Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 89: Daily Divide

The sound of bathing came from the bathroom, and the concave and convex outlines can be seen from the bathroom door inlaid with a piece of frosted glass. She raised her head, put her hands in her hair, and welcomed the spray of hot water to her heart's content. So I told her and went out to the Internet cafe.

　　The Internet cafe is only 30 meters away from the hotel. The facade is formal and generous, but the venue is set underground. The area is quite wide. To speak of it, there are hundreds of computers. Just like entering a parking lot, after entering the gate, go down the **** to the reception desk. The lights are dimmed inside, and the decoration is elegant, so you can hardly hear any guests yelling. The waiters walked around in the internet area, all in the same uniform.

　　 I play singles in front of the main station, three yuan an hour. But I just use the mailbox, and don't plan to stay for long, Fu Jiang is still in the hotel.

　　When I opened the e-mail box, I accidentally saw a letter from an unfamiliar address. I thought it was spam and wanted to delete it easily, but suddenly I felt that the address became a bit familiar. Only then did I remember that that was the contact information Father Xi Sen gave me. Probably it can't be regarded as a contact method, because it is not stated in the diary that the e-mail can be sent to the priest through this address.

　　 Speaking of the priest, has he returned from the doomsday illusion? Although returning to reality from the doomsday illusion will erase the memory, veterans like priests naturally have their own ways of avoiding it.

　　According to the record in the diary, the priest specifically instructed not to use it unless it is a critical moment, and even if it is used, there may not be a response. As he said, some time ago, I especially felt passive and predicament, so I sent the e-mail, but there was no reply.

　　 originally thought that there would be no more replies, but I didn’t expect the other party to reply unexpectedly without waiting for me to send the second email.

　　 took a look at the date, and it was sent almost at the same time I went online.

　　 is a coincidence.

　　 is really a coincidence?

　　 I will open it. The name of the sender is English, and translated into Chinese is "Network Ball". The meaning of the name is very vague. I can't figure out 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 handle the incident, deepen mutual understanding, and hope to have a deeper discussion, please verify your identity at the time and address shown below. Please wear a black glove on your left hand when you come. If you have graystone, please bring it with you.

　　Maybe you are contacting us for the first time and you don’t know us, but you still ask you to believe in our credibility. We treat every guest with a sincere and serious attitude, and strive to bring victims like you and potential victims around the world back to normal social order.

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

　　 I asked the waiter for papers and notes, and then left an e-mail to my parents in a foreign country. I don’t want to tell them all about my situation. I don’t know what to write for a while. After writing a few sentences, it seems like a last word. I can only delete them. Then I only tell them that there is a fire in their home and that they are living in a friend’s house. worry.

　　 sent the email out, but didn't know when they would receive it, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although they also have e-mails, they are passionate about the romance and atmosphere unique to letter paper in reality, and they might not open their e-mail boxes once a month. But when I thought about it, maybe it was the time that they ignored, and I would have handled everything.

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

　　 "Hello, I am Gao Chuan."

　　 "Ah, Gao Chuan, what's the matter at this late hour?"

　　 I have a lot of control over my mood, and it’s hard to tell from my appearance unless someone who knows me well. 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 sound of girls frolicking on the other side were very lively. It made me sigh, but also felt too far away. I don't know when there was a transparent barrier between them. It seems that I have been in that atmosphere a long time ago. I have never envied them like I am now, and sincerely hope that what is happening to me, and what is going to happen in this world, don’t involve them. In the vortex of destruction.

　　 A voice told me that this is impossible.

　　 I couldn’t help but once again sprouted the idea of ​​becoming a hero, but the facts proved that I can’t do as many things as I imagined. This is a very frustrating and extremely realistic perception.

　　 I felt painful for this, but suppressed this feeling, not letting it show in my tone.

　　"My house caught fire and everything was burnt down. Now I live with relatives and I hope to take time off before contacting my parents."

　　 The other party’s frustration seemed to come from the receiver.

　　 was silent for a while.

　　 "That's it... Then can I come to the school to go through the formalities tomorrow? It sounds serious, are you not injured?"

　　 "Sorry, this happened, I'm really not in the mood..."

　　 was interrupted before finishing speaking.

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

　　 My silence seemed to let the head teacher understand the determination here.

　　 "It's not just a fire? Other things have happened?" The head teacher is quick-minded, and he should have noticed something from the tentative conversation before, so his tone is so low, "Gao Chuan, listen to me, although you More capable than ordinary children, but at this time, wouldn’t it be better to talk to an adult? I’m very happy that you can call tonight. This proves your respect and trust in me. If so, why not Sit down and say a few words and listen to my suggestions?"

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

　　 "Then tonight is fine, where are you? I will..."

　　 I haven't finished listening, I have hung up the phone. This is the end of the matter. My family is different from others. It is impossible for the head teacher to contact my parents on his own, and the so-called relatives' claims are completely fictitious. Although I am extremely sorry for the worries caused by the class teacher, I think this is the best way.

　　 I suddenly remembered the eight sceneries that have not been seen, and I don't know where she is and what kind of life she is living.

　　Too many things fill my heart with a sense of urgent mission.

　　 Just as a child feels his weakness and eagerly hopes to become an adult overnight, I long to become stronger.

　　 When he returned to the hotel, Tomoe was leaning on the bedside and watching TV. He only hung a blue and white towel around his neck. Sakiya slept on the other side. There was no light in the room, and the TV was showing a foreign humorous drama. After the humorous dubbing, there was a huge laughter. The diffused fluorescence rises and falls with the movements of the minifigures, and Fujiang's playful expression is hidden in the shadow of the jumping, deep and blurred.

　　 After I came in, she glanced at me and then turned her gaze to the TV. So I went to take a shower, and when I was wiping my hair out, she picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

　　In a short time, gasps, groans, and knocks filled the room.

　　 I stayed where I was, my feet could hardly move like roots. Fu Jiang turned her head to stare at me, stretched her limbs naked, her slender body was full of unspeakable beauty of desire in the faint sound and light, and there was a certain kind of flame faintly jumping in the depths of her eyes, as if foreshadowing something. .

　　 That may be a catharsis, a hunger, an invitation, a ritual.

　　 "Achuan, have you done it?"

　　 "No, no."

　　 "The first time?"

　　"The first...time."

　　 At this time, even if she asked nonsense questions, I knew the meaning behind it, so my heart beats faster and I became uneasy. These questions came out quietly from Fujiang's mouth, and I was deeply at a loss, and my tongue got knotted.

　　"So, do you want to do it?" Tomoe asked. Although it is a questioning sentence, there is a momentum that cannot be denied~IndoMTL.com~Really...do you want to do it? "I looked at her hesitantly. To be honest, I was not prepared at all. Although I think that one day in the future, we will develop such a relationship. Although it is not unimaginable that this happened, the reality is It’s speeding up, and it’s very different.

　　 Is this true?

　　Katomie's eyes told me that she was serious and she had already decided.

　　 My eyes were full of magnetic magic for an instant, I couldn't help but walk forward, and she straightened up and hugged me, and rolled onto the bed.

　　 She was riding on my body, pressing my hands, her face almost in front of me, her hot breath flicking my face.

　　 "I want to do it," she said.

　　 "But..." I looked at the sleeping Sakiya next to me.

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

　　 I was like a frog being stared at by a snake. She tore open my pants roughly and swallowed it whole. After warming up, she followed the climax. Her movements were rude and fanatical. Although it was the first time, she was like a tireless horse, a bottle of extremely spicy spirits that completely melted me. I fought back, and was fought back by her.

　　 We did it five times in a row, and we did almost all the postures and parts we knew and could think of, completely occupying each other. At the end, every corner of the room was filled with our traces.

　　 The next day, when I woke up, it seemed as if I had a ridiculous dream, but it was Fujiang who was lying beside her, naked carcass, interlaced limbs, part of which was still in her body, and she was holding her right hand. Her huge breasts, all this proves that what happened last night was not a delusion.

　　 is unbelievable. For the first time, we did it five times in a row.