Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Snowflakes fell into the rim of the shimmering window in the dark night, accumulating their own thickness little by little. The car still parked in the driveway is slowly being covered up, and it is destined to not start tomorrow. The people in the room seem to be completely unaware of the falling snow outside the window, and the shadows printed in the closed windows are the only movement of turning pages every ten minutes.

Swipe it!

In the darkness, the white accumulated on the window sill was picked off by a hand that dipped into the dim light. Then, peng peng peng!

The sound is loud enough, but the people in the window As if he didn’t hear it at all, he continued to remain still, and there was no time to turn the page once every ten minutes.

Hey!

The whole window was shaking, showing the impatience of the knocker.

People in the window are moving. The shadows are constantly gathering, the curtains are opened, and the light diagonally illuminates the space outside the window. Nothing at all.

The man with glasses who was still holding a book that seemed to be a few years old, looked out the window suspiciously, only to realize the snow outside.

“*!” The man with glasses thought of the car he had parked in the driveway. He quickly disappeared into the window, and soon the lights on the front porch turned on, and the spectacled man held his shoulders, half-running and half-jumping towards the car that was really buried in snow.

But he didn’t come out to park. He only opened the trunk, breathed white fog in the snow, and picked up the very heavy cardboard box from the carriage.

Obviously, he couldn’t finish the box in the carriage in one trip. The man in glasses grumbled a little irritably, rushed back to the house, and repeated.

When he took the box and walked into the house for the third time, a silhouette appeared in the darkness. He watched the man with glasses panting on the front porch and entering the room, stepping into the light by himself. Neither fast nor slow walked towards the opened trunk and stared at the last carton inside, his face gloomy.

The seal of the carton has been cut, but it does not affect the reading of the above manifest information, by the faint light that bypasses the rear cover

Sender, xx An old man in the desert villa on xx road in xx district, Weijia city, Zhouzhou.

Dont make mysterious anymore. The gloomy Dell tore open the carton completely, stared at the neatly arranged books, and randomly pulled out a copy of–

“Cain of Divine Punishment”.

The sound of Xixi Suosuo, accompanied by heavy breathing after physical work, the man in glasses mumbled “the last box, the last box…” while approaching the already occupied rear compartment .

So, as it should be by rights’ shock.

“Ah!!!”

Dale tilted his head and took a look at the man with glasses sitting in the snow with no expression. He looked back at the book in his hand, “Father. . His room is dark.”

The man in glasses fluttered on the floor and did not stand up because, “Brother, big brother? Big brother!!!”

“Father Where.” Dell remained expressionless, staring at the book in his hand.

“You’re back!!” Continue to flutter, the emotionally controlled body, not as obedient as the man with glasses expected, his ass is still in close contact with the snow.

“Stop yelling.” Dell kept his own volume, “I ask you, where’s my father.”

The man with glasses gave up and got up, looked at Dell’s profile, and opened his mouth. , And stop.

Dale will not repeat his question any more, turning his head, looking down at the man on the ground, waiting for the answer.

Snowflakes are floating. Come and talk, please break the silence.

“He died.” Uh, sorry, “Father died. One year ago, a group of people sneaked into Moriyati Manor to have a party. Father went to rush and died.”

Dale still has no expression. Maybe the temperature has paralyzed the facial nerves, who knows. His only reaction was to turn his head and glance at the dark room on the right side of the house. Then, bypass the car and walk towards the front porch.

When the man with glasses who was still sitting on the ground pushed the door in Dell, “Now this is my house. But your room is still the same, you can live in anytime…” The man with glasses closed himself Mouth.

Hey. I don’t know how to explain this situation. But imagine if you have a brother who has been away from home for more than ten years and suddenly shows up. The first sentence is that you tell him that your father died, and the second sentence is that you come back and live. So, okay…

The man with glasses leaned on the bottom of the car and took a few deep breaths, and finally stood up while leaning on the car. He looked at the opened box in the back of the box, curl one’s lip, picked it up, and closed it. After leaving the carriage, walk back.

Home should be the greatest invention of mankind, no matter what it is outsideclimate, environment…home is home. It’s warm and sleepy.

The man in glasses looked at Dell standing in the dark room for a while, “Bu…”

“Dell.” Dell came out of the dark room, “My name is now Dale Walker.” His eyes swept over the box in the arms of the man with glasses. The warm environment restored his facial expression, a disgust. Then, “Prepare hot water, hot food.” Without explaining a word, he went out again.

The man with glasses stayed there for a while. Shaking his head, put down the piled boxes in the study, and then executed his big brother’s order.

Even if there is the sound of running water in the bathroom, there is also the hum of the microwave oven in the kitchen. The man with glasses still heard… restlessness at the door.

What is printed in his glasses is his big brother, carrying a striped, black cloth bag that is constantly squirming back into the house.

“This, this is…”

The cloth bag was thrown to the corner of the living room, the sealing cord was loosened, and a head swayed out, “w_ w_ w_ w_ !!!”

“You, you…your friend?” The man with glasses leaned on the wall beside him.

Is it necessary to introduce this guy who can only make the sound of “wu wu…”. Forget it, let him arch there, arch hard, arch as hard as possible.

Dell checked the restraints on the guy who was arching to his heart’s content, “Yes, my friend.” He took out a roll of black cloth tape to reinforce the seal on his mouth. Perfect, wu wu wu can’t be posted anymore.

The’ding-‘ in the rescue field is a reminder that the food is ready.

“Phi, pizza.” The man with glasses walked to the kitchen against the wall, trying his best to keep his voice steady, “the sausage is increased…but, there is no sausage anymore, it’s my leftovers from dinner…”

“It doesn’t matter, it’s hot.” Dell is very brief, and easily surpasses the man with glasses on the wall. The familiar walks into the kitchen, the familiar takes out the dishes, and the familiar one looks very good. The old fork, familiar with the original way, returned to the living room, pulled off the antenna on the TV, turned on the TV, and punched it by the way, so that the screen with only’snowflakes’ appeared.

Food is already being delivered to the mouth, and the channel is constantly being switched, until I stop on a channel with local news, then I sit down.

“You, your friend needs…”

“No.” The top of the cheek that is constantly relaxing because of chewing is the eye focused on the news. Obviously, there is something bad about wild beasts attacking humans in this city, and the reporter is advising citizens to reduce travel.

“I, I will make your bed.”

The man with eyes turned against the wall.

“Stay here.” Dell didn’t even look at his younger brother, like a stranger, “where I can see.”

“I just went …” The man with glasses probably didn’t predict this at all–

Dale took out a gun and placed it on the armrest of the sofa.

Someone in the corner is arching more violently.

The man with glasses leaned against the wall and stayed for a while, then slowly walked to Dell, sat down on the sofa next to him, not knowing what he was thinking. It may be life.

“Will you, will you stay?” The man with glasses probably put his life on this question.

“No.”

“One night?”

“One hour.”

It has not appeared in more than ten years His big brother appeared, dominating the emotions; it was still the guns and corners struggling with the big brother, dominating the emotions. This life problem entangled the faces of the man with glasses.

Almost a beacon in the dark, the man in glasses who dared not face Dell’s front face saw the corner of the book exposed in Dell’s arms.

The old corners prove that this is the book that Dell took out of the box just outside.

“Zhuang, the manor has been operating very well in the past few years.” This is just the beginning. The man in glasses said hurriedly, “People often come to visit. No, just, just received one Collectible items sent by people…” As if an electric shock, he raised his finger to the corner of Dale’s arms, “Book, book.” He quickly retracted his hand.

Dale’s face began to darken. The tiny muscle beside the nose is twisting.

“Uh…If you want, you can take it, no, it’s okay…” The man in glasses obviously misunderstood something.

“What were you looking at when I knocked on the window.” In a low, unkind tone.

“Well, that’s you?…” Before Dell touched the gun, he said more hastily, “”Noble”! It is about a person who constantly uses, uh, strange ways to gain authority in order to gain privileges. , The story of becoming a great nobleman!”

“Strange.” That muscle keeps twitching, “For example, looking at others with red eyes, is this?”

“Uh, Yes.” The man in glasses was taken aback, “How did you know?”

“Because I watched it too.” Dell stared at his younger brother, “That’s the history of Toledo. “

“What do you care?”

Dale stopped speaking.

The news ends. Dell probably didn’t see what he wanted to see, but in his current situation, this should be a good thing. Dale got up, “You go into the bathroom with me.”

“I…”

The gun was held by Dale, so the man with glasses obeyed.

If there is’the strangest brother reunion award’ in this world, please send it here.

We dont have to witness the award ceremony in the bathroom. Very well, let us stay in the living room and watch the guy who doesn’t go through the corner no matter how arched, and the colorful light spots that began to scatter around him.

“Sorry, I think my existence makes his journey easier.” The fuzzy human figure gathered by colored lights crouched in the corner.

Arch, arch.

Fuzzy silhouette shook the head, “You know what, I really dont know if you want more, or he has more. But really, you two really make my job difficult Do it.”

Arch, arch.

“Hey, maybe Torrido should hire a shadowman. But ~ I have nothing to complain about.” The vague silhouette stretched out his hand, as if to untie the guy in the corner.

The struggle is so intense that it hurts to look at it for a while, it seems to hit an air wall, and still cant touch the opponents hand, which makes this phantom who is monologue alone here speechless. Up.

“Uh. The son of the general.” He was a phantom with a fuzzy human form, completely out of hands. The air wall made his broken arm emit colorful light, “You don’t want to be saved? You? Seriously? This is your most intense desire at this time? Do you want to stay with this kidnapper?”

Gong ah Gong.

The phantom took two steps back, reluctantly gathered his hands again, and spread them out helplessly, “Uh, who cares what happens to this man with glasses, you are not the police here.”

Arch, arch.

“You are too broad. Whether Dale thinks that his brother secretly did something. The misunderstanding between their brothers leads to tragedy and tragedy. What matters to us, this is The problem between their human brother.”

Gong ah Gong.

“Sorry, sorry.” The fantasy man seemed to regret that he had said the wrong thing, “I know you are also a human. My fault, but I mean it’s none of our business. Understand. If This Dell caused a human tragedy because of his paranoia towards alien races. Thats his problem. Look at yourself. You are more innocent than his brother, arent you? You can understand, he Dell fears alien races and kidnapped you. , You said how pitiful and unfortunate you are~ now its even heavier to save you……”

Arching.

The hand of the phantom trying to get close to the corner again collapsed into light spots.

“Why.” The fantasy man lay on his side in the ground, keeping calm with the guys, “Why.” Losing his faith, “Why is this job so difficult?”

Talking to desire, and the incident is quite a strange thing~

“Do you want me to go? Hehe.” Illusory man shook his vague face, “I want to go too, regardless of you. . But do you know what the end of the soul aliens who failed to commission? xi_ xi_ xi_ ~”what the hell, may be a simulation of the onomatopoeia of vampire blood penetrating every spot of light, “So, I guess I am trapped I’m trapped by you, an unreasonable human being.”

Gong ah Gong.

“Who’s there!” The wet half of his body wet the floor, and the front end of Dell’s dripping arm was the muzzle of someone who stopped moving.

This is instinct.

“Who are you talking to!” Dell’s muzzle pointed at the corner of his head with great precision.

“He, he can’t talk, big brother you…”

“Shut up!” Dale’s gun in his hand was in front of the man with glasses.

Tragedy on earth, right.

Someone in the corner arched more intensely, almost jumping.

Finally, his bounce successfully attracted the muzzle back to his direction.

Dell’s sight seems to be a simulation of ballistics, holding someone in the corner. Dell spoke again, “You, don’t be stupid.”

nodded.

Dale put down the gun in his hand, but his gaze took a look around the living room where no one else was, and he turned back to the bathroom instead of talking.

The fuzzy human figure lay back on the floor with the guy in the corner, “You know this is an endless loop, right, Dale is using you.”

Arch, arch, just, It seems that I don’t have the strength just now, and it is withered.

“He probably knew that a foreign race was following you, and you were his panacea. He completely controlled the situation in his way, so that you were bound by him both physically and mentally, and protected him. ……” Fantasy shook the head, “Forget it, why should I waste time talking to you. Hey, why, why. The baby is uncomfortable.”