ed with strange graffiti that is 西安桑拿网 completely incomprehensible. It looked like all kinds of people died tragically-it could be vaguely distinguished that a one-armed man was pierced by a thousand arrows, and a big-headed baby’s hair was painted white. Five horses were divided, and there was a blond man who was chopped into pieces
among the 西安夜生活论坛 pile of drawings. A gray-haired man knelt on the ground, seriously holding a crayon and smearing something on the white paper.
The morbidly thin appearance and frantic eyes made people feel hairy.
Naberis stood beside him, bent down, and whispered:
“Student Ingmar~Student Ingmar.” The
man who was originally named Ingmar was still painting and turning a deaf ear. Naberis stretched out his 新西安夜网 hand and picked up the drawing: “What are you drawing? Let uncle have a look, okay? Come on, be good, let uncle have a look!”
He gave up a lot of energy to get from Ingmar Pulled out the torn paper in his hand. Without the torn paper, Ingmar would not move. Just sitting on the ground blankly, muttering something incomprehensible.
Robin took the drawing, frowned and discerned the scribbled handwriting on it. After a long time, he raised his head:
“This is a dove?”
Hearing him say’dove’, Naberis’ expression changed suddenly, but the words have already been said. Speaking out, too late to stop. Ingmar on the ground convulsed like an illness, screamed in shock, crawling all over the floor.
In the end, he had nowhere to go but curled up in the corner. Trying to pick up the shredded paper 西安耍耍网 on the ground to cover himself, his mouth was whistling, his eyes were scared and blank.
“Doves, doves, doves”
he muttered repeatedly. Suddenly he giggled and looked at Naberis with joy, “Why do you think the pigeon is so big? What
a big pigeon is flying!”
Without anyone paying attention , he grabbed the waste paper on the ground. Throwing into the air, he cheered excitedly: “Flying! Flying! The pigeons are flying!
But why are the pigeons so big?”
robin looked at Nab