Falling In Love Inside An Urban Legend

Allen is a child who is a love, from the beginning.

Also in the baby period, Allen found this fact, whether the father is still a mother, it is cold, whether it is crying or a smile, you can't get the caress of your parents.

At that time, I was often crowded in Allen in the dinner room.

But his crying usually comes from the mother's repulsion and whip, and the father of the father, so he learned to laugh.

Later, after grew up, everyone told him that as long as I laughed, smiling would let my parents like him.

However, parents still don't.

It doesn't matter, I like to watch the children's book, I know this is just temporary. One day in the morning, he will usher in a happy and happy ending like the protagonist in the story.

In the crowded globbess, I'm looking forward to fairy tale, happily looked forward to a beautiful future, and a beautiful princess took a lot of life with him, sharing all joy and pain.

Later, a car accident took the mother.

Allen, I still remember that my father and mother were injured. When he was ten years old, he looked at the blood and his face of the mother's neck and his grievance, and smiled.

"It's beautiful red."

The mother's grandmother's green pupil was also dyed in red, the flame is generally hot, and the mother of the indifferent, finally got warm, Allen is very happy.

Happy to forget the rescuers who call the car to pay attention to do not open the door - because it will make the mother's chest of iron thoroughness deeper.

Hey - blood splash is full of the entire car.

After the car accident, Allenden lost his legs, and the father got rid of it.

He has a new wife, Allen stepmother.

The stepmother is very similar to the mother, and even the way to treat Allen is very like, roaring and rebuking, whipping and ignoring.

Allen is very sad because he still can't get the love of his parents.

But he is also very happy, because he feels that his life is finally like a fairy tale, there is a vicious stepmother is not?

Then, is the princess?

[Still not coming ~]

Ellen looked at the corpses of the father who desperate suicide after bankruptcy, and I was saddened to close the door.

"Hybrid! What did you do to dear!"

The stepmon was very excited after seeing the body, she knocked on the door of Allen, and the heart of the pulmonary geology asked why he didn't prevented the father's suicide.

"My father is very happy, why should I stop ~"

Allen is unfamant, like usually, there is an angel-like smile on the cheeks of the porcelain white.

The stepmother collapsed, using the knife to exploit the skin of Allen, and the mouth has been talking about the "demon" "guy who doesn't present" and the guys who don't understand.

Then, in order to purify the devil, the mother sleeves the neck of Allen with a rope, and tightened the arm.

Allen died in suffocating, and his face was full of regrets.

Because he hasn't waited for his own princess.

Do you have it? Is the content of the fairy tale?

Sitting in the room in the stepmother and suicide, I'm grouped with the arms, and I looked at the end of the dead, looked at the dead ghost to show fear and complicity mixed expression.

After Allen became tired, he made his hand, he reached out and reached his finger, and several residents in the apartment building.

One, two, three ...

Good loneliness, so lonely, neighbors who have played with Ilun before living, is it because he can't be foolish?

Allen does not know the answer, but maybe you can play games with them, and lose will stay with him.

Allen thinks this is a good idea, and the black fog is also filled with the entire apartment building.

Let's play games ~ This, we will not be lonely ~

Just when I chose the game mode, he heard the sound of the next door.





In the room, the borders hanging on the rope shouted in the original force, hit the wall of the next door.



The sound of the door opened in the next door.

Allen stopped the action, he was like a little prince who hid in the dark, and secretly looking forward to the new player.

In the apartment hallway, the brunette youth of a cumbersome bag heard the sound of the wall came from the wall, and it couldn't help but smile.

Do you have a child next door?

He buckled his finger and gently tap.

-

"..."

The sound stopped.

The brunette youth waited for a while, did not wait for the response and recovered the sight, secretly spit his naive.

He missed the excitement of the next door.





Youth to walk out of the room will go downstairs to move the bag, he hurriedly covered the door, like a non-stop gyro, moving a lot of debris.

Tick ​​Ticking Tick - When the Brunette Youth Squiring the last thing is ready to go back to the room, the glass beads beat the sound of the glass beads.

The brunette youth turned, see a golden glass bead rolling to the feet.

The sun is refracting in the window to make the glass beads look crystal clear, like the crystal ball in the fairy tale.

Youth bending, sleepless, furious fingertips capture the glass bead.

Children next door?

The youth looked at the darkness in the door, hesitated, put the beads on the inside of the threshold.

He doesn't want to have a lot of things, and you don't want to provoke interpersonal exchanges.

Drip drip - the phone is rushing, you haven't come to the phone, you have never been able to pick up the phone, nickly, you should blame the phone with the other side of the phone. He hurriedly covered the door, leaving the apartment, perhaps waiting until the early morning Return.

After a long time, the golden glass beads in the next door door is unfained, and it is a deep depth of the dark, and a passion may only belong to the palm of the dead, and the glass beads are collected.

Black-haired dark white snow princess, laughing at him, really look ~

In the dark, the dead end of the wheelchair moved the dead body, slowly evoked the mouth.

Closed curtains, dim, filled with the aroma of food.

"~ ~"

The full lip is slightly started, and the nursery rhymes are built.

The wrist is gently relaxed, the fragile epidermis of eggs, the egg yolk is mixed together, into the container.

Black short hair mixed boy bends the lips, the pale face is full of young girl, loves his own heart.

That day, he waited for his princess ~

Iono's green scorpion bends, and the smile is abandoned and possession.

The princess, picked up the golden ball on the ground, returned to the prince who was sleepy in the room.

Princess, and his heart, will be together forever.

They will be happy with fairy tale, so happy ~



Hot oil rolled, a rounded poached egg quickly fed it, the dead generally blue arm slightly, poured the poached egg into the plate.

It is a love-shaped solar egg.

"~ ~"

The nursery rhymes have been ending, and the brunette's teenager looks forward to the lover of the next room.

In the bedroom, I was taking a seductive aroma, he opened his eyes, and he opened his eyes and smashed his black hair. The white and delicate cheeks also took sleep in sleep.

"Well? This ... what tastes?"

Since I just killed the boss yesterday, I was so excited that the big half-hour, the energy when I woke up in the morning, he stretched a lazy waist, went to the living room, just prepared to go to the bathroom to wash, I got not far dining table Bowl.

"!!!"

It was shocking. He suddenly became cold and half, hurried back and looked back at the door lock of his bedroom. It was safe. He began to recall what he had just opened, and he was the lock last night, not opened.

It is also a matter of life, and I don't have some disgusting things in the middle of the night.

But ... this metamorphosis, is it difficult to take himself as a Tianhu?

Looking at the puppy eggs and bacon milk on the table, after a moment of silence, the black face is ready to pour it.

Who will dare to eat something to do, who knows what will put something, nail spider, what is possible.

He will not eat!

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: "..."

Do you want, eat a little?

After all, I went to be late today. If you don't eat this, you will be hungry to go to work. How can the guy can't get poisoning, after all, you have to track yourself.

, . ... .

Milk color will let him think of some kind of disgusting thing, not avoiding the metamorphosis really so no limit, he chooses not drinking.

After seeing the lover fell off the milk, the brunette of the dark hair sitting at the table reveals the expression of a little daughter in a general grievance.

Do you have to pour it off?

Dear, what do you like?

Chinese food?

However, it will not do it.

The ghosts bow down, and infer your own incompetence.

I can't meet the desire of the princess, can the prince can always be with the princess?

The ghost pale finger is deducted on the desktop, and the hidden can see the blanks of the fingers. The black fog, the original handsome and pure face, also flourished.

Incomplete guy ... is already the second time, dear, it is not angry, apologize is useless.

... all blame you ... ! ! ! ......

The horror of the ghost is full of resentment for yourself. It is uneasy, and the hands of the hands are deeply caught in the arms on both sides. If you tear a little bit of flesh, bright red texture is revealed. Blood is reddish, a white coat - that it is specially converted in order to discuss your dear.

Useless ... all are useless ...

Allen is still a child who is like.

Ghost shadow covered his head, the green pupil enlarged, and the eyes were in many blood.

Princess, is you going to leave Allen?

Can't ... they can be together forever, dear, always stay, it is forever! ! !

The ghosts lifted their heads, attachment to the lover, and the eyes were deeply covered and the distorted love of the cold, it was tightly wrapped around their lover, fearless.

The black fog of the ghosts is also more rich, and the claw is hovering in the room, symbolizing the spiritual state of unstable unstable.

"Well……"

After swallowing the bacon in the throat, after the moment, I still have to be awkward to admit that the metamorphosis is still delicious.

"... The taste is not bad, um, have this craftsman not to be a chef, not to be a track crazy ..."

I didn't have to shake my head without regret.

good to eat?

Dear, do you feel delicious?

The pale ghosts, full of sad expressions, instantly, in order to smile, sweet and happy.

The lover's recognition is the most sweet honey in this world. Sweet, even the heart is full of candy, and the blood is flourishing.

Still tightening the lover of the arms in the ghosts that continue to suffer.

It took a lover's cheek, intimately with the lover whisper.

- Dear, always spoiled ~ so cute ~

Yu Yu lived in the hands of the knife, half, and didn't hear anything, the wolf swallowed.

He didn't hear anything spoiled, he did not sick, no need to go to the hospital to spend money.

In the end, it was the tracking madness to force him to make this look, but it's okay, after metamorphosis, he will return to normal.

I am convinced that my idea is, so I am more reluctant to refuse to take medicine.

After eating, I wiped the mouth and wiped the mouth and wiped up. I was ready to go to work.

Before the mirror in front of Xuanzi, I got into the bow tie on the neck, and the white fingers were inadvertently contacted with another bone.

A dead man is generally pale finger.

! ! !

When I was shocked, when I looked down, I only had his own hand on the tie.

what? What is it just?

Also, that angle ... How is it like a person hugged him?

Green eye ghost stickers in love, neck, squatting, finger with lover ten points.