Weird: Transformed into a lolita, I am really not an evil god

Xiao Nan scratched her silky silver-white hair

, looking at the situation in front of her, she always felt that she seemed to have made a mistake:

I saw that on the old splicing bed with the sheets of cute cartoon characters washed white

, the weak little loli was closing her eyes tightly at the moment

, her small body was lying quietly on the bed

, and a pair of slender plain hands that had not yet grown were placed on her chest, trembling slightly

Because of the fine sweat on the forehead

, the soft hair that was comparable to the tip of the sky-high brush was slightly glued together, and

it seemed that he had encountered something terrifying in that endless nightmare;

Her brows furrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and

it seemed that something unknown from the inside out was bothering her.

Although her childish face is still cute and moving

, at this moment, she reveals some morbid appearance,

which is enough to make any viewer feel pity.

"Lily?"

Xiao Nan casually threw the shovel aside

, the soft little butt half sat on the edge of the creaky old bed

, small fingers, slightly bent

, carefully put the back of the hand on Lili's child-specific rounded brain

, after feeling that the other party's body temperature was not abnormal,

Xiao Nan said suspiciously:

"Huh? Doesn't it look like a fever?

After making the same "diagnosis" as ordinary people's subconscious choice

, Xiao Nan frowned and looked at Lili again, feeling that maybe he should listen to the other party's heartbeat

, after all, the child's resistance is weak,

in case of any unexpected disease

, compared to calling the emergency number,

suitable on-site rescue can better ensure the safety of the child's life.

But when she looked at the white tender cheeks that looked mocking because of her poor breathing;

small lips that have not been closed for a long time and appear pink;

Especially in the half-open mouth that can be seen clearly with low eyebrows, after

the small teeth in contact with the air, the cute little tongue like a small snake of fen

, Xiao Nan suddenly felt that he should probably write a 10,000-word review on the spot.

"I'm not an LTP! I just...

Just to make sure Lily doesn't have any accidents!

Right! I'm still a decent gentleman! "

Gentleman" Xiao Nan made a self-testimony speech towards the unoccupied room

, and at the same time, as if to ensure that she would not be distracted by these "unexpected scenery"

, she closed her eyes tightly

, pressed her little head to the thin chest, and

listened to Lily's heartbeat with one ear.

What he did not know, however,

was that the maiden was only qualitatively changed at the level

of the soul, and the moment his finger touched her forehead

, the maiden who was originally like a light mass aggregated

, in that fingertip, the attention that came from him

, was really, as if the oracle had been signed, and

obtained those beings who could not be obtained, with the power of their lives. "Identity" that cannot be attained.

.................

"Where is this......... Mom, where are you.......... Don't you want Lily..........

Lily promises, next time she will never secretly move the progress bar of the cartoon forward to 'lie' you........"

The endless white is everything

in the world in Lily's eyes, she doesn't know how she appeared in this white world like the Mebius ring

, beyond her cognition, so that she didn't think about whether this would be a dream world

, let alone know, it was her soul that already had real weight,

Let the fantasy dream, treat her as an angel/lower god who "returns home

", only to stop it———— after all, the fantasy itself, the most basic, is to put an end to those

old dominators who can destroy countless worlds

in a rampage, and for them, whether it is an ancient god or a new god, it is a "small snack" on the way.

Therefore, when these dream-based natives

return, they must go through the confirmation of the dreamscape to

confirm that they have not been imprinted by some old dominator or foreign god.

For Little Lili, this "novel feeling" without a sense of time and space at all is

definitely a dimensionality reduction blow for a child her age.

Even in the eyes of the fantasy dream, her soul is already the strength of the lower god

, and the most reliable means she can think of is to find the almighty mother———— the mother

who can bring medicine and sweet hot soup to her mouth in her mental trance, even in the middle of the night when it is thunder and lightning

.

However, this time, the "god" who would appear beside her at any time, as long as she called out loudly

or cried, did not respond to herself at all

, like rhinestone-like substantive teardrops, from the little cheeks kept falling

, she felt extremely sad, thinking that she might have done something wrong,

so that her mother would describe in the past "there will be gods to take away disobedient children." things,

appeared in her.

The helpless girl crouched there like a newborn lamb.

"Uh-huh......... What should I do.............

I really........ I really won't be a bad boy anymore..........

Housework or something, I will work harder to do it........

Lily will no longer go to wash the dishes and chopsticks because she can't reach the cauldron..........

I can also wash the clothes myself........ Woohoo!! Mom......... Mom...

."Lily was like a little ostrich, squatting in place, constantly sobbing

and not thinking about why she cried for so long, but

her eyes and throat did not feel pain at all,

but the feeling that the lyricist called "loneliness"

had wrapped her tightly.

Just when she felt that she could no longer bear it,

a warm caress came from the door of her little brain.

Suddenly, Lily seemed to think of something

, or perhaps, some kind of invisible connection

was generated in her heart

, and when she suddenly put her hands together

and prayed in the way she fantasized that she should pray to "God"

, it belonged

to this young girl named Lily, and at that moment,

made her first prayer to become his angel:

"Lord God, please. . . Let me go back to.......... Mom's side,

I will definitely ... Very obedient!

Whether it is........ Mom's, still........... Yours, as long as..." With

a soft cry, and the almost broken prayer

, in the boundless white world, like a spirit of speech, condensed into wisps of silk, before the loliyin explained how

he should repay the other party with the

candy he had accumulated (such as building a palace made of candy with his own hands),

in this white world,

A second voice from outside

Lily, like a heavenly sound, sounded in the girl's ears:

"Lily, you are a good boy, a cute little angel."

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