One more change
In the corridor separated by a wall, Akbar was relieved when she heard the sound of the door closing. He let out a long breath.
Xiaoli
You have a heart , ah
Akbar's
"They also my family death and alive."
Xiaoli
Not wrong Xiayu chosen you as partner
Akbar's
"Looking down on me, uh?."
After a while, he began to undress himself. Thick padded jackets, sweaters, blazers, down to a thin silk shirt.
The tip of the knife touches the heart, and the pulsing sensation spreads along the blade to the palm of the hand. He clearly felt his heart beating, calmly and powerfully. He had never known so clearly and strongly that he was alive, that his life was so alive.
Akbar's
"What an amazing experience."
Akbar thought so, and with force, he calmly sent the cold blade into his heart.
Stir, pull.
Blood.
The sky was so gray that it was impossible to tell what time it was, but it was obviously not 10 pm as displayed on his phone.
Akbar's
"Did it success?."
He held his arms and looked at the outside environment.
There was a forest not far away, and the thick snow was covered with branches, as if the overwhelmed branches would be crushed at any time.
Akbar's
"Lets meet Frosythia and that two."
Xiaoli
Walk to the north way
The north wind whistled, and the shadows of the trees were long, and it was impossible to see what was in the depths of the forest.
Akbar's
"Yeah, the same view."
Akbar violent heartbeat is not because of fear, but because of excitement.
Frosythia
"Really change place, ah?."
The matryoshka had a weird smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth grinned to her ears, like a girl with a gaping hole in a horror movie, which seemed to herald ominous things.
Frosythia remember the word 'Matryoshka'.
Obviously, this is the key prop.
He was about to pick up the doll when he suddenly felt someone approaching behind him.
Frosythia inexplicably felt that the voice was a little familiar, so he turned his head. After seeing the man's face clearly, his heart suddenly trembled.
The facial features are deep and delicate, no matter from any angle, they are like masterpieces handed down by the master, so perfect that there is no trace of flaws.
The man's lips were slightly pursed, and the lips were just right. If he laughed, he would definitely make people fall easily.
Akbar's
"I'm an old player, follow my instructions."
Frosythia
"Player? Is this really a game?"
Akbar's
"That's understandable."
The man gave him another look. I don't know if it was Frosythia illusion, but there seemed to be a smile in those deep eyes.
The man walked to the stone monument, picked up the nesting doll, and looked around vigilantly.
The sledgehammer walked faster saw him and run faster.
Akbar's
"Ruin that doll after that run into me"
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