Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 24: Storm Desire Comes? (Bottom)

Why do humans like to communicate? Because communication can achieve the future.

Why do humans like dialogue? Because the conversation crashed into a spark.

But whether it's dialogue or communication, it's all about interacting with me. If one of the two has remained silent, it is clear that… the historical process is not moving forward. Um, well, I know we're talking a little fake. To be realistic is to say that under the constant verbal provocation of the white fairy tale, the silence of the fellow princess who has been outside is a very disheartening thing. Or a very unethical thing, at least in the eyes of so many men in the pub.

This is basically what these male players think, shooting at the guy with the cape, the old god in the book, and shouting, "Hey, you! Yeah, that's you! How could you let such a beautiful woman down? How can you keep such a beautiful woman talking to herself without returning a word? How can you ignore a beautiful woman to such an extent?

However, all these words can only be silently YY in the heart, no one will say them, let alone do something that is simply superfluous. It is obviously not a good habit to meddle in business, not to mention the situation of the two people on the scene, especially the one who looks relaxed and harmless with a cloak but constantly spreads a powerful atmosphere, it is definitely not a wise choice to meddle in this business.

The white fairy tale is no longer spoken, her heart is filled with anger, keep a close eye on the leaf words, if the eyes can become lasers, it is estimated that the leaf words have now become cellular coal. She stared at the son for a while before taking a deep breath and grabbed the hand of Leaf to flip the book in an attempt to draw her attention.

In fact, she did draw the attention of the leaf words, after all, the leaf words were not dead, so there was no response. She raised her head slightly and looked at the beauty in front of her, whose eyes were almost on fire.

The white fairy tale finally caught Leaf's attention, and she didn't want to talk any more nonsense, and said directly: "Son Ying, leave the next year, in this situation, do you still have a position to stay next to the current year? ”

Leaf twisted her head, and suddenly she felt that the white fairy tale thought was a little incomprehensible, and she said lightly, “What position do you have to say this? Classmates? Or your next girlfriend? ”

The white fairy tale opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word. All three identities were delicate. The classmates were facts, but there was no position. She was reluctant to admit the secret lover, and her next girlfriend... In line with her attitude towards herself in the current year, she was already afraid to hope. More importantly, she was afraid to say anything about the future, just because she said it would be despised by this too harsh woman in front of her. Anyone can look down on her feelings, but she prefers not to be taken lightly by this woman.

For all these reasons, the white fairy tale actually stood there. It was at this blank stop that Leaf's wrist flipped and easily escaped from the palm of his hand, then calm and alienated and said: "Since we have no position, how can we care about you? ”

The eyes of the white fairy tale suddenly stared at the boss, a raw face rose red, she bit her lips tightly, but said every word. And the hands that were broken off by the leaves lay on the table, holding tight, the femur was white, and the nails were almost squeezed into the meat of the palms. She felt humiliated. If she had loved her for so many years and the so-called feeling of humiliation had numbed her long ago, she could not accept any word she had said in the face of all the perceptions of this woman.

She looked down at the cup on the table and, not thinking about it, threw it towards the face of the leaves. However, a tingling sensation on her wrist caused the cup in her hand to fall, and then she heard the cold voice of the leaf words: “Waste is a bad thing. ”

At first glance, only the left hand lifted by the leaves had firmly clamped her wrist, and that tremendous force almost broke her wrist. And the cup she had in her hand had now fallen steadily into the hands of the leaves, and she looked up at her lips with a cold smile. Then she let go of her hand and held the glass of wine and gently pressed it against her lips, looking at the door. The white fairy tale subconsciously looked at the door with the eyes of the leaves, leaning in the middle of the year like a smile against the thick wooden door frame at the entrance to the tavern, his hands in his chest, a long silver glow, while his eyes quietly looked at the two.

The white fairy tale stunned, then immediately took her hand back. She bit her lower lip and tried to rush past the current year, but saw that the current year had come, so she stopped and watched the current year walk towards her. She gently called: “The current year...”

Walking at an even pace, his eyes gently swept through the white fairy tale and eventually fell on the woman who hadn't even moved since he appeared. She merely raised her head and gave herself the stingy gaze she had cast on the book. She smiled in the new year and walked towards her.

The white fairy tale only saw the next year walking towards herself, walking over, then passing by herself, just rubbing her shoulders, like a stranger, not even the most stingy glance at her, her heart instantly filled with cold bitterness, needle-stinging pain. She subconsciously stretched out her hand toward the arm of the current year to try to hold him, and in fact she did. However, the arm of the current year did not know how to pull it out of her palm, and the next scene was to bleed out the white fairy tale face. Seeing her lift her other hand in the next year and patting her gently where she had just touched it, it seemed like a subconscious move, but it seemed like the toughest blade stabbed her, making her unable to continue breathing.

“How could she be here?” Though he did not cast his eyes on the white fairy tale in the first year, he asked the questions in Ye's heart.

Leaf shrugged his shoulders, closing the book and putting it in the package, he said to the new year, "Well, how do I know? ”

In the middle of the new year, he stopped caring. He dragged the chair straight away and sat opposite the leaf words. At this time, the white fairy tale could no longer stand the atmosphere that suffocated her, and she turned her head and left quickly. As soon as she turned around and left, the tears in her eyes could no longer stand, rolling down like broken pearls. No matter how cold or distant she had been to her in the next year, she had never cried, but today she could no longer bear it. She felt all herself in the sun, cut apart by the abandonment of a freshman, while another woman watched coldly. No matter how humble she loved her, she finally couldn't bear the cold, ungrateful look of that woman.

There was a slight disturbance in the tavern.

He didn't come in with a cape in the next year, and his overly good-looking face seemed to be known to the players a long time ago, coupled with the fact that the beautiful priest had just shouted his name, making people more sure of his identity.

Wildcat taverns have always had a lot of players, and they are all players with a good average rating. How could these people not recognize the famous seniority? Since it is certain that this man is in his first year, the player sitting at the table reading with a cloak and having a powerful atmosphere must be the son. If so, who is this beautiful woman? What does that have to do with seniority and princess ghosts? Looking at the situation earlier, it seems that the relationship is very unusual...

Given that the gossip of the dude is now flying in front of the sky, the current year and the unknown beauty are just... the follow-up to the gossip! A pub player suddenly consciously lit all the bears' gossip fire, and even those who didn't seem to notice the scene kept silently sweeping their eyes towards the leaves and the drifting year.

What's going to happen? So passionate, so eager! Naked gossip happens right under your eyes. What could be more exciting than that?

“Your classmates are gone.” The leaves curled at the corner of his mouth and seemed very calm to say.

Years later, he just looked at the leaves with a smile, and when he heard her say it, he laughed even brighter. However, he did not speak, but looked quietly at the leaf words, which were uncomfortable all over him, and coughed slightly: “What are you looking for? ”

“Why? Can't I call you if I'm okay as an abandoned cousin?” Lily smiled beautifully, and he looked at the leaf word that suddenly became awkward, smiling at the corner of his eyebrows with brilliant pride, not at all angry.

Ye looked at the smiling face of the next year and felt suddenly unsure of what to say. She subconsciously cleared her throat and said, “Actually...”

However, her words had not yet been spoken, and her fingers had been blocked from her lips during the current year, when she looked at her eyes as soft as water, and he said softly, “I know, don't explain.” He looked at Ye's raised eyebrows and answered her question himself: "Because you explain it means I don't believe you, but I believe you, and I believe you all the time. So don't explain, I don't accept. ”

Ye looked quietly at the nearby life, only to feel something in her heart cracked, and then burst out of the cracked gap constantly from the scorching warm currents, making her whole person gentle. Her mouth curled up, then higher, finally revealing a brilliant smile.

Lifetime also smiled with her smile, but moments later, he raised his eyebrows and stretched his voice slightly: “But…” (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)