Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

fantasy

I have always known that Paris is not as good as the rumors say, at least those elegant men are no different from Chinese men, or even more.Paris is very fashionable, and it is impossible not to follow the trend, so I studied design.

Looking up at the gray-blue sky in twelve directions, and the fluttering blue, white and red, I said to myself: "Mo Youqi, you can't do this anymore. What's wrong with loving Paris, it doesn't mean Paris." Bow your head He spat and raised one corner of his mouth, what, I clearly love white, blue and red.

Turning around, my dear brother stood behind me.He was wearing a gray-blue shirt, and he looked as if he was about to ascend to heaven and merge with the sky.I frowned: "Mo Xiaoqi, you are dying."

Mo Xiaoqi raised her head, there was no expression on that handsome face, I heard him say to me: "So don't let me die with regret." No one is worth caring about after death, I think this is his aftermath. Half a sentence.I stared into his dark eyeballs, wondering if someone had put an electronic core in him.

"Do you know why cockroaches save dolphins?"

"...Sister, go home." Mo Xiaoqi pulled me away persistently, her face seemed to be frozen, there was no trace of calmness, if it wasn't for his blinking eyes, I almost thought he was Statues in the art room.

An inexplicable anger surged in my chest, roaming wantonly in my body, burning everything.Nerve cells jump and start to control my body.I twisted away Mo Xiaoqi's hand, jumped up and grabbed his hair and screamed desperately.

"Mo Xiaoqi, don't act like this, you're driving me crazy, you know!!! I tell you, if I had sulfuric acid in my hand, I would have splashed you all over the face! Why are you so self-righteous? You look like you've been poisoned civet cat!!!”

I think I must look like a wolf grandma who can't eat Little Red Riding Hood, with a ferocious face that almost drools, and those half-dead old ladies next to me look at me like they are watching Resident Evil.In fact, I am not ugly, but a foreigner with black hair and dark eyes who is crazy may look like a gypsy wizard in the eyes of these old French zombies.

Mo Xiaoqi didn't say a word, I don't know if he was cursing something when he bent over hard to bear my madness.Almost immediately I was sure he didn't, he didn't have the function of anger and resentment at all.So, Mo Xiaoqi, have you ever been extremely sad?

I was finally tired, and let go of my hand in despair.Mo Xiaoqi stood up straight, slowly rubbed her head, her eyes were black and pointed at me like the muzzle of a gun.I thought he could bear it no longer. At that time, I really felt the cold and creepy death.

After all, being caught by a crazy woman's hair in the street is not a glorious thing.Mo Xiaoqi was silent for a long time, her face was still calm, only the muscles around her lips moved a little so that he could make a sound: "Go home."

I looked at him blankly, this is my own brother, he would not reprimand my brother who fell out with me even if I cried or quarreled, he would only persuade me.I have always wondered why my parents gave me such an excellent brother?Do you want me to look down on me even more, or are you showing off to me? We don't need you, we still have Mo Xiaoqi.But my sister was never proud of him.

"Why would a dying bird kiss a lion?" "Because the cat ate the dog." Mo Xiaoqi led me home.After hearing this sentence, I seem to be able to laugh.