Zhongli Po opened his eyes—he had opened them many times in his life.

I don't know how many times I've opened it this day. He thought, it should be one more time than closing his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw many things. But there is rarely sunshine and warmth.

At this moment, he lay on his back in the chair and turned his head sideways before he opened his eyes.

It's dark. The lamp has been palmed. It was a cold winter.

There is no sunlight. There is little warmth.

Dancing clothes are embroidered in the light. Colorful feathers, delicate and gentle girl.

So when he opened his eyes, he felt that there was light in front of him and warmth in his heart.

Physically, too.

Zhong Lipo looked down at the felt blanket on his body, and said angrily, "Who told you to cover me with a blanket?!" The cold could make him sober. Now he is not sober. Obviously, I wasn't sober just now.

He fell asleep. Actually.

Wuyi turned her head even more angrily, bent her eyebrows and frowned, and the warbler said angrily: "What are you yelling about? Scare me!"

Zhong Li Po shook the felt blanket and pointed back to the handkerchief bag wrapped in feathers, "Bring it to me!"

The dancer stared at him stubbornly for a long time, then suddenly flattened his mouth, and two lines of tears slipped down silently.

The melon curled up in the handkerchief, the bald eyes poked out with tears, and the frozen chicken wings were holding the knots on the handkerchief.

Zhongli's broken face was as taut as a piece of air-dried human skin, tightly wrapped around the cold skull. The skull was staring at the dancer without blinking. Every move of the dance costume.

"Little melon!" Zhongli Po shouted. The little melon was so frightened that he forgot about his current situation, fluttered a pair of frozen chicken wings, fell out of the handkerchief bag, and fell to the cold table. Zhongli said, "Bring it to me!"

So Xiaogua grabbed the knot with his beak, which was still intact, and pulled it over step by step.

When it was close, Zhongli slapped it away and pulled the knot. glared at the dance clothes, "There's one thing missing here, and you and the kid downstairs don't want to live!"

Maiyi finally burst into tears.

Zhong Lipo watched from the tearful side of the melon, and counted the feathers carefully. Clapped the armrest angrily: "Five are missing!" The dance dress bowed his head and choked with tears.

Zhongli Po stepped forward and grabbed her.

Suddenly, I heard the crisp sound of the glass colliding. Like when I was a child, my mother made hanging bells by herself.

Then suddenly there was a gust of wind. It made the eaves bell in his heart ring like glass.

It was the dingdong of the dance dress worn under the waist.

He had fantasized about broken tiles, the brains of small melons, and all sorts of things that emitted that intoxicating ding-dong. But none of his wishes were granted.

This annoying female captive actually makes a glass sound.

Even the moment she was thrown in and fell to the ground did not sound, but in this angry pull, there was a drunken dream-like sound of glass.

Wuyi struggled weakly, cried in pain, but threw a piece of light and fluttering something on Zhong Lipo's chest. At that moment, for some reason, he would rather it be a sharp little blade. At that moment, when he didn't know where he was hiding, he suddenly flew out and flashed white light, killing him.

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How many of these thirty-two years have he been hoping that one day he will die and be gone forever. Yet he kept looking.

Look to the present.

The annoying female captive threw a piece of multicolored feather on his chest.

He plucked the multicolored feathers. Looking at this fan of five colored feathers. His left hand also grabbed the arm of the dancer's lotus root.

A vivid colorful bird flies on the fan.