Unfortunately, these two sentences are all singing around.

She seemed to be ashamed of the lack of lyrics of her own, and after singing, she sat quietly aside.

He found that she was in a bad state.

There are often injuries on the body, and occasionally some shocking bruises appear on the delicate neck...

Such a childish and tender little body, if you use some force, you will die...

Although those people called her princess, none of them took her seriously.

That's right, if you really get favored, you won't be left in such a ghost place.

Strange girl.

"I'm going back, see you tomorrow." She waved at him in the afterglow of the sunset, her eyebrows, eyes, and skin was as dark as snow. On her beautiful little face, her smile bloomed like a flower, fully expressing her expectations.

He thought he would come tomorrow.

...

Unfortunately, he failed to make an appointment, and his experiment was overreaction and almost died.

The people of the same group died cleanly that time. He was going to die, but for some reason, he always thought of that strange little girl in his mind, a strange intuition, and she would definitely wait for him.

It is a kind of happiness to wait for someone.

With such a belief, he survived a disaster.

After a long time, when he could get out of bed and walk around, he immediately went to the tree.

Sure enough, a small figure was squatting under the tree, looking into the direction of the sea, with a single figure, very pitiful.

At that moment, he heard something broken in his heart.

She turned her head in the interweaving light and shadows, her long eyelashes blinked, and her beautiful big eyes were immediately filled with tears. She ran over with tears in tears, broke through the taboo for the first time, threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly: "Where have you been? I thought I could never see you again..."

The child's body is delicate, soft and tender, and a warm liquid wets the clothes. The heat spreads to the cold heart. He feels like he is back to life.

Unfortunately, the words said were-

“…Little idiot!”

She was not angry, and she didn't know if she didn't understand what "idiot" meant, so she smiled at him happily.

He held her and sat by the sea, looking at the endless sea, and a thought was firmly in his heart.

He must survive.

Take her out of this lifeless island of despair.

"You can talk..." She tilted her head and smiled, revealing her two sharp teeth, rubbing against him like a cat.

He asked, "Do you know what to call me?"

Her pure big eyes blinked and said two words without much certainty: "...Uncle..."

“… Call me brother…”

"Brother." The girl immediately changed her mouth obediently, as if she thought the title was very nice and shouted a lot.

That day, they said a lot under the tree, and he told her many stories outside the island.

Such a pure and beautiful child should not be buried in this ghost place for his whole life.

...

Every day on the island, people die.

Once she was watching the car with a corpse undulating car at the beach, hid in his arms with a white face, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with them?"

A three-year-old child still doesn't understand what death is.

No one taught her.

He covered his pure eyes and told her in the voice of fairy tales: "They are dead."

"What's dead?" Her long eyelashes stroked through his palms, and her tone was cautious.
Chapter completed!