"I don't have a sweet tooth. Bai Mo pretended not to understand.

"It's okay! I'm eating!

“......”

Alas, she is so big, why does she feel like raising a child?

"Okay! Then you eat breakfast first! Then wait for Auntie to pick you up! I still have something to do, I have to go first, and I'll make an appointment for dessert next time!"

Xia Wei suddenly changed to a big smile and slowly approached, "Is there something? What can be more important than me? According to the degree of your house, is it the takeaway brother? or the courier brother?" haha!"

"What do you say! I'll go first!

Seeing her nervously fleeing, Xia Wei rubbed her chin, this little girl shouldn't really be someone, right?!

Out of the inpatient area, Bai Mo still felt the heat on his face, and lowered his head and gently kicked the stones on the side of the road.

Sitting on the grass in the hospital, I took out a pen and a sketchbook from my backpack, looked at the clear blue sky, and smiled slightly.

The blue-clothed mage and the white-clothed butterfly character picture involuntarily appeared in his mind, and the pen in his hand couldn't help but take the initiative.

The wide blue mage robe, holding an aqua blue staff, black hair and crown, handsome eyebrows, surrounded by silver-blue streamers, exuded a natural arrogance.

The delicate girl, dressed in a wide white velvet robe, with a pair of huge angel wings behind her back, a sweet smile on her delicate little face, a little playful in her ponytail, and a silver-white piano in her arms, like an elf who has just returned from picking plums in the snow.

Mage and Dieyin are both ranged attacks, but Mages are high attacks and are most suitable for group battles. Butterfly Sound, on the other hand, belongs to the auxiliary healing system, and its biggest role is to increase the amount of blood and physical strength to itself and yourself.

The image in his mind continued to take shape under the brush, and Bai Mo looked at the couple in the painting, but the corners of his mouth showed a bitter smile.

Under the peach blossom tree, the two rode their unicorns, looking at the beautiful sunset on the horizon, wisps of cooking smoke rising from the farm in the distance, and the stream under their feet did not know where to extend.

Today... It was the day he disappeared for a year.

Alas!

Bai Mo wrote the words 'Ink and Wash Cloud Clear' on the lower right side of the drawing paper, blinked slightly, thought about it, and finally did not erase it.

got up and walked on the path of the hospital, looked up at the window of Xia Wei's ward, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a happy smile.