[69 Book Bar-www.] She is a modern little witch who goes crazy like a "mad dog" and can bite people to death.
She can slap those strong boys who bully the weak to death, and she will never flinch no matter what difficulties she encounters.
She believes in the wise saying that the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the ladylike temperament cannot be lost.
She is also a good girl who can quietly hide in a corner alone and eat ice cream when she is particularly bored.
There is a quiet atmosphere in her lively bones.
It's like she took off her suspender skirt, and you can see her innocence and tenderness under the moon.
She has always been narcissistic and firmly believed that her infinite charm could overturn the entire world and bring harm to the common people in the world.
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This prosperous small city full of long history has bright sunshine and warm rays of light scattered on the earth. The green mountains exude a vibrant atmosphere.
However, in this small town in the mountains, there seems to be a sadness filling the air at this time.
"Quick, quick, go and call the doctor, go and call the doctor..." A loud shout came from a house in this small town.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a panicked and anxious expression ran out.
In the room, there was a young woman crying, anxious and distressed.
"Yue'er, Yue'er...it's okay, it's okay, dad has already called the doctor, it's okay, just bear with it..."
There was a little girl lying on the bed, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tender white face, her eyes blinking aimlessly, and her face as pale as snow. Her name was Liu Lingyue.
"Mom..." the little girl called out somewhat awkwardly.
"Hey... Mom is here, Mom is here, Yue'er is okay, Yue'er is okay..." The young woman's eyes were already red, and she held the little girl's hand tightly.
"Mom..., is Yue'er's disease incurable..."
"No, no, it can be cured. Yue'er, don't think too much...the doctor will be here soon, will be here soon..." the young woman consoled her, but she was actually already very anxious.
She had a fever two days ago. The doctor diagnosed it as just a common cold. He prescribed some medicine and told her to get more rest. Unexpectedly, a day after she recovered, the fever recurred. I thought it was just an occasional incident in early spring.
It's normal to catch a cold, but it has lasted a whole day and night now.
Looking at her normally lively daughter, the young woman felt heartbroken. She felt that she could not forgive her daughter. If she could take her to the hospital earlier, she would not suffer.
The little girl nodded obediently and said dryly: "Mom, I'm thirsty and want to drink some water..."
"Okay, mommy will get you some water..." After the young woman left, the little girl looked around helplessly. She suddenly saw a cup on the bedside table that was all green but looked crystal clear under the light.
The girl reached out to touch it curiously. She actually wanted to see if there was any water in the cup.
When she touched this strange cup, the cyan cup suddenly began to glow, gradually intensifying from a faint and faint light that filled the whole room, and the light was constantly shaking, just like the wave in the lake.
Like a ripple.
The girl looked very surprised, and her pale face looked strange and evil under the blue light. Looking at this scene, she felt a strong sense of fear in her heart. She pulled the quilt tightly, and her body shivered in the quilt.
Cold sweat dripped down my back.
The blue light became stronger and stronger in a moment, and the sick girl vaguely saw some figures. She was afraid, and suddenly went crazy and rushed forward. She wanted to break the cup, but she didn't expect that she touched it again.
When she was holding the cup, her body suddenly twitched, and the heartbreaking pain instantly spread throughout her body. She screamed, rolled off the bed, and fell to the ground, her mind going blank.
In this small town, a sad voice echoed through the sky, dispersing the sunlight that had just broken through the clouds.
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