Under the black fireball, this baby-like soul shook and walked towards Rommel, "Who are you?" Standing in front of Rommel, this one was about twenty or thirty centimeters tall, as if it was only 20 or 30 centimeters tall.
The pocket version of the villain-like soul raised its head, with a hint of curiosity in its shiny eyes.
Although this is the soul world, at such a close distance, Rommel could still see that the appearance of this soul was somewhat similar to that of herself and Alsace. She was so excited that she could no longer speak
Come on, just stretched out a hand and wanted to gently caress this self-soul.
Don Quixote, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows. Under the influence of the field, Rommel's hand conveyed a cold touch and a little rippling of his own soul. Obviously, this soul is very fragile and cannot resist touching.
This scared Rommel quickly withdrew her hand, and then the woman put her eyes full of help on the man next to her, and she was also the man she believed most in history.
"Um~" Don Quixote shrugged, then squatted down, staring at the front. In order not to reveal the stuff, he also synchronized Rommel's senses, so in the same position, the same baby appeared.
The soul.
Looking at this soul who looks like Rommel and Artsace, Don Quixote couldn't help but feel a little proud. This is also his proud work. Don Quixote, who has always paid attention to details, has
Not letting all my previous efforts be wasted, I put a lot of effort into constructing the image of a baby. First, I tuned out the images of Arthas and Ji Shen and Rommel in my sea of consciousness and combined them together. Then it appeared.
A weird-looking freak. Of course, this is just the beginning. Don Quixote was a programmer in his previous life, and sometimes involved the design of the front-end interface. Naturally, he also knew about ps software (a kind of software for processing images, including drawings
, beautification, photo editing and other functions), so after some modification, he finally designed a cute soul with two people's appearance between his eyebrows, which looked very good.
"Ahem~ she is your mother," Don Quixote said calmly, "Do you know what mother is?"
The baby habitually stretched out a finger and put it in his mouth. He glanced at Rommel and Don Quixote in a daze, and finally shook his head. Obviously, this was very consistent with this never seen.
The image of a baby who has passed the outside world, as for its ability to speak and communicate with Don Quixote and Rommel. The explanation that Don Quixote gave Rommel is that this is a kind of ability given to these self-souls by the will of the world, which is also considered to be a kind of ability to
Their compensation.
"Then do you have any impression of the past? Or what are your memories?" He hugged one hand and gently patted the tears that had already cried like rain, but he pursed his lips and refused to let him go.
He cried out and just stared at Rommel, who was staring at this soul, and Don Quixote asked calmly.
Obviously, at this time, he wants to play the role of a man, that is, to ask Rommel, who has no longer been able to communicate normally, and even if the child is not his, he cannot show some kind of jealousy.
Emotion, this emotion usually exists in the heart of a divorced woman's current husband, and Don Quixote plays this role at this time. The reason is that he needs to act in a complete set and do everything he can to make Rommel
I believe this soul really exists.
"Past..." The baby's soul might think it was too tired to stand, so he sat down, but because there was no entity, he did not make any sound, "I remember... I was in a very warm and warm place.
The place suddenly one day, one hand pulled me out from there. I felt so painful and cold at that time...and then, when I woke up, it was here."
"Plop!"
The dignified Eternal Knight King, the god of the sun god in his soul. Rommel fainted and fell into Don Quixote's arms, "This..."
Don Quixote, who was squatting beside him, grabbed his hair with his other hand, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "It seems like he's a little too much..."
Of course, Don Quixote does not regret it. Heart disease requires heart medicine. For this disease, using this more ruthless medicine is the best. Moreover, after all, it is the Eternal Knight King, so there is no need to worry about her.
The soul is confused, and this time she is unconscious because she can't accept the reality that comes from her "child's"'s mouth, and it's just a self-protection mechanism of the brain spontaneously. After she wakes up again,
I can face the wrong thing she did in the past. Of course, if I want to let go of this, I still have to let this 'child' say something to forgive this woman.
"Um~~" Ji Shen Rommel seemed to gradually recover his consciousness, and in a faint view, she seemed to hear Don Quixote's conversation with her child, which was the content of this conversation that made her even more generous.
I didn't dare to take a breath, but just held Don Quixote's hand and listened to all this quietly. Of course, this is also Don Quixote's self-direction and self-acting. Sometimes, this kind of dialogue is not in person, but rather directed and directed.
I forgive you more and more trustworthy.
It’s like when evaluating a person, always being a private evaluation of a person will make other listeners believe more, and most importantly, this way you can directly skip how to explain to the baby what a mother is.
This problem that cannot be explained indirectly reduces the possibility of misunderstanding.
"Then do you hate her?"
The baby sitting on the ground touched each other from time to time, as if he was hesitating about something. Finally, Don Quixote's 'kind expression' infected him, "Why did she do that? Do I hate it?"
”
"Oh..." Don Quixote sighed and gently held Rommel's back with his other hand, "How to say it, child, your mother is also a poor woman," then
Don Quixote explained the whole thing to this "soul" in a very simple and easy-to-understand language, even though he was just talking to himself.
"Oh." After a long time, the 'baby' sitting on the ground nodded, "I understand," he stood up and patted his butt. Obviously, the soul can enjoy certain physics in this world.
The treatment of the law, such as the smooth little butt was covered with dust, "Actually, you shouldn't come. If I didn't know this, I think I would be happier, I'm leaving."
"Wait," Don Quixote called out, the baby, "Although she was wrong, the torment of her soul for the past thousand years, I think this punishment is enough, you...
Can you forgive her?"
"Well..." The baby habitually bit his finger again, and his two shiny big eyes kept looking at the woman lying on the ground. It seemed that she was moved by the sadness on Rommel's body.
Then, he nodded in the end. "Okay, I forgive her and I will not hold a grudge against her anymore."
The words of 'baby' made Ben awake, but pretended to be asleep, Rommel had the urge to get up, but Don Quixote gently clenched her hand, which means you should continue to pretend to be unconscious.
Maybe when you wake up, he doesn't know how to face you.
"But," Sure enough, the 'baby' continued, "Don't come to me again, I'm very happy here alone."
"No problem," Don Quixote breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, I'll tell her these words."
After walking a few steps, the 'baby' stopped again and turned his head again, "Who are you?"
"I...ah, I'm your mother's..." After hesitating for a moment, Don Quixote said a little "sorry," "...the current husband, yes, is the current husband."
"Then you promise me something, okay?"
"You said, as long as I can do it."
"Take good care of her for me, she is more pitiful than me."
With a slight trembling of Rommel's body, Don Quixote nodded heavily, "I will."
At this time, Don Quixote's expression was solemn and responsible, but in fact, he was almost laughing. Obviously, the last conversation was just his bad taste. Moreover, according to the calculations of his soul master, there is
With this false child's words, he could justify doing more things to Rommel that he wanted to eat but couldn't.
Of course, it still does not include intercourse. This is the bottom line and the rules of the game. What he likes to play is this kind of ambiguity between the front lines. Unless one day Do Quixote is tired of it, he will never touch Rommel, because
It was like a man worked hard to build an Eiffel Tower with building blocks, but he pushed it down with his own hands.
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At the beginning of dawn, there was a round and big black sun on the horizon. The entire soul world seemed to have revived, and there were images of alternating light and darkness everywhere. If ordinary people stayed in such places for a long time, they would definitely be in their hearts.
If there will be problems, at least there will be problems with your eyes. After all, the entire soul world has no color.
At this time, Don Quixote and Rommel had returned to the outside of the Six Ring Base of the Soul Realm. Everything was as Don Quixote had speculated. Rommel was basically reborn after this time, although he had not experienced the so-called
The illusion of the inner demon was completely opened and after thinking about it, he also reached the same state as Don Quixote had seen through the inner demon before.
Of course, Don Quixote has put so much effort into helping this woman. If God doesn't give him some gifts, he will be embarrassed to say that he is the way of heaven of the Lord. This gift is...
"I heard what you said there," Rommel's throat seemed a little tight, and he coughed again and again, "But that's just a lie to my child. I still have nothing to do with you, do you understand?
?”
"Well," Don Quixote nodded, "We are all family members, so I naturally know this."
"Very good, then you close your eyes."
"What are you doing?"
"Why don't you talk so much nonsense? Just keep it shut up, you keep it shut!"
"What a savage woman," Don Quixote shrugged for a few words, and finally closed his eyes.
A burst of fragrance came to his nose, a warm mouth and a smooth tongue invaded his mouth...
This familiar opening made Don Quixote habitually extend his hands to some parts of Rommel. This was an instinct that he and Chara Qin had developed over the years, and had not passed through his brain at all.
Unfortunately, before he got there, he was pushed away by this woman. There was a trace of crystal saliva at the corners of the two of them. However, in the soul world, what should have been shiny turned into
A black silk.
"Don't think too much," Rommel wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "This is a ritual in the soul world, which can only be used in the soul world, called the 'kissing gift', usually in women who make thanks to men, and
It will only be used when saying goodbye, and it has no other meaning.”
"Ha," looking at Rommel with a slightly awkward expression, Don Quixote smiled and touched his nose, and wiped the traces of stealing food at the corner of his mouth, "So that's it, thanks to Ms. Rommel's teaching, you see
It's getting late and it's dawn. Should we give a 'kissing gift' and let's part?"
"......" (To be continued...)
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