My Witch Nichang (MTL) (1)

7

When I first opened my eyes in this world, I thought I was dreaming.

The vulgar bridge section of Zaixian Avenue, if any one day comes to himself, anyone will feel absurd like a dream.

In the dream was a humble thatched cottage, dim oil lamps, five big and three thick men, and a woman who was crying and groaning about how to give birth to a lost money. It is a pity that I fell asleep and woke up, woke up and slept, countless days and nights passed, and this nightmare never woke up, so I finally accepted this fact and understood that I would never wake up.

Wake up, dreams are reality.

I am a real person.

Real people, since they are alive, always want to live better.

So I was busy all day long, struggling to survive and struggle in the difficult environment for the future, for the future, all kinds of planning, just to achieve this simple purpose.

However, due to this, people gradually have a real sense of living in the moment.

I thought I had accepted it, and accepted the fact that I was living silently in the fascination of history. History is true, so I am also true. It is just a time and space away from the bright and colorful world.

I really think so.

But ... now ...

Practice your clothes.

Who is practicing neon dress?

Like most people, at that time, in all kinds of fast-paced lives, they were not very enthusiastic book fans. Although there were various contacts with those stories, they were almost tasteless, at most only vaguely. Remember a scale and a half of a claw.

But even so, the name will never be unfamiliar.

More than just not being unfamiliar, it is simply a long-awaited name.

Long-known, unreal existence.

Hauntingly returned to the mountain.

I do n’t remember how I came back, or just subconsciously followed Master.

After all, I am not a child. I have taken my own ideas for everything in these years. I rarely want to talk to anyone, not to mention many things, especially after Master, I do n’t like to talk to each other. A tacit understanding has formed, and if I do n’t say anything, she wo n’t ask.

But this time, she has looked at me several times along the way home since she came out. At this moment, she finally called and said to me: "Xianer ..."

Upon hearing the sound, she looked up and saw her frown slightly. Although she looked as usual, her eyes were clearly anxious.

I think my face must be very bad, but I also know that she probably misunderstood it. Master is a very proud person. She promises everything and speaks well. Although she never promised me personally, she actually settled in Huashan. I have already expressed my attitude of acknowledging me as her man, so I will have that kind of encouragement; but now accepting another disciple is very good-rooted. Although it is comforting in my life, I will inevitably say nothing to that. Somewhat upset. I also knew her mind before, so I have been intimate to make her feel relieved, but now when I actually accepted the disciple, my face turned out to be poor. It must have made her think that I actually minded.

Where does she know and how can I tell her that it makes me tangled, it's just a name that she feels casually aroused.

This name once again brought me back to my dazed state at birth.