"The mole you are looking for, close in front of her, is hidden in the palm of her hand. A firm voice lingered in Li Bai's ears, eager and sad, and the aftermath was endless.

He stared ahead, stepping on a piece of broken and sharp moonlight towards Tong Meng, obviously close at hand, but as far away as mountains and rivers, as if one step at a time, one step at a time, one year at a time.

Seeing that Li Bai and Tong Meng were about to collide head-on, she suddenly stopped, and Yu Guang noticed that there was a familiar painting on the chest of drawers beside her, a girl dancing on the riverside, and the clear water was as clear as a mirror but reflected the figure of a fair girl. It was clearly the invitation that was missing, so she quietly posted it to Shama's ear: "There are people in the house." ”

"Huh?" said Shama, "Where?"

Li Bai stopped when he heard the sound, watched Tong Meng tiptoe to the table, gently picked up the invitation, and muttered to himself while checking it: "Did I give it to him? When did I give it? What kind of person is he?" Why don't I have any impression at all?"

When Li Bai heard this, he almost couldn't help laughing, thinking that he had always deleted the memories of Tong Meng again and again over the years, and he felt a little sad in his heart. However, at the moment when Tong Meng's hand stayed in the air, Li Bai found that the palm was empty, not even a small black mole. He pondered for a moment, turned the deacon spinning top in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a beam of flying sparks flew towards Tong Meng, stung Tong Meng's other hand accurately.

"Oops!" Tong Meng snorted softly, feeling that her palm was stung by mosquitoes, and the rolling pin in her hand fell to the ground in response, she quickly picked up the rolling pin, reflexively raised her hand in front of her, and carefully examined it, only slightly itchy, and there was no scar.

"What's wrong?" Shama, who was looking around, hurriedly leaned over when she heard the sound.

"It looks like I've been bitten by something. Tong Meng looked at the palm of his hand, and there was still no mole in this hand.

Li Bai stood in place, as if there was a basin of ice water hanging above his head, and at this time, his head was dripping, and it was cold from head to toe, and he thought to himself that the so-called "rushing to the doctor in a hurry" should be talking about himself at this time.

At this time, there was a soft sound in the bathroom next to it.

Tong Meng and Shama hurriedly became alert, Shama raised his rolling pin, plucked up his courage and said, "He must be hiding inside, I'll go over and take a look, you are guarding here." ”

Tong Meng nodded.

As soon as Shama entered the bathroom, there was a strange scene in front of him, a group of colorful fish swimming in the dark room, full of colors, at first glance I thought it was fireflies.

The group of fish swam up and went straight into Shama's head, and Shama's eyes didn't move, and she lost consciousness.

Li Bai quietly appeared in front of Shama at some point, he picked up the crumbling Shama, and in a moment, the two appeared at the gate of the courtyard, Li Bai carefully put her down, and Shama stood in the night, like a statue.

"Shama, Shama......" Tong Meng saw that there was no movement, so he went to find Shama, but there was no sound in the bathroom, a breeze blew from the window, and Tong Meng smelled a familiar aroma in the air, which penetrated his heart. A never-before-seen flower name popped up in her mind, which must be the aroma of egret grass, but what does egret grass look like?

Tong Meng was frightened by his own question and forgot to go to Shama.