It's a pity that these two lines are sung and sung back and forth.

She also seemed ashamed of the lack of lyrics she had, and sat quietly aside when she finished singing.

He found that she was doing a bad job.

There are often injuries on the body, and occasionally some shocking bruises on the delicate neck......

Such a childish-tender little body, with a little force, will die......

Although they all called her princess, none of them took her seriously.

That's right, if you are really favored, you won't be left in this kind of ghost place.

Strange girl.

"I'm going back, see you tomorrow." She waved at him in the afterglow of the setting sun, her eyebrows and eyes were dark and her skin was snowy, and her smile bloomed like a flower on her beautiful little face, fully expressing her expectations.

Tomorrow he will come, he thought.

……

Unfortunately, he missed the appointment, and his experiment had an overreaction and he almost died.

The same batch of people died cleanly at that time, he was also going to die, but I don't know why, I always thought of that strange little girl in my mind, a strange intuition, she would definitely wait for him.

It is a kind of happiness to have someone waiting.

Relying on such a belief, he survived a catastrophe.

After a long time, when he could get out of bed and walk around, he immediately went to the tree.

Sure enough, there was a small figure squatting under the tree, looking in the direction of the sea, looking at a single shadow, very pitiful.

At that moment, he heard the sound of something shattering inside him.

She turned her head in the interplay of light and shadow, her long eyelashes blinked, and her beautiful big eyes were immediately filled with tears, she ran over crying, broke the taboo for the first time, threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and cried: "Where have you been?" I thought I'd never see you again......"

The child's body was delicate, soft and delicate, and the warm liquid wet the clothes, and the heat spread all the way to the cold heart, and he had a feeling of being alive again.

It's a pity that the words that came out of my mouth were-

“…… Little idiot! ”

She wasn't angry, and she didn't know if she didn't understand what "idiot" meant, so she smiled at him happily.

He sat on the beach with her in his arms, looking at the endless sea, and a thought was firm in his heart.

He must live.

Take her out of this lifeless island of despair.

"Can you talk......" she tilted her head and smiled, revealing two small sharp teeth that rubbed against him like a cat.

He asked, "Do you know what to call me?" ”

Her big pure eyes blinked, and she said two words uncertainly: "...... Uncle ......"

“…… Call my brother ......"

"Brother." The girl immediately changed her words obediently, and seemed to think that this title was very good, and she screamed many times in a row.

That day, they talked a lot under the tree, and he told her many stories beyond the island.

Such a pure and beautiful child should not be buried in this ghost place for the rest of his life.

……

Someone dies every day on the island.

Once she looked at the car dumping the corpse on the beach, hid in his arms with a white face, and whispered, "What's wrong with them?" ”

Three-year-olds don't yet understand what death is.

No one taught her either.

He covered his pure eyes and told her in a fairy tale-telling voice: "They are dead." ”

"What is dead?" Long eyelashes crossed his palm, and her tone was cautious.