MTL - Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again-Chapter 10

chapter Ten

The days have passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the time has passed.

When my father went to the institute, I only made a few phone calls back. The phone was just as usual. When I said something small, I didn’t think much about it. She knew what her father was doing when she was, but But I don't worry, because the accident will not happen now, but after I enter the institute.

The relationship between the time and the rope is still maintained as before.

"When is the time, what school do you report to the college entrance examination?" Yu Yangyang asked the teacher's words and then asked.

When I frowned, I thought of the wooden rope. Now that the wooden cable is only the second day, I may go to the institute after I finish the college entrance examination. What should I do?

The most worrying thing about the time is the life after Musuo. The time and the fall are remembered for some reason, being strong, being beaten, being imprisoned, and being aborted. A variety of dog blood and abuse of the lens.

When I fell on the table, I couldn’t wait to pick myself up crying and writing, why should I write this story!

“Time falls!!!” Yu Yangyang suddenly shouted and pulled back the time of God’s departure. “I will ask you something!”

"Sorry, I am distracted, I may have to listen to the family arrangement."

"No, you are not saying that you want to be a university professor?" Yu Yangyang frowned when he heard the words.

"I can't help myself, don't mention it." The time sighed.

"Times, can you not let your life pass through a pool of stagnant water!" Yu Yangyang’s attitude toward time is speechless. "I see that we are going to be separated soon. I said, from the time I met you, you I haven’t had any heart for everything around you. You said how many of our classmates can you name now? You have always lived in your own little world, keeping people including me out!”

When I looked at myself and looked at myself seriously, then I turned around and said that she knew everything, but she couldn’t change it.

"I always wanted to tell you, but I have never had a chance. I finally said it today." Yu Yangyang still smiled. "I just hope that you can have two more friends, not so lonely."

"Yeah." When he nodded, he signaled that he knew it, but she also knew that many things were difficult to change. Just as when the writer first started writing, the reader said that the heart was dark and distorted. Do not believe in love, do not believe in warmth.

Whenever it falls, it will still meet with Musuo every day.

When the time came out of the teaching building, the wooden rope was waiting outside.

"Is it a bad mood today?" As soon as she came out, she felt that the air pressure around the rope was a bit low.

The wooden rope looked up and looked down. "Isn't you seen you in the future?"

When I saw that Miso was serious about her eyes, she had to tell the truth. "I don't know." She really didn't know, because she should be sent to the home when she finished the college entrance examination. Study in the institute. As far as she knows, it is because of the danger of research, so it is closed.

Musuo bowed his head and said nothing.

When I saw such a wooden rope, my heart was a little bit sad. "It doesn't matter, I will definitely see each other again in the future."

Musuo stopped his steps, and the time stopped. He didn’t know what to do with the ropes. “When is it, can we stay together?”

The sound of the wooden rope is delicate and soft, with a hint of praying, the water in his eyes, and the illusion that she will cry out in the next second.

I don’t know how to answer it. She always has a good mood for Musuo. All the tragedies of a kind of wooden rope are their own feelings.

Life is always a combination of points and points, and I always feel that I am very fatal. It’s just that... Although Musuo is not as self-confident as before, it still feels insecure. If she really meets the so-called destined actor, there is no way to predict what will happen.

Musuo saw the embarrassing expression, bowed his head, and his eyes flashed red, but his hands were tightly pinched.

When I sighed, I didn’t change my habit of lowering my head when I was unhappy. When I fell on the wooden hand and pinched it into a small fist, I also hope that the day will continue to calm down like this, you read When I was in high school, I went to college. When you were in college, I was your teacher. The previous life was originally planned like this. However, the world plans to keep up with the changes. Maybe everyone really has a certain trajectory. No matter how offset, it is still not going out." The sound of time and time has a slight sadness.

The red light in the cable eyes quickly faded. The hand is also slowly released, interlocking with the hands of the time.

Mussin was very surprised, this is the first time, the first time so fast, so quickly the heart of the suffocating disappeared. Is it the future that is depicted? No matter what he said later, Musuo did not notice how much, her full attention was attracted by the description of the time, and the original plan had its own.

The two men did not speak until they were separated. When they got home, they saw the so-called second son who had been there last time.

"It's falling back." Erbo stood up.

Because the last time I came, it was winter, and this time it was summer, when I first saw the red totem on his wrist. Although it is not big, but the time is still found at first sight, probably because the mother said before leaving.

When I was in the heart, I was more vigilant. When my mother said that she was going to avoid it, now she can only bite the scalp.

Also somewhere in the corner, a small blood-red cocked horse climbed open.

"Second, I haven't seen you for a long time." When the time fell, the scalp opened, and she always felt that this second look was very strange.

"Let's fall, this time there is something to inform you." Erbo walked over, and felt inexplicably felt a sense of oppression.

Suddenly, I saw what the so-called Erbo had pulled out from behind, and then I saw a red light shining toward myself, and I was shocked. What is the situation? There was no reaction at all, and the whole person felt a pain. When he realized that his right hand had begun to bleed, there was a wound that appeared because of the red light.

When I saw the wound that fell when I saw it, Erbo seemed very surprised. I didn’t know what to say when I was in my mouth. When I fell into a pain, I couldn’t speak at all. The feeling that the pain was completely connected with the heart was not at all. Dare to move.

"Second... What does this mean?" He took a breath and pressed the earrings on his left.

The other party seems to understand the meaning of this action, breaking the window next to it.

The butler and other servants who heard the sound came in immediately.

"Miss!" When the housekeeper came in, he saw the injured right hand. "Come on the doctor!"

"What is the second master?" The butler realized that one person was missing, and then saw the broken window.

"Housekeeper, don't worry about this matter." When the time flies, the courage and the aerodynamics move the right hand, but fortunately, it can move. It seems that it has not hurt the bones. What is the other party doing? When I knew that the other party was definitely not the real second, when I came in, I began to doubt, and the temperament was too far.

Finally, turning the window to run makes time and time determine, even if he kills himself, there will be no such thing as turning the window in his position. What's more, it's just hurt.

On the other hand, the so-called Erbo is still mourning, "How could it not? Isn't it in the archives that she is? Auntie!" Touching his nose, "How come it suddenly becomes cold?"

Looking back, I saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

"You!! You!!!" looked at him in horror as the girl who climbed out of hell. The man had a hint of surprise in his heart, but immediately became frightened because of the bloodthirsty eyes of the other.

"You let her bleed." The voice carries ice.

Men are not stupid, "You are!"

Musuo smiled, and then a dense red blood rushed toward the man.

The panic in the man’s eyes turned into ecstasy. “It’s really successful! God! It’s really successful!”

Finally the sound disappeared into a **** fog, and the wooden rope was watching.

The last thing on the ground was clean. The wooden rope went up and picked up a small red object on the ground. I saw this on the wrist just now, but at that time, this was flat, but now it is three-dimensional. The sense of suffocation in the heart of the rope has faded, and turned to walk toward the villa where the time was.

When Musuo arrived, he saw a dark villa. The wooden rope had a bad feeling in his heart. When he turned in, he looked at the living room where there was no light. The wooden rope was cold. 2k novel reading network