Quiet night, moonlight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The night breeze brings a faint floral fragrance, and the small wind chimes in the window shake gently in the wind, making a light "ding" sound.

A red moon hung high in the night sky, and the stars were dim.

The moonlight flowed like water into the small house.

Silver hair hangs down between the white bedding,

The boy opened his eyes gently, and the sparkling silver pupils in the dark night were brighter than the moonlight.

He sat up and looked out the window at the red moon. The night breeze blows, and the silver hair flies quietly.

Lowering her head, the white pillow next to her was the girl's sweet sleeping face.

Qianling curled up in the quilt and fell asleep quietly, her chestnut hair spread out between the pillows, and she still gently held the delicate laurel badge in her hand. Brown Sugar lay on her head, also curled up in a ball.

A few strands of hair fell down her cheeks, and she frowned slightly and rubbed her face into the pillow.

A small, white hand gently brushes the hair apart.

The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the silver eyes stared quietly at the familiar sleeping face.

Reached out and gently pinched her face,

She didn't seem to notice it, and still slept soundly.

The silver hair hung lightly, and the boy's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

She always likes to pinch his face and rub his hair, like a doll.

This time I barely earned a little back.

Slowly withdrawing his hand, the smile on his face gradually dissipated in the dark night, like an epiphany blooming in a moment, withering in an instant.

"Stupid, don't pick things up in the future. The voice was low, clear and slightly immature, but faintly lonely.

The night breeze is shallow, and the blue hyacinths in the window are swaying slightly.

The boy lifted the futon and got out of bed and walked to the window.

The night wind ruffled his silver hair, fluttering.

Suddenly, there was a warm temperature at his feet.

He lowered his head, only to see Brown Sugar jump off the bed at some point and rub lightly against his legs.

He leaned down to pick it up, shook its fleshy paws slightly, and said in a faint voice: "Don't you hate me now?"

Later......

In the future, you can stay with that idiot.

He gently lowered it.

The green cat pupils looked at him, and the brown sugar "meowed" and tilted her head.

The night breeze quietly rolled up, the petals scattered in all directions, and the white clothes fluttered lightly in the wind.

The small figure dissolves into the twilight.

The cherry blossoms fall quietly on the empty windowsill, but the moonlight still flows like water, sprinkling a clear glow.

The red moon hangs high.

The silent streets were deserted, except for the white glow of the streetlights.

The boy walked down the street, his silver hair hanging down at his feet, as if he was wearing a flowing starlight.

The night wind curls up the long hair and flutters.

He looked up at the red moon in the sky, and his dark red eyes were as enchanting as Manzhu Sawa in full bloom.

Hand raised,

An invisible ripple ripples rippled in the air,

Like a pair of invisible wings silently spreading.

The wind is a devout believer, whistling from all directions, like a flying bird, like a moving stream of water, around him.

The boy rose lightly into the night sky, and the houses, streets, and trees below him were scattered, and everything became small and shimmered in the moonlight.

Inky clouds float around the red moon.

He stopped suddenly, levitating lightly in mid-air.

The hand tentatively stretched out into the night sky,

But it was as if he had touched something transparent, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute.

Sure enough, it's an enchantment.

Silver hair flew, and he smiled coldly.

Suddenly, a little fluorescent light up in the dark night, surrounding him, like a rising spark.

It was a myriad of small fluorescent insects, like fireflies with small lanterns, and they swooped forward the moment they appeared, as if they had discovered something interesting.

It was a small insect endemic to the Rose Heavenly Feather Terrace, the rodent firefly.

Which of the enchantments forged by the angelic light is better than the sharp teeth of the rodent fireflies?

He silently looked at the rising fluorescence around him, and his cheeks turned pale.

In just a few seconds, the barrier in front of him fluctuated slightly, and then it became more and more intense, and a huge crack was torn open by the rodent firefly.

Countless tiny fragments of light around the crack continued to scatter and collapse under the gnawing of the rodent fireflies, dissipating into the night.

The wind blew in from beyond the crack, blowing away the silver hair on his forehead.

The wind swirled around him like a wild beast breathing.

He walked towards the crack, his long hair fluttering gently.

There was a sudden pause in his footsteps.

He turned his face slightly sideways, looking in a certain direction in the moonlit city below, his eyes dimming slightly.

The moonlight is as clear and crystal as an ethereal white veil, and the lights of the city flicker slightly.

It's like a dream that can't be returned.

In the next second, a violent feeling of dizziness swept over like a surging wave, and he seemed to be pushed hard, his cheeks turned pale, and the blood color faded from his eyes in an instant.

The wind shattered in an instant, emitting a piercing screech that dissipated in the night.

Pain tore at every part of his body, he lost his balance and fell feebly from the air.

Like a bird with folded wings.

"Satsuki-" A familiar voice came from below, and he was dazed and wanted to open his eyes.

The girl spread her wings and soared from the ground.

She held out her hands, and the boy fell into her arms.

"Satsuki, Satsuki!" landed on the ground with the weak child in her arms in her arms, and she called out to him anxiously.

Warm embrace, familiar light mint scent.

The silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes slightly in her arms, his face pale and bloodless.

“…… ...... you?"

Looking at her close face, he was stunned, as if he was a little helpless.

"How can this be......" She hugged him, so anxious that she was about to cry, "I'm sorry Satsuki, I'm sorry, I should have taken a good look at your ......"

He blinked slightly, his eyes a little glazed, as if he was helpless at a series of changes.

There is a little happiness in my heart, which is quietly jubilant.

"Satsuki, you hold on, let's go to the medical center right away!"

A hand gently tugged at the hem of her dress.

"I'm not going. The voice was soft and tired.

The night breeze was blowing, and she looked down at him, her eyes a little red.

knew that even if she went to the medical center, it would be useless without Yushi, but she was helpless when he was so weak.

Warm tears fell on his cheeks, he frowned, reached out to touch her face, and his voice was helpless: "Stupid, what are you crying about, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"I'm sorry. She gently took his hand, her voice trembling slightly.

Such a scene was so familiar, and fear was like a thread that wrapped her tightly around her.

Many years ago, the sick and dying child was lying in her arms like this, muttering "sister". She could only feel him lose warmth in his arms, and she couldn't do anything.

"I'll be fine after a little rest, don't cry. The voice was soft, as if comforting.

She sniffed, nodded, and squeezed out a smile.

"Let's go home. ”

White wings stretched out, and she carefully held him and gently lifted into the night sky.

He leaned into her arms with his eyes closed, his little face still pale.

The feeling of dizziness and exhaustion came like a wave,

The faint mint fragrance between the noses is so reassuring.