Chapter 1127: Fog Devil (49)

She clipped a piece of green pepper to Chisser, a little curious, and the small pervert will also get hot water to find water. He is a casual person, and it’s hard to think about it. If you really look for water everywhere, think about it a little cute...
Chisel seems to have no idea what he likes to eat. Seeing that she gave herself a clip, she ate it without much thought. After a few bites, his face suddenly changed.
Devil Chu endured a smile, watching the teenager's white cheeks suddenly reddish, obviously only a green pepper, but he frowned, pure blue eyes swelled in a few minutes of mist, licking his lips and holding the water.
Yu Chu tried to cover up the gloating of his own mouth, and asked with concern: "What?"
Qianzel took the water, and didn't even have time to talk to her. He drank a cup and raised his lips.
Originally, the red lips appeared more blushing, and the smoky mist in his sputum dissipated a little, only to eccentrically stare at the green pepper. "What is this?"
Yu Chu laughed. "This is a kind of vegetable. If you don't like it, don't eat it, eat something else."
The teenager sat down next to her, and the light was still weirdly looking at the plate of vegetables.
He really did not touch the dish.
Yu Chupi was very happy afterwards, and no longer made any jokes. After eating warmly, the two decided to go to the clock tower to watch the night scene, which was the first date.
The fog at night is actually very beautiful.
The bell tower in the distance, the retro atmosphere, the romantic starry sky at night, everything is mysterious and elegant.
Without the horror of horror, the street lights on the street warmed and elongated the shadow of two people.
Yu Chu took the boy's hand and motioned him to see the shadow under his feet. "Come, we are more than a heart."
Chissar looked confused.
Yu Chu leaned against him and leaned his head to reach out. He had a half heart on his head. "Look at our shadow and do it according to my posture."
The teenager looked down at the stretched shadow.
To be honest, at night, where did he notice the shadow? He has always traveled only in the dark streets, using silver knives to harvest fear, blood and life.
At this point, looking at the two shadows on the ground, the shadow next to the top of the head is half a heart, he slowly raised his hand strangely, and formed another half on the top of the head, the fingertips touched her.
A complete heart.
My heart seems to be burnt up. Satisfaction and happiness are hard to tell. Qianzel stared at the shadow and watched it for a long while, then blinked, slightly weird:
"It’s better than the heart I sent you."
Yu Chu squatted, only suddenly remembered, he sent his own heart - is he referring to the dead and horrible aristocratic teenager, the heart of blood painting?
She wanted to kick him in a flash.
Chisel quickly realized that he seemed to be wrong. For a moment, he did not completely detach himself from his original life, and he never thought of blood and corpses.
He glanced at the girl carefully.
The other party was not angry. If he held his hand in a casual way, he smiled and said, "Okay, go to the clock tower."
The slightly forgiving understanding made the juvenile twilight softer, and after a long silence, suddenly said:
"I will change. I will not kill, I promise, I want to be a normal person, just like you."
His eyes lit up slightly.
This time, it is not the cruel scarlet caused by blood and excitement, but warm, pure happiness.