Chapter 113
Chapter 113
she is real.
■■, she deserves it.
Amuro Toru was very calm.
After all, besides being calm, he didn't know what kind of expression he could put on—especially at this moment, when he was facing his boss with a room full of (almost) a dozen ex-boyfriends.
Ketang looked calmer than him.
The woman seemed to be sitting there a little tired, looking uncomfortable, her sitting posture was dignified and elegant.Her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, her thin blood-colored lips were pursed into an unpleasant straight line, and her long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, half covering those dark eyes like the winter night, making her look uncomfortable. It was as cold and inaccessible as usual, but pale and weak, as if it could fall into the palm of the hand with the wind.
But soon Toru Amuro realized that this was just an illusion, and the weakness on the outside does not mean that the heart is also soft.For example, the obviously absent-minded and understated two words of the young lady of his family made the tenth generation of Pengelie stand on the spot with a pale face.
It's... unbelievable.
he thinks.
Undoubtedly, there was something that he didn't know, but it happened quietly in the minds of everyone except him.
But Tangye didn't say anything more, she was extremely bored in her eyes, and refused everyone's approach.
And as the only person in this room who could get close to her—to be honest, Amuro Toru didn't feel so honored, he just felt a chill behind him—he felt as if he heard a sigh.Maybe it's not a sigh, it seems to be closer to a seriously ill person, a difficult and slight gasp.
This made Toru Amuro, while carefully analyzing the relationship between the characters present, finally get a little distracted, realizing that perhaps Tang Ye's body is not as nonchalant as she seems.
After all, no matter what, the soul left the body, and even reached the underworld—this kind of situation is only half a step away from death.
Fortunately, in this strange and difficult atmosphere, the gin arrived quickly.
It can also be said that the gin has finally arrived.
"The second time." Sugar said, she looked at the leaning gin with a cold tone.But at the same time, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
——Finally able to go back and save.
The player who thought this way lowered his eyes again, looked at the weak state that was counting down at the bottom of the translucent interface, and raised his eyebrows in novelty.
"gone back."
Pulling her hair behind her ears, she lifted her chin with a little pride, and ordered slowly, in a calm and cold tone.
As soon as she moved, Toru Amuro next to her seemed to be aware of it immediately, smiling, and in a posture that looked respectful, even a little too intimate, and calmly supported the player to get up from the chair.
Tang Ye couldn't help but look over at him inexplicably: ...?
To be honest, she is really not in a good state now.Every step is like stepping on fluffy cotton, and you can't find the point of stress. If you don't concentrate, you will probably fall suddenly as you walk.
Very strange, but also very novel.
——It's quite interesting.
The player, who was taken care of by the high-latitude artificial intelligence and completely ignorant of the sufferings of the world, thought so lightly, and then left here with his subordinates without looking back.
Gin came alone.
If he surrounded the place with a large number of people like he took Sugar from the Phantom Brigade last time, it would undoubtedly be a provocation to the Pengelie family.
Fortunately, although the atmosphere is weird and there are many strange guys, it finally managed to bring people out.
Gin, who had no idea what happened, frowned, and gave Tsuru Amuro, who was in the passenger seat, a fierce look.
After all, it was all Bourbon's fault.
Toru Amuro, who was stared at inexplicably, was actually thinking about this.Although in the past, when he was on a mission, he did occasionally do things in some hidden and unobtrusive places, but these few times, he was so honest that he could swear to God that he was completely innocent.
Even up to now, Toru Amuro himself is still a little confused.There is always a feeling that I have experienced the whole process, but I am the only one with the wrong script.
He couldn't help but cast a vague glance at Sugar Industry in the rearview mirror.
The woman leaned against the car door, staring at the scenery outside the car window that was drawn into a line in her field of vision because she was receding rapidly.
How to describe her gaze?
Calm and unfamiliar, alienated but novel, in Amuro Toru's eyes, there is a certain indescribable meaning.
As if she had noticed something, she raised her eyes slightly, her pale face showed a weakness that was not difficult to detect, those dark and cold eyes, with a half-smile, met Amuro's gaze in the mirror.
"..."
"Before." Unexpectedly, Tang Ye spoke first.Her voice was very soft and fluttering, as if it would melt into the breeze at any moment, "Is that thing still with you?"
Amuro was stunned for a moment, he quickly realized what the other party was referring to, and then nodded calmly.
The player snorted.
She carefully reviewed the game experience of this week by relying on memory.At this time, I have to pull out the plan again to flog the corpse. I don't even have a memoir, and I am afraid that I will really go to heaven.
(Though Sugar never considered needing this feature until now.)
Gently exhale, this ordinary action, but in a weak state, caused a dull pain in the chest, Tangye frowned subconsciously, and quickly let go.After the question was answered in the affirmative, she ignored Toru Amuro and still turned her head to look at the scenery passing by outside the window.
Very ordinary, very ordinary, even if the artist can draw flowers, there is nothing too unusual in the scenery, but at this moment, it derives other meanings.
——This is the country that the widows worked hard to build!
Thousands of years later, the Buluo Emperor, who is still being praised by his subjects, quickly became complacent after accepting the status quo instinctively as a player.
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