roccoschili Chapter 404: A milestone moment in the history of sister control
Chapter 404: A milestone moment in the history of sister control
Chapter 404: A milestone moment in the history of sister control
Chapter 404: A milestone moment in the history of sister control
There is a heavy drizzle in Liumeng Reef, and this isolated island hidden deep in the ocean of memory cannot escape some kind of destined law.
On Sunday, he stood under the eaves leaning against the lamppost. The dripping water in front of the eaves was like countless silver threads. He stared across the street and the rain screen at Jiang Fan, who was smiling at him under the opposite eaves, with deep thoughts in his eyes.
Not long ago, a burst of rain suddenly fell on Liumeng Reef. In Pinoconi's dream world, cloudy days and heavy rain seemed to be an error program, like a neat and orderly code suddenly reporting an error.
But this rainy weather is already the second time in Pinoconi, and the interval is very short.
It's like someone waving a rainy doll with his left hand, pinching a spell to pray for rain with his right hand, and stepping on a Taoist rain prayer formation.
That's why he didn't show too much shock, but just sighed slightly. Ever since the major factions gathered in Pinoconi to fight for the so-called clockmaker's inheritance, more and more strange things have happened, and the written order seems to have been slightly affected. .
But what really made him think deeply was not this incredible continuous rain, but his sister robin.
Across the street from the continuous rain, the robin was sitting on a bench under the eaves, with a beautiful smile and a radiant face.
The breeze blew her skirt and hair up, and she turned slightly sideways, like a bird that was about to leave home at any time.
Sunday almost wanted to go up and pull her back, but he couldn't. He just stayed there and watched her silently.
He was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly realized that the robin had grown up.
So slim, so beautiful, she could already leave her and explore the outside world alone, no longer needing to stay under his protection.
At this moment, she is smiling, not a bit gaudy, and slightly different from her in the memory, as if she can light up the world just by smiling, making you not afraid of death.
He felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know how to describe this feeling. He just wanted to punch Jiang Fan hard in the face, no matter how hidden his identity was.
His sister is undoubtedly very cute, or in other words, there is no girl as cute as his sister in the world, so versatile, so kind and gentle.
But what about Jiang Fan? The women around him changed one after another. On the surface, they were officials of the Immortal Boat Alliance and old friends who were closely related to the unknown passengers of the Star Train.
But his secret identity was like a potato buried deep in the ground. No matter how hard he dug, he couldn't find the root. He really didn't want his sister to be needlessly implicated.
But at this moment, seeing the robin's expression and posture with his own eyes, he suddenly realized something.
In the letter, Robin mentioned that the interstellar traveler he met in the Epseron system was probably the passionate Jiang Fan who was standing across the street from him and chatting with Robin.
As an apology for stealing the microphone and unplugging all the speaker equipment, the potentially fatal stray bullet passed by the robin...but did the price turn into theft?
So he feels very complicated now. On the one hand, he feels lonely because of his sister's growth, and on the other hand, he is angry because of his sister's vision.
But looking at the sweet smile on Robin's face, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, feeling as helpless as Jiang Fan came to propose marriage with B-ultrasound and arrogance.
He really couldn't face Jiang Fan's friendly smile and gaze, and he didn't want to look at Xing's mean face and teasing eyes.
He really wanted to ask the young lady standing aside talking to Theresa. She was watching you holding hands earlier. Is it really okay to let him be so unscrupulous now?
Hoshi and Himeko, who were also standing aside to hide from the rain, were silent and wise enough not to disturb their brother who was deep in thought.
Gallagher wanted to ask a simple question, but Xing raised his hand to stop him. He also said seriously that it was Sunday when the brother was most distracted. If you ask him now, you may not be able to ask him anything. It is better to wait for him to accept. Realistically, it’s better to choose compromise.
Gallagher frowned, wondering what Xing's words meant, but March Seven was not so thoughtful.
He carelessly asked Mr. Sunday why he was so distracted. Shouldn't it be fun to meet Miss Mockingbird again?
Xing was in high spirits, with a face full of rotten wood. He lowered his voice and told Gallagher and March Seven Science that if the person flirting with the robin was an ordinary poor boy with no family, then of course everything would be easy.
After all, the Oak family has a great business. There are many ways to make that poor boy disappear in Pinoconi on Sunday, and there are even more ways to make that poor boy evaporate on the spot.
It can also be said that the identity and status of the two of them do not match. They are like a flower stuck in cow dung.
But Jiang Fan was different. He held two decks of cards in his left hand and right hand respectively. In his left hand was a pair of kings and kings, which couldn't be suppressed even by four 4s.
Then he turned around and looked at the cards in his right hand, and found that it was the fierce bow of Huang Zhong, the ancient swordsman and wine-killer in the world. It doesn't matter whether you are a Pinocchio or a Tonghe family, it doesn't work.
"For a girl lover, this can be called a milestone moment in the history of life!" Sunday didn't want to hear it, but Ke Xing's long talk and mean voice kept going.
"Okay." Jizi interrupted this meaningless conversation, because she had already seen Sunday's face turning slightly rosy, "Mr. Sunday, we want to know where the star core is hidden."
"...It...is the Pinocchio Theater itself." Sunday took a deep breath, and the corners of his sharp, blade-like eyes slowly lowered and became softer.
"Pinoconni Grand Theater... It was the first building that appeared in Pinocconni's dream. At first, I thought it was a place where the family used to celebrate harmony, so it was the highest priority building. Now it seems , it may be the culprit of Pinoconi's current situation." Theresa raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Well, the person who used the star core to accomplish all of this is probably Mr. Gophermu, who is now the Dream Master."
"That old guy is actually still alive. I thought he had entrusted everything to you a long time ago, and then disappeared alone while holding the triangle rolling machine." Theresa frowned.
"Theresa... I think it's time for you to give up your resentment towards Mr. Gopher. You know, in the beginning, you were the dream..." Sunday suddenly fell silent, because he saw Theresa frowning fiercely. Staring at him as fiercely as a raging tiger.