"In a sense, your ability to survive is amazing." Huayin admired it very much, "so I believe you must be fine."

"It's so cold, I'm about to cry?"

"If you really cry, I'll lend you the fare."

The young man's tears flowed down suddenly and silently without any warning.

He even had a decent and gentlemanly smile on the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, Hua Yin was almost swallowed up by the other party's inorganic material-sensing eyes.

His world is so dark.

He was struggling and searching for something that he could not reach.

It's like living on the edge and contradiction between life and death.

But he is such a smart person again.

How to say it, it is such a pitiful man who can't help but be attracted by the despair around him.

As long as he is still alive, it proves that he has not given up on his hope and desire in his heart.

He probably won't face the reason why he cries?

Human crying is caused by sadness and also to regulate physical and mental stress.

He hid all his emotions too deeply, but his body still remembered them. Then at this moment, he could not bear it, could not control it, silently poured out that great sadness and mourning.

Almost overwhelmed him and she who had seen this scene.

"I'm crying."

It's like a stray dog ​​who can't find a place to go and doesn't need a master, but he's still living well.

My heart is weaker than anyone else, and my fangs are sharper than anyone else.

——I really want to pick it up.

Hua Yin blinked and grinded her claws.

But the other party is indeed a human, a scumbag.

Hanyinwang... couldn't help it, and raised his hand and rubbed his fluffy hair.

She couldn't help him - if it was just a simple task, she couldn't help this man.

Unless he becomes his belonging, give him a safe nest and stay with him.

Even if you give him money, you will probably only spend it. Giving him a short-term love will also be used as a quick food to supplement nutrients for a while.

His heart is withered.

What supports him to live... is probably more similar to the survival instinct of a creature?

Is the only thing I can do with instinct aside is to commit suicide?

Hua Yin's mood was very complicated in this short period of time.

The first time she met someone like this.

But she still gave him the fare as agreed.

It looks as embarrassing as if it were an indescribable deal.

"Oh, what a kind lady."

A natural homeless man smiled without shame.

Hua Yin believes that even if he is beaten by her or is hooked and pushed down on the bed by any woman, he will be so meaningless.

"I have to pay back what I borrowed. I have to find a job soon." Hana Yin smiled helplessly and waved to him, "So good night, Mr. Dazai. I wish you a good dream tonight."

The young man helped her close the car door.

"Good night, Miss Qimu."

Unable to think of a way to deal with it, I can only break the relationship.

Anyway, it's just a chance encounter.

The taxi was heading towards Qi Mu's house, and Hua Yin couldn't help but cover her face.

She understood what she was volatile just now.

That kind of beautiful, smart and interesting man suddenly lets you see his unprepared fragile appearance, as if he is full of opportunities to take advantage of. How could there be no fluctuations!

It was worse than Seijuro at that time! This man was subconsciously reminded of the scene where he was pushed down by a woman!

While making people feel that he is a mature and attractive man, he also stimulates women's pity and maternal instinct. It's really terrible!

If she hadn't been young, she wouldn't be able to resist such a man, right?

In a sense, it is really dangerous, Mr. Dazai!

Is it a walking girl-picking machine?

How do you develop that temperament? It's so terrible! It's completely different from ordinary male hormones!

Absolutely, absolutely stay away!

Huayin picked up her phone and wanted to delete the other party’s phone number and email address.

However, the delete key cannot be pressed no matter how it is done.

“Woo…”

Hana Yin covered her face and whimpered in a collapse.

babble--

No, the hair is soft and feels very good to the touch!

Super cute! I want to bully him!

Just like a vicious dog that only becomes confused and gentle in front of you, rub your trouser legs and lick your palms, and you will have the urge to take it home and raise it well.

...

No, no! That kind of man must be a scum who has hooked up with all kinds of girls! It is the source of sin! Just calm down and keep yourself away from him!

Think about it.

The cocoon of guns in his palm.

The smell of blood on his body.

And his special ability to eliminate.

——Not a person in the same world.

Gradually calm down.

——Huayin decided to stay away from stranger older men in the future, especially those with their own mafia temperament.

Whether it is Giotto or Dazai Osamu, it is a disaster!

She must return to a normal and fresh campus life! Never step into any strange door!

Suddenly, I had great expectations and desire for the upcoming ordinary second-year junior high school life in Bingsheng Middle School.

That’s right, it’s great to go to school with the little angel of Guizhi!

——

Dazai Osamu walked aimlessly on the street, raising his hand and rubbing his hair.

"I was comforted by such a young child..."

A little girl who looks very much like Nakaya.

In other words, it is simply the female version of the Central Plains.

Even in terms of temperament, it looks very similar to the quiet little dwarf.

It was as if he could not convince himself that the two had no blood relationship.

His fingertips were surrounded by a long orange hair, and he dug out an old story from his memory.

Seven years ago, Sister Hongye discovered a girl who looked very much like a dwarf in an orphanage and expressed her intention to adopt. Since the director of the orphanage only accepted formal adoption, she had to delay for a day.

Then on that snowy night, the girl who was likely to become Nakaya's sister in the Central Plains was bullied to death.

The name is...

——No corpse was found.

The name is...

——Huayin.

Dazai Osamu raised his other hand, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead, which was so painfully stimulated by the thrust blood vessels.

During that time, he and Zhongya trained to fight fiercely in private. They were lying on the ground with injuries on their bodies and couldn't get up and could not punch the other party anymore. They could only stop and fight, he asked his partner if he wanted a sister.
To be continued...