People who are usually seen are fluffy and can't see clearly. It's hard to see a person who looks exactly the same as himself. (no, you want to have more girls, just the shape of your body.) Anna's joy is in the air.

Bai Qingqing still gave up. Seeing that ANN can be forced to get up, she was very satisfied, so she handed Ann over to Anna.

"Ann can't walk yet." I don't know when Molly crouches behind Bai Qingqing, and her voice is surprised.

"Well." Bai Qingqing nods helplessly.

She thought Ann was normal, but she was influenced by scorpion poison when she was a child. Scorpion venom can cause illusion. When she sets up three outlooks, she is always affected by those illusions. Maybe the world is not normal in Ann's eyes.

She would stare at something quietly, her eyes turning aimlessly, as if something on it was attracting her.

Maybe give her more time to teach patiently, she can turn Ann back.

Just

Bai Qingqing suddenly remembered the paintings of some painters who had mental illness.

There is a painter who likes to draw cats most. When he gets sick, the cat looks charming. After getting sick, the world in his eyes seems to have changed. The cat in his pen gradually changes. As his mental illness gets more and more serious, the change of painting style is more and more obvious: those paintings seem to divide all kinds of strange shapes by color levels, or structures, or other perspectives Every cat has a complicated line like a map.

Another painter's paintings are full of dense circles. According to her, the world she saw when she was a child was like this, and her mother beat and scolded her countless times.

Bai Qingqing is worried about the same situation of An'an, but it seems that it is.

She is so interested in static objects that she can't interest in many other things. Only food and light can make her move.

Molly has only one child. She doesn't know that Ann is not normal, but her own child is more powerful. She is still very happy.

"Ah, Ann is so lovely." In order to comfort her depressed friend, Molly suddenly sighed that she did have envy on her face.

"Annapi is dead. She tosses US endlessly every day. Her father is not here. Otherwise, I will ask her father to take her to the upper floor. Well, now I just want her to grow up and move out. "

Bai Qingqing smiles, but envies the "toss" she describes. ANN can toss her like this, and she will enjoy the trouble.

The two adults squatted and chatted, and the two children ran away after each other.

I want to come to Ann and annoy Anna. In order to avoid her, I found a trunk with a rotten hole. I plunged into the hole and pursed my fart at her.

Anna still can't help, holding Ann's waist and pulling her out, like playing a game of pulling radishes, her mouth creaks and speaks a language that no one can understand except herself.

Bai Qingqing sees that Ann is pitiful, so she comes forward and picks her up.

Ann looked at her mother's eyes with unprecedented enthusiasm. Her short hand was tightly around her neck, and she could not die.

Bai Qingqing slaps her on the back and says to Molly, "there is water in the tree hole. Ann's clothes are wet. I'll take her back to change first."

Molly immediately said, "go back there. Be careful ANN is cold and ill."

"Well." Bai Qingqing smiles and goes to the males side by side with Molly.