink while approaching, Miss Doctor?It always feels unreasonable.

But in the whole clinic, she seemed to be alone.

"Hello there." Miji greeted very quickly, looked at Xuewu's ankle and said, "My friend sprained her foot."

The female doctor with long blond hair waved her hands and let out another breath, as if she had just woken up, she put her hands on the round glasses with gold wire frames: "I see."

This lazy doctor feels more like a scientific researcher to Mi Ji than a medical worker.

It's like the type of person wearing a white coat and drinking coffee silently in front of various display screens and equipment.

"Take off your shoes, please." After she finished looking at Xue Wu's injuries, she took a few steps back as if looking for something.

Probably to prepare a medical kit or something.

Xue Wu was sitting bent over on the blue cushioned bench, with her head lowered, her long black hair and front hair scattered covered her expression. From this angle, Mi Ji couldn't see the other party clearly. no look.

Xuewu probably deliberately didn't let herself see it.

"It hurts a little bit."

Just as Mi Ji was about to remind the other party to take off his shoes, Xue Wu trembled weakly with his fingertips, not daring to make a single movement.

A weak, frightened voice reached Miki's ears.

This person...wouldn't dare to take off his shoes by himself?

Seems like it really is?

Everyone was afraid of this situation, and the whole person's mentality and psychology changed.

But if you don't even dare to take off your shoes... It's really hard for Miki to understand.

"Miss Xuewu...do you want me to take off your shoes for you?" Mi Ji suggested.

I can no longer be as weak as usual. If I want everything to go smoothly, I have to change my posture. After all, Xuewu now looks exactly like Sister Lin.

The only difference is probably that there is no pear blossom sobbing softly, but a perplexed and stubborn silence.

The black long Naohime hairstyle nodded.

Not much to say.

There was a crisp knocking sound of using a key to open the iron cabinet from behind, probably the doctor just now was looking for a set of medical equipment.

Mi Ji exhaled slowly, and leaned over in front of the opponent.

In the pure white clinic, a girl half-kneeled in front of another girl.

The slender fingers that were as stagnant as jade touched the opponent's slightly raised left foot, and gently protected it with both hands. Miji didn't want Xuewu to cause any more pain because of him.

Yaki hit the opponent's shoulder with a wooden knife, and then made her sprain her foot...

Miki, what a sinful crime.

If this person is hospitalized, you have to accompany and take care of your relatives and friends to make up for this mistake!

What Miss Xuewu was wearing at this time was the kind of brown flat-soled women's leather shoes common to high school students. It seemed that she had hired someone to make a unique design, and a sharp iron piece that didn't look like it was inlaid on the front of the shoe.

Miji used to feel a little scared every time he saw this piece of iron, but now he seemed very indifferent.

Her hands are like petals wrapping Xuewu's feet, and there are no conspicuous stains on the bottom of her shoes. After all, the interior of the apartment is very tidy, and on the road outside, Xuewu was carried all the way by Mi Ji .

The girl slightly raised her head. From this angle, she should be able to see the opponent's eyes.

Xuewu was staring at herself.

Eyelids half closed, eyes trembling slightly, lips wrinkled unnaturally, pure black pupils seemed to have lost their previous luster, and they looked at themselves.

There is no shyness or avoidance, just staring at each other blankly.

"Miss Xuewu is a person who lacks common sense." Miki shifted his gaze to the other party's feet and eyes, and began to chat about something, hoping that this could make the other party's attention focus on another place.

"Maybe." Xuewu replied in a low voice.

"It feels like no one has taught you." Mi Ji slowly loosened the lace on the opponent's shoe.

"..."

"Yes..." Xue Wu was silent for a long time, her voice was soft like a breeze caressing her face:

"I lived in an orphanage since I was a child, and when I grew up, I was thrown into an organization for training. After I came out, I was a little confused. I didn't know what I should do. I only know one thing...I only want one thing all my life and live."

"It's the same now." She stared at Mi Ji with her dark pupils.

I always feel that the atmosphere becomes a bit strange during the dialogue.

don't you feel itMiss Killer?

"I think." Miji answered the other party: "It's best not to take one thing as everything to yourself. One identity cannot represent the essence of the whole person."

You can't use the individual side to identify a person.

Ms. Xuewu may be a killer, but she can't just be regarded as a killer, imagine that she is a very strange and terrifying existence, and finally use this identity to represent her whole person.

Even if the other party thinks that his identity is a killer, even if the other party thinks that this thing is everything to her.

You can't just take the "killer" as the essence of Miss Xuewu, and you can't take the "killer" as her innermost and true basis.

The essence of human beings is the sum of all social relations, not any identity.

The lace on Miss Xuewu's left shoe was pulled by Miji to undo it.

The girl gently held the other's ankle with one hand, and slowly pinched her shoe with the other.

Taking a deep breath, my heart beat faster.

Pull down slowly.

A weak groan () was uttered by Miss Xuewu uncontrollably.

The body of the black-haired girl began to tremble at the same time, as if trying to suppress some fearful emotion, trying not to let it show up.

A hand was quickly removed from the blue cushion, and was used by Xuewu to gently rub the blurred eye sockets.

The girl looked up.

You pitied the trembling girl, her eyelashes were stained with tears, her cheeks were stained reddish, the snow mist was biting her lower lip lightly, a tear was squeezed out when she blinked, and a tear was drawn on the left cheek. wet marks.

What a nice view.

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120. Regardless of whether it is true or false, it will become reality

Is Miss Xuewu in pain?

After a sprained ankle, you have to take off your shoes, which will definitely touch or affect the injured part, and Xuewu's damage to this position has a serious psychological shadow no matter how you look at it.

It will hurt.

Miji took off the opponent's shoe little by little, and pulled it down from the ankle, gently and slowly.

At the same time, she looked into Xuewu's eyes.