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INK, embrace the darkness

After a while, Kikumaru suddenly looked around and turned his head to Mohen, "Xiao Mo, where are your parents? Meow~ We come to visit, so we naturally have to meet their meow~ otherwise it would be very rude~~" Kikumaru Danchun

Say it.

In an instant, Mo Hen's hand holding the coffee was shocked, and a few drops of coffee fell on the ground. Everyone who was chatting looked at each other, and they were also very curious.

Mo Hen smiled and couldn't tell anything unusual at all. He said lightly: "I don't have parents."

The audience became quiet and everyone looked at Mo Hen incredibly.

"Yes... I'm sorry~" Kikumaru said ashamed.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care whether there are parents or not, because it doesn't take it. I've been used to it for so many years." Mo Hen shrugged, and said nothing, but still had the alienated smile.

After so many years... have you been used to it?... Everyone looked at the dining table again, and the tiny dinner there seemed to be cold. How do you imagine that you can enjoy dinner alone on such a large dining table every day? How do you imagine that you can spend dinner alone every day

Sleep quietly in the huge castle? How do you imagine that every year, every month, every moment, you spend alone in the dark? How can this loneliness like ice and snow be endured by a girl who is only 11 or 12 years old?

Perhaps, this girl is different. When others try to fight against darkness, she enjoys darkness and this deep loneliness. When others choose to escape from darkness, she chooses to embrace darkness and chooses,

Sinking with the darkness... This forced maturity is so sad...

"Okay, it's too late now. You guys go back first. I'll report tomorrow." Mo Hen looked at the British classical wall clock on the wall and urged.

The young man stood outside the iron gate and looked at the iron gate wrapped in the withered black blue demon, and the castle surrounded by the withered red shore flowers surrounded by the Nuoda Garden, turned around and left.

A meteor passed by the sky. What did they promise? What did they promise?


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