MTL - Thriller Paradise-v4 Chapter 1275 contact

In a blink of an eye, January is half past and New Year’s Eve is coming. .

The city has always been a bad place for the weather. Not only is the winter cold and hot summer, but the more the days of the cold and hot summer, the more humid the air is.

This year is no exception...

Even if the weather is cold and cold, people still have to go out for life.

Day after day, they walked through the cold and windy streets, squeezing into the subway of the Lushan Sea, stepping into the dead office, doing a boring job all day, and then dragging their tired bodies back home. Deplete your last bit of energy in front of an icy screen...

And on the second day, it will start again and again.

This is the most realistic face of life, hardship, bitterness, but people still have to endure; this patience is not only for survival, but also for the happiness of life, a moment of happiness.

Of course, there are still some people who are striving to seize the illusion of "dream" that has not yet dissipated.

In the end, there are very few people who can really reach the end point they originally wanted to go...

Most people, after all, are lost on the road of life. They have been polished away from the corners of the years. They have forgotten their original intentions in the pursuit of their dreams. They have changed from an extraordinary child to a mediocre adult.

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January 15th, noon, s a street in the city center.

The cold weather seems to make people's moods become gloomy.

The expressions of pedestrians can be roughly divided into two types: rushing and numb.

And among these people, one person... is different.

This is a woman, a woman with a bloated body.

Even if she is obsessed with obesity, the woman's appearance is not in the same position as the word "beauty"; moreover, she has no makeup at this time, so that she looks five or six years older than her actual age.

She wore thick down jackets and jeans, all of which were cheap at first sight, and her short legs seemed to stretch the jeans and make it difficult to look straight.

Such an image, the rate of returning on the street is naturally not high.

However, this is exactly what she wants, she didn't want to pay attention.

"That's...so..." She walked slowly on the sidewalk and muttered to herself, "...'real world'..." Her gaze shifted around, collecting all that could be visually acquired The image, and the eyes... are also white with streamer, "compared to other universes composed of sequences of disordered natural evolution... In addition to being a bit boring, what else is there..."

She said to herself, and no one heard it; it must have been heard by someone, and she would not care, or ignore it as a second disease.

"If it is not 'destiny' that connects our universe to this and establishes a subordinate relationship of 'superior level', the so-called 'dimension difference' does not exist." She said, looking down at herself. The hand, and tried to hold the punch, "and the 'power' aspect, obviously our derivatives are even more..."

At this point, her look suddenly changed. In the same second, the color of the streamer in her eyes became a bit confusing and dim.

“Is it noticed so soon...” she whispered in a blank expression. “Sure enough, in the current situation, the activity here is too reluctant...” she sighed. Uh... I still want to see the 'he' side... forget it, and there will be opportunities in the future."

In this sentence, the streamer in her eyes quickly disappeared.

In the next second, the woman's expression changed abruptly, and changed with one, as well as her standing posture, temperament between the eyebrows, etc...

After this change occurred, she immediately looked around with a panic look, and her hands instinctively crossed and seemed to be protecting herself.

Her reaction is like a person who just woke up from sleepwalking...

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At the same time, another part of the city, the seal does not feel at home.

咚咚咚

"Meal." When he touched the door of his room, he raised his voice and shouted.

Although it was his room, but if the rain has recently moved in again, I feel that I am back to the kind of time... "When you want to enter the room, you have to knock on the door first, and at night you can only sleep in the game compartment."

"Ah... it’s coming..." After the breath, there was a weak response from the house.

After another five minutes, the door of the room opened when the food was well prepared, the tableware was placed, and the seat was seated.

But see, the cheeks are red, the face is sick, the rain, wearing a pajamas, pajamas wrapped in blankets, swaying out of the room.

"Actually... if you need it, I can divide the food for you and go to bed." The unspoken tone seems calm, and it seems that he is used to the situation.

"It's just a cold... Don't do that... oh..." If the rain says, he still **** his nose and mouth. "Moreover, getting up activities is good for the body."

"What makes me feel surprised and curious is that..." Feng Shou looked at the rain slowly and stepped forward. "You guys will have a cold?"

"First of all, I am not a cultivator, but a spiritual person." In the face of the sorrow of the sorrowful brother, if the rain is now comfortable, "Secondly, even if I am a cultivator, I have not yet trained the spirit to kill." The realm of cold germs."

After all, if the rain just happened to go to the table, and took the chair and sat down.

"Well..." Feng did not know, "Considering that you are still in a state of 'not being in physical contact with others', you must not be able to seek medical treatment normally. What if you suddenly have a high fever? ”

If the rain heard the words, I thought for a few seconds, then put down the chopsticks that I just picked up, and I felt a hand out of my mind: "Or, you take my hand and try."

"Hey..." I didn’t feel that I was about to retreat a few minutes later. "What is this? Is it not a couple of times to get rid of my arm during these two weeks..."

"It’s been two weeks, and the symptoms may have been alleviated; and... I feel so weak now that I can’t make it...” If the rain picks up, “You try it first. If you hit the hand, it’s fine. As long as you are careful on the road, it should still be possible to go to the hospital with some medicine."

"Well..." I was stunned and thought for a few seconds, "Okay..."

When the voice fell, he also put down the chopsticks, and then took the hand of the rain.

"Hey?" Two seconds later, I felt my brows show up. "It seems like nothing!"

In the past ten days or so... especially in the past few days, I have not tried to touch the body if it rains more than once. Of course... the main thing is the hand or the shoulder; however, if the rain is like that In the fighting game, the metamorphosis ai is the same as the body skill. Whenever contact occurs, it will instantly return to the game.

Unexpectedly, this time she did not make a move...

"Wait..." But I was so happy that I didn't feel it for five seconds, and I felt a pain in my feet.

He looked down at the table and found that if the rain was stepping on his feet.

"You are this..." I only asked half a sentence.

If the rain breaks, "I am unable to do anything because my feet move."

"Oh...that is..." I didn’t know what to say in a summary-like tone. "The natural reaction that you have made after touching your body has changed from 'you want your dog' to 'use' Small fists kill you?"

"Well..." If the rain nodded, "But it's not certain that it was caused by a cold, or because I have adapted to your touch to some extent."

"Oh..." I couldn't help but hear this, but I laughed. "Then I will try to change the position, method and strength of the touch." His voice is still very restless. The ground travels to various places in the rain.

There is no doubt that Jue Ge is playing tricks. You have to ask him why he chose to play at this time and place... He can't answer himself.

A master who will take care of people into a situation where people are united, do not need to think before action...

Just like those who spit the experts, as long as there are slots, they will instinctively spit a pass, not spit.

This is also the case with the current seal, so after he finished playing, he got a one-handed twist on the rain if it was not instinctive...

In any case, he can be regarded as a special way to confirm that the other party's condition is not too serious; when lying on the ground and feeling the pain from the arm and back, I feel relieved.