Chapter 260: Happy glaze

Chapter 260 Happy Glass
"Oleg, Oleg, Oleg."
Who... who is calling me.
Is it late next winter or early morning?
Oleg was familiar and strangely watching the shadows swaying in the faint light and shadow of the lake. Yes, the branches and leaves were covered with thick snow. They put everything down, but the hierarchy is clear.
He heard the sound of the call, and the body could not control the direction of the sound source.
Oleg...Oleg...Oleg...
Remember, it is the voice of Kamala.
"Kamara." Oleg let his footsteps become unconsciously fast... He started running and ran at full speed - until he plucked a bunch of branches pressed by the snow with his palm .
He saw the place where he was born. He saw the small lake in front of the village where he was born. He seemed to see the past who had been playing here. He seemed to... no, he saw, the familiar back, the long red chestnut The hair is scattered behind the back, and the white dress is so thin.
She is like a fairy in the lake.
Between the two, Oleg suddenly had a kind of heart, his legs stepped on the snow, and the snow soon passed his calf. He is so strong, but here he looks so clumsy.
"Kamara!"
He finally came to the back of the back, with his hands around the back of the other side, forcefully, exhausted all the strength to break her into the arms that can completely embrace her body.
Oleg lowered his head and buried his nose completely in the woman's long hair, breathing hard, and every mouth seemed so greedy.
"Kamara!"
Every sound is so gentle and reluctant.
The woman also lowered her head and put her face on the man's wide hand and felt the coldness on the back of the hand. But soon, this cold was warmed up.
"Oleg, I am very happy now."
"me too."
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"Kama..."
The gravitational pull of the earth caused Oleg's head to hang down. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the park and sat on the swing stool.
Dream.
But it is indeed a long-lost, thick, let him wash the grief of the dream.
Oleg looked at his palms subconsciously, and the touch seemed to be lingering here. He bowed his head and kissed his back and smiled and said, "Goodbye, Kamala."
When he took a deep breath, regained his spirits, and raised his head, he had a power to re-inject into his body.
The body that had been tired for two days and one night suddenly had a new strength. He stood up from the swing stool, still like a tower, tall.
Tall enough to block all the sights of Anton Lear, tall can even lift the sky of Moscow.
When Oleg walked completely in front of Anton Lear, he raised his palm and hit the face of Anton Lear.
The slap was very loud, and the small body of Anton Lear could not bear it. He was beaten in an instant and fell to the ground.
"Stand up." Oleg said with a blank expression.
Anton Lear squinted and quickly climbed up without saying a word.
"Call me." Oleg said suddenly.
Anton Lear glanced, hesitated for a moment, biting his teeth or pinching his fist and trying to hit Oleg's stomach.
"Strongly, use some strength! Have you been eating for many days?" Oleg snorted.
Anton Lear retired more than a dozen, then screamed and then slammed into it... This allowed Oleg to step back a little.
Only Anton Lear was also bounced and fell to the ground.
He looked up at Oleg and looked at the still tall father. He only heard Oleg slowly: "As a man, if there is any dissatisfaction, you will say it, even if you play with me." Question. But choosing to run away from home, this is not a man's behavior! Do you understand?"
Anton Lear nodded.
Oleg said: "I hit you a slap, you also hit me, we are flat, do you know?"
"It's not fair! I can't beat you at all!" Anton Lear shouted dissatisfied.
Oleg had some smiles. "Let's grow up, wait until you can hurt me."
Anton Lear made a face.
Oleg touched the head of Anton Lear and shook his head. "How is it like to leave home?"
"Excellent!!"
Anton Lear wiped his nose and ran in excitement. "Dad! Let's play, who is going home, slow, who is today's housework!"
But he had already run out of the park - on the sidewalk on the side of the park, and Anton Lear saw the back that was drifting away and subconsciously stopped.
"I have already surpassed you, Anton Lear!"
It was the voice that Oleg walked in front of him... Anton Lear ran two steps and quickly turned around and slammed into the front of Oleg.
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"Why this time..."
"Well, as a reward for your honesty... but your love has been sold to me, there is never a way to get it back... But someone has given you a while. In your future life, You will meet a girl you really love, but whether she can be your wife can only be developed by yourself. Maybe it is a failure, maybe it will succeed. Remember, your chance is only once."
"Who is it, send it to me? Big brother, big brother, big..."
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The fountain in front of the Petrov Grand Theatre.
A woman with long red-haired red hair and a white dress is bowing her head next to the fountain and praying devoutly.
"Sorry, I still have to wait for such a long time." The woman looked at Luo Qiu, who was sitting on the edge of the fountain, waiting for a long time.
Luo Qiu looked at the world full of colors and shook his head. "It doesn't matter, I want to thank you too, so I have seen so many colors."
"Color?" Kamala showed a puzzled look.
Luo Qiu thought for a while, but shook his head and said: "Nothing, some of my interest."
A glimpse of Kamala, a very light feeling suddenly filled her body - she does not have a physical, but this feeling is like a real reality.
Her spirit began to rise slowly.
suddenly.
The man dragged the child's hand and came to the other side of the fountain.
"Don't you want to go home? What do you bring me here?"
"Annan Lier, if one day, when you meet a beloved girl, be sure to bring her here. No matter what happens, don't miss it, don't you understand?"
"Okay... although I don't like to watch ballet."
"Pray, your mother may be able to hear."
"Okay." Anton Lear closed his eyes and folded his hands... Suddenly, Anton Lear opened his eyes and looked at Oleg: "Dad, I seem to hear my mother talking!"
Oleg smiled and always felt that if he had such an efficaciousness, would he have to pray well every time he came?
Although he didn't believe it, Oleg continued to kneel down: "What did you hear?"
Anton Lear said: "Thank you."
Oleg glanced, staring blankly, "Thank you..."
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"Thank you, thank you, the last one also let me see..."
Kamala's figure slowly rose into the air, and when her voice echoed in a world other than human, tears also fell.
Behind her, a pair of white wings suddenly opened, bursting out with dazzling brilliance - it faded all the darkness, and it gave everything the original color.
Around the entire Grand Theatre, the nearby streets are filled with a variety of colors, and Luo Qiu is like being in a colorful banquet.
Luo Qiu suddenly stood up and obsessed with the colorful world brought by the radiance. He raised his hands as if he were hugging.
"It's so beautiful... it's so beautiful."
Kamala's figure gradually turned into a ball of light, slowly falling, and finally fell between Luo Qiu's hands.
"I didn't expect that the body of Miss Kamala's soul is actually an angel. No wonder the value is so high..." The maid's lady stood behind the boss and also had a face of praise and a little surprise.
"angel?"
Luo Qiu shook his head, reluctant to turn the light ball between his hands and turned around. "Whatever it is, let me see this color is enough."
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Happy glazed color.
(End of this chapter)