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Chapter 127:Mo Jiang

Oh yeah!

I now feel that this guy lying on me, after I scratched a little, my body is twisting, although it is very weak, but I can feel it.

So, I took advantage of the victory to pursue, continue to tickle, before Anan most afraid of where I was most afraid of my tick, I will scratch.

Under my own attack, this guy was scratched by me and began to twist so much.

Seeing this guy start to relax, I am happy in my heart, so it means that this guy is afraid of tickling.

I confess that my weakness was that my heart was soft, and when I saw Ann complain, I sympathized with her, pitied her, and softened her heart, so that I was almost strangled after being hugged by her.

But I also know that everyone has shortcomings, my shortcomings almost make me angry, then An An also has shortcomings.At least, I knew she was most afraid of tickling.

So I was attacking on her soft ribs.

Under my own attack, the hand that put the dead arm around my neck began to slacken a little.So I could barely breathe some breath.At least not so fast.

After so many years with Anan, I know very well that she is not only afraid that I will scratch her crows, but also afraid that I will scratch her ribs, so I just scratched in these two places.But what is more clear to me is that she is more afraid of... the most sensitive place I scratched.

Therefore...

“Hold on!”Just as my hand moved down, the man holding me made a noise again.The voice was very tense.

"Don't touch me there."At this moment, Ann immediately loosened my neck, and then looked at me face to face.

When I saw her face, everyone was shocked.

I can see that Ann at this time is no longer the five senses of sound Ann I have just seen, nor is it the An An with the pear flowers.It is... but an unrecognizable security.

Ann's face, as if it had been bitten by something, was now festering, and the flesh was constantly oozing blood.Looking at this tragedy, I couldn’t believe what I saw.Is that Ann?

But the voice is still hers.

“What happened to you?”I covered my neck, struggled to breathe a sigh of relief, and asked.

“The turtle at the bottom of the well is fierce.Very violent.They are fierce!It's tough!"Although An An's face was festering, the skin was bleeding, the whole face was completely destroyed, and the skin exposed outside was all destroyed.

But even so, the eyes are still well preserved.But this double eye is not as bright and clear as before, but becomes ... become sluggish, dazed, cold!Like the eyes of a dead man.

“An?”I saw her like this, like a knife.No matter what she did to me, or really silently saved me, now that she is so hurt in front of my eyes, I can't leave it.

“I’m scared, I’m cold.I want you to come down with me.Stay with me!”The voice she spoke was stiff, very dull, very rigid.It was as if the machine was talking to me.

“The name Lu!Give it to me, and we'll pick it up."I look at it this way, it’s really unbearable.Even if it is a stranger, it is so pitiful to be hurt like this!

Unfortunately, this place is now just the two of us.There is no Luo Haotian.There is no squirrel, nothing.Not even a mosquito.So I did not receive a response.I saw only a sluggish, cold, stiff, horrified Ann in front of me.

“Come on, come with me.I need you to accompany me.I need you to be with me.”She spoke mechanically, her eyes looking at the front, not looking at me.

“An Ann, where are you going?”I don’t know what she really wants to do now.

“Come with me, as long as you follow me, I’ll be satisfied.”Death is willing too.As long as you go with me.I will not hate you anymore.”She continued, holding my hand.

In an instant, I felt that my wrist was wet and gripped by a slimy hand, and that the hand was still cold, and then the stiff hand was going to pull me away.At this moment, she was turning around, ready to take me somewhere.

I looked down at my hands... it was terrible, flesh and blood blurred.It was like being gnawled by something that was horrible.

Was it true that Anan was gnashed at the bottom of the well by the innumerable ink turtles?

guilt.Unsatisfying.The pain.

All kinds of feelings are in the heart.

“Go.Come with me!”With that, she pulled me to the door, ready to send me out of the door...

Just as I was standing at the door, ready to go out...

“No, I can’t go with you.This is a nice house.”I suddenly saw that the surrounding furnishings, the pattern of the house, the decoration style, and the bright house are exactly the same.

It is because everything here is reminding me that I am in a bright home, so my brain is starting to wake up some of it.

Ann became like this, to take me away, is to use my guilt on her, to kill me?

Think of it, my heart huh.

This is the fourth room, which is characterized by the use of weaknesses to kill people.

So, if I go with her because of guilt... then my little life...

I shook my head as hard as I could to wake myself up.

“Go...come with me...” Ann’s voice became soft and long, listening to creepy.That feeling of panic spread on the back.

This Ann is not the An An I know, but the An An I imagined in my messy heart.It must be so.It must be because I feel guilty, because I am ashamed, so I will find a reason to excuse Ann, so I will think of Ann as such, so...

So it’s up to me to put myself in the way of obstacles and troubles.It must be so.

I want to wake up.Don’t be kidnapped by everything you set up.Don't.

I am trying to wake myself up.

So, when Ann and I both walked to the door...

Bam!

I even cold storage, kicking her off on Ann, kicking her out of the door, and then, bang, close the door.Isolation of Ann is outside.

After I closed the door...

Bam!

A face directly hit the window next to the door.This face is no longer the face of the flesh and blood.It's... myself!

Yes, the clothes are still safe, the body is still safe, the body is also blurred, but the face... but I am myself.

“Why don’t you believe me, why?Why do you believe in yourself?I will take you to the round, why don't you come with me?Why!’ and this face I couldn’t be more familiar with.But what I saw was the thorny on my face.

I asked myself why I didn’t go back!

Of all that is, the poor An An, the peace that breaks my heart and heartbreak, is not the real An An, but I think of it, I use myself to bind myself, use it to pressure myself, and use it to bind myself to a thing.

The cocoon in the legend is this state of self-boundness.

Oh!

I ignored the ugly face outside, but pulled the curtain and blocked the window, and did not want to look at my terrible face.The so-called eye is not annoying.As long as I don't see, don't communicate, I don't communicate, I'm no longer affected by the ugly self outside.

Fortunately, the one outside me, after taking a few pictures of the window, did not move.

Gradually it became quiet outside.

It gets quiet outside.I felt the dead silence around me.

Sometimes, the more calm, the more lonely you feel.Especially now.

I am in such a strange state of view.No one.This space, I don’t know what space is.Either way, but me.

I want to see other people, I want to see the friends who have been around me.

Except for the quiet or the quiet!

“Mighty!Very bright?”When I saw the "I" or "An An" outside, I no longer did, and began to calm down and call for clarity.I went to this place to find her.So I have to find her.

If I can't find her, I won't be happy to go out alive from here.

“Awesome.Very bright?”I was looking in the house and calling bright.But.There was no half response.

Am I really alone in the house?Is my beauty not here?

Just when I was wondering, there seemed to be some subtle changes in the room.

I can’t say why, I just feel changing.This change is from calm to feeling the popularity.

Yes, it is popularity.

Is there someone here?

“Anyone?”As I walked up and downstairs, I wanted to go to the bright room to see if there was anyone on it.

“Anyone?”I kept asking, and I wish someone would respond to me.Even if it's a dog.

As I got to the second floor, I finally heard a voice on the third floor...

“I told you to leave me alone.Leave me alone.”This voice was so familiar that I was familiar with the spirit of twelve points in an instant.This is a bright voice.

“No matter what?If I don’t care about you, you’re going to fall.I can’t wait to see my daughter fall!”It was the voice of an old man, a voice impetuous, angry, helpless.

"My life I am in charge, my feelings I am in charge, my body I am also in charge, how I use and arrange myself, is my own business."You don’t care, you don’t have the right to do it!”A sharp and sharp rebuttal.For the first time, I heard this kind of rebellious tone.That kind of feeling made me feel uncomfortable.

“You were born, and I am worthy of it!”The old man’s tone was simply the feeling of being angry.

“I belong to myself, only to myself.You have no right to bind me.I want to ruin myself, I want to practice myself, I like, I love, I like, I don't care!"The sound is aggressive.

This makes me feel breathless.Is this really my glamorous saying?

It was at this moment that I went to the third floor, and when I saw the scene in the room... the whole person was so surprised that it trembled...

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