Love Code at the End of the World Chapter 91: Wine Dreams

　　

　　

　　

　　The colorfully painted door looks like it was sprinkled with blue phosphor in the twinkling ghost flowers, and it looks like the entrance of a party that can only be attended by fashionistas at night.

　　

　　 When the door opens, the trunk is like a runway, with ghost flowers shining on both sides, full of artistic romance. At the end of the runway is an exquisite and clean dining table with the same exquisite silver tableware, just like everything is Prepare for me.

　　

　　 I became the only guest in this palace, this city of fine arts.

　　

　　 Under the white tablecloth is a small round table. There is a thin vase on the round table. In the vase is a ghost flower. The white tablecloth is covered with light blue light, and the white tablecloth is almost transparent. Blu-ray.

　　

　　 Beautiful music rang in the quiet hall. From the depths of the darkness, a silver robot drove up. He was wearing a chef hat on his head, which was funny.

　　

　　 He came to me and bowed to me. When he got up, he suddenly raised his hand, and a plate of cake appeared in his hand.

　　

　　 I smiled: "Is this magic?"

　　

　　 He put the cake in front of me, opened his right hand, and a knife and fork appeared, and opened his left hand, and a red wine glass appeared, as if by magic.

　　

　　 But looking closely, his body is very big, like a refrigerator.

　　

　　 He turned around and took out another steak for me. The aroma was overflowing.

　　

　　He put the beef in front of me, his right hand stretched out again, this time he poured black pepper sauce on my steak

　　

　　 "Thank you." I looked around and said, got up and bowed, then sat down again and started eating. The steak tasted good, whether it was 60 years ago or not.

　　

　　 The robot began to raise his hand again. This time, another transparent bottle of wine appeared. When the cap was removed, bubbles appeared like champagne, but the moment the liquid came into contact with the air, it turned into The pink is very magical.

　　

　　 I took a red wine glass and smelled it. It smelled like peaches. After another bite, it was as sweet as peach juice.

　　

　　 I was eating and drinking alone in this quiet palace, my hands slowly stopped, but my heart became lost and heavy. They entertain me, they welcome me with romance, but none of them can have dinner with me...

　　

　　 One and another ghost appeared from all around at this moment. They looked at me quietly. A blue figure slowly fell from the sky opposite the dining table, and he was flying in the air like the hair of a tentacles.

　　

　　 He fell in front of me, looking at me with a slanted face.

　　

　　 "What's wrong with you?" The robot suddenly asked gently.

　　

　　 I raised my face and smiled faintly, and raised my face to look at the ghost prince: "Thank you, you are so kind."

　　

　　 The ghost prince looked at me and opened his mouth, as if he was hesitant to talk. His expression was very similar to the expression of the ghost queen when he asked me to release them.

　　

　　 I wanted to ask if I wanted me to help them out, but I couldn't speak because of this delicious meal.

　　

　　 They invited me to eat, drink me, and played beautiful music to make the surrounding romantic and beautiful, but I asked if they wanted to die?

　　

　　 I can’t bear to ruin my current beauty.

　　

　　 The ghost prince looked at the robot. The robot stretched out his left hand. There was an empty wine glass in his hand. The robot poured wine into the empty wine glass and placed it in front of me, and looked at me with the ghost prince.

　　

　　 I smiled faintly, picked up the wine glass and collided with him, I drank the wine, the robot poured the wine on the ghost prince’s head, the wine passed through his body, the pink wine suddenly Dye him a pinkish purple.

　　

　　 I laughed out suddenly: "Hahaha, you have turned purple."

　　

　　 The ghost prince also looked at him and laughed. The ghosts around him seemed to have noticed something funny. Suddenly the whole hall began to spill yellow liquid, and everyone was dyed green in an instant.

　　

　　 The music suddenly became dynamic, and they bounced around in the yellow liquid, passing through each other like dancing.

　　

　　 They are so happy. They have a completely different attitude towards the end of the world from the people of Klow Ruins. Someone helped them find happiness from despair!

　　

　　 I looked at the ghost prince in front of me, who was swaying happily in the yellow liquid, laughing happily.

　　

　　 My skin also began to be stained yellow, and the yellow liquid with a floral fragrance, gleaming on my skin.

　　

　　My head is getting heavier. It's the delicious peach wine. I feel a happy mood that I have never had before. The wine makes me feel happy, excited, and drowsy.

　　

　　 I was lying on the table amidst the music, only their dangling figures in my blurred vision. It seems that I can’t drink anything from others in the future. Of course, it’s a joke. I believe in these ghosts. I believe People outside believe them more...

　　

　　 "Wake up..."

　　

　　 "Wake up..." The nice boy's voice rang in my ears, I slowly opened my eyes, and there was bright sunlight in front of me, and a...bright smile.

　　

　　My vision gradually became clear, and he slowly backed away, smiling at me with a clear smile: "So you are a girl."

　　

　　 I can see him clearly, his fair skin, the appearance of an oriental handsome and pure boy, his soft lines, slightly shy eyes, a clear smile and his artistic temperament.

　　

　　His hair is woven into bunches of braids with colorful headbands. I stretched out my hand and picked up the bunch of braids that hung on his chest: "So it's like this..." It turns out that he has the same tentacles. The hair is because of his hairstyle~IndoMTL.com~ He laughed: "Is my ghost look scarier?" He jokingly said, his face still has a clear and clean smile when talking about the state of the ghost.

　　

　　 His cleanliness and purity are as clean as clear sunlight and permeable water, which makes people unbearable to profanity.

　　

　　 I looked at him sadly, what made him so optimistic.

　　

　　 He frowned immediately, worried: "What's wrong with you? Don't be sad, don't be sad, people are always going to die, and we are still alive, my art will continue to continue, art is our life, so we need you Help!" He grabbed my hands and looked at me eagerly.

　　

　　His body is a fast colorful woven short cloth that is very artistic and sexy. The big round neck makes one side of his shoulder slightly exposed, and the short hem shows his belly button as long as he lifts his hand. Loose and fluttering, gorgeous but not gorgeous.

　　

　　 He stepped aside in front of me, and I immediately saw the people standing behind him. Like the remains of Clow, there were old people, children, men, and women. They dressed in various colors, but one thing was In common, they dress very casually.

　　

　　 some are rigorous, some are random, some are regular, some are tattered.

　　

　　 They just stood there and saw various artistic styles among human beings.

　　

　　 ancient, modern, post-modern, metal, abstract, various artistic styles.