Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The sound of bathing came from the bathroom, and the contours of the bumps can be seen from the bathroom door inlaid with the whole piece of frosted glass. She raised her head and put her hands in her hair to welcome the spray of hot water. So I spoke to her and went out to the Internet cafe.

Internet cafe is only 30 meters away from the hotel. The facade is formal and spacious, but the venue is set underground, the area is quite wide, and there are hundreds of computers. Just like entering the parking lot, after entering the gate, going down the **** is the main station. The lights are dimmed inside, the decoration is elegant, and there are basically no guests yelling. The waiters walked around the Internet area, all in the same uniform.

I make a single order in front of the reception desk for three yuan an hour. But I just used my mailbox and I did n’t plan to stay for long. Fujiang was still in the hotel.

When I opened my email, I accidentally saw a letter from a strange address. I thought it was spam and wanted to delete it, but I suddenly felt that the address became a bit familiar. Then I remembered that it was the contact method given by Father Sisen. Probably not a contact method, because there is no description in the diary, e-mail can be sent to the priest through this address.

Speaking of the priest, has he returned from the illusion of doomsday? Although returning to reality from the end of the illusion will be erased, but veterans like priests naturally have their own ways of circumvention.

According to the description in the diary, the priest specifically told him not to use it at a critical moment, and even if it is used, it will not necessarily respond. As he said, some time ago, I especially felt passive and difficult, so I sent the e-mail, but there has been no reply.

Originally thought that there would be no more replies, but I did not expect that the other party responded unexpectedly without waiting for me to send the second email.

Looked at the date, it was sent almost at the same time I went online.

Is really a coincidence.

Is really a coincidence?

I opened it. The title of the sender is English, which translates into Chinese as "Internet Ball". The meaning of the name is very vague. I can't think of who the other party is.

Dear Mr. Quark: (I used the name of Quark in the Internet)

Your letter has been received, and your trouble is within the scope of our handling mechanism. In order to better deal with the incident and deepen the mutual understanding, I hope to be able to further discuss, please verify your identity at the time and address shown below. Please wear black gloves on your left hand when you come. If you have gray stone, please bring it with you.

Maybe this is the first time you have contacted us and do not understand us, but you are still asked to believe our credibility. We treat each guest with a sincere and serious attitude, and strive to let victims like you and potential victims around the world return to normal social order.

The content of the letter is roughly the same, and then the time and place of the meeting are appended at the end of the letter.

I asked the waiter to come to the paper and take notes, and then leave an email to parents who are far away in a foreign country. I do n’t want to tell them all about my situation. I do n’t know what to write for a while. After writing a few sentences, the result is like a last word. I can only delete it. Then I just tell them that the house is on fire. worry.

Send out the e-mail, but do not know when they will receive it, can't help feeling a little nervous. Although they also have e-mail, they are passionate about the romance and atmosphere unique to stationery in reality, and may not open their e-mail once a month. But when I think about it, maybe it's the period of time that they are neglected, and I will finish everything.

In a conflicted mood, I left the Internet cafe, found a nearby phone booth, and called the class teacher.

"Hello, this is Gao Chuan."

"Ah, Gao Chuan, what's the matter so late?"

I have a strong control over my mood. If I don't know me well, it's hard to see signs from my appearance. The head teacher didn't notice my strangeness at all, and asked in the same tone as usual.

At the same time, the sound of TV and the background of the girl's playfulness came across from the other side. It was very lively. At the same time, it made me feel too far away, and I don't know when there was a layer of transparent barriers. As if I had been in that atmosphere for a long time ago, I have never envied them as much as I am now, and sincerely hope that what is happening to me, and what the world is and will happen, do not involve them. In a broken vortex.

A voice told me that this is impossible.

I couldn't help but germinate the idea of ​​becoming a hero again, but it turned out that what I can do is not as much as I imagined. This is a very frustrating and extraordinarily realistic perception.

I feel pain for this, but I suppress this feeling and don't let it show up in my tone.

"My home was on fire and everything was burned. Now I live with relatives and hope to take some time off before contacting my parents."

The other party's consternation seemed to come from the receiver.

Was silent for a while.

"Well ... Can you come to school to go through the formalities tomorrow? Sounds like a serious look, aren't you injured?"

"Sorry, such a thing happened, I really have no mood ......"

Was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"If you don't come suddenly, everyone will be very worried. It's better to explain it to you." The head teacher's tone is very strong, and it seems that I want to go to school anyway. But now I have a thorn in my back, maybe tomorrow I will be wanted by the city, whether it is for my own safety or the safety of other teachers and students, it is impossible to pass.

My silence seems to make the head teacher understand the determination here.

"It's not just a fire? Is there something else happening?" The head teacher thought quickly, and should have noticed something from the previous tentative conversation, so the tone was so low, "Gao Chuan, you listen to me, although you are better Children are more capable, but at this time, is it better to discuss with adults? You can call me tonight, I am very happy, which proves your respect and trust for me. If so, why not sit down and say A few words, what about my suggestions? "

"... Sorry, I can trust you tonight, but maybe not tomorrow." Maybe you will see my profile picture in the community bulletin board tomorrow.

"Then it will work tonight, where are you? I will immediately ..."

I didn't finish listening, I hung up the phone. This is the end of this matter. My family is different from other people. The head teacher cannot contact my parents on their own, and the so-called relatives are simply false. Although I am very sorry for the class teacher ’s concerns, I think this is the best way.

I suddenly remembered the eight scenes that had never been seen, and I didn't know where she was or what kind of life she was living.

Too many things fill my heart with a sense of urgency.

Just as the child feels powerless and desperate to become an adult overnight, I am eager to become stronger.

When he returned to the hotel, Fu Jiang was leaning on the bedside to watch TV. His body was covered with blue and white towels only around his neck, and Misaki slept on the other side. There was no light in the room, and a foreign humorous drama was being shown on the TV. After the witty dubbing, a huge laugh followed. The diffused fluorescence fluctuated with the movements of the figures, and Fu Jiang's playful expression was hidden in the jumping shadow, deep and blurred.

After I came in, she looked at me and turned her eyes to the TV. So when I went to take a bath and wiped my hair out, she picked up the remote control and changed the station.

In an instant, gasps, moans, and knocks filled the room.

I stayed in place, my feet hard to move like rooting. Fu Jiang turned his head to stare at me and stretched his limbs naked. The slender body was full of indescribable beauty of desire in the obscure voice and light. Her eyes leaped some kind of flame in the depth of her eyes, as if foreshadowed .

It may be a catharsis, a hunger, an invitation, a ceremony.

"Achuan, have you done it?"

"No, no."

"the first time?"

"the first time."

Even when she asked questions that were headless and brainless at this time, I knew the meaning behind it, so my heartbeat was quick and uneasy. These questions came out quietly from the mouth of Fu Jiang, and I was deeply overwhelmed. I fell down and knotted my tongue.

"So, do you want to do it?" Fu Jiang asked in this way, although it was an interrogative sentence, but there was a momentum that he could not refuse. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Really ... do you want to do?" I looked at her hesitantly. To be honest, I am not prepared at all. Although I feel that we will develop such a relationship someday in the future. Although it is not without fantasizing about the scene of this happening, the reality is accelerating, and it is very different.

is this real?

Ke Fujiang's eyes told me that she was serious, she had decided.

'S eyes were full of magnetic magic in an instant, and I couldn't help but stepped forward and was hugged by her straight body and rolled over on the bed.

She was riding on me, pressing my hands, her face was almost in front of me, and her breathing breath flicked my face.

"I want to do it," she said.

"But ..." I watched Sakuya sleeping next to me.

"She fell asleep. And ... don't you think this is more exciting?"

I was like a frog spotted by a snake, and she swallowed her pants roughly and swallowed it. After warming up, her climax followed. Her movements were rude and fanatical. Although it was the first time, it was like a tireless horse that never tires, a bottle of spicy spirit, which completely melted me. I fought back, and she was hit back again.

We did it five times in a row. Almost all the known and imaginable poses and parts were done all over, completely and completely occupying each other. At the end, every corner of the room was filled with traces of us.

The next day, when I woke up, it was like having a ridiculous dream, but it was indeed Fu Jiang who was lying next to her, naked carcass, interlaced limbs, part of which remained in her body, and her right hand held her huge Chest, all this is to prove that what happened last night is not a delusion.

Is really incredible. For the first time, we did it five times in a row.