Butterfly's eyes were always wide open, and she looked at the ceiling above her head, where there was a light orange jellyfish-shaped crystal chandelier that emitted a soft pale yellow light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The general's gaze of appreciation, which seemed to be looking at a precious piece of porcelain, the gaze that was naked and wandering back and forth on her body, she didn't seem to feel it.

The crystal chandelier swayed, and the vision began to blur.

Darkness came upon her like a tidal wave, quickly engulfing her.

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Where is this?

Wandering Butterfly lay in the dark, her eyes could not be opened, but she faintly heard the sound of someone talking in her ears.

"Mommy, Mommy, look, look, there's a butterfly here!" was the little girl's young and excited voice.

"Yes. It was the gentle voice of a woman.

"Mom, why doesn't it move?" the little girl's curious voice said.

"It must have been injured, you see, it was missing a piece of its wing, probably from last night's storm. The woman gently answered the questions in the little girl's heart.

"Really, Mom, let's heal it, okay?"

"Okay, let it live in this flower. ”

"Wonderful......" the little girl's joyful voice said.

Who? Who's talking?

Wandering Butterfly thought to herself, how does this conversation seem familiar?

"Mother, why hasn't the little butterfly flown away, isn't it already healed?" asked the little girl curiously.

"Well, I think it's probably in love with this flower and reluctant to leave. The woman's voice was deep.

A gentle and doting smile crossed his mind.

"Mom's ......"

"......" seemed to hear a helpless sigh, and there was no more sound, only the boundless darkness slowly enveloped her.

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Rolling mountains, dense forests, and mist, the white mist has been stretching for thousands of miles, enveloping the pieces of lofty mountains and mountains, forming a mysterious place.

Near the edge of the forest, there were pines and cypresses, tall banyan trees and low shrubs, and here and there were broken branches, withered branches lying in the weeds, and old trunks were scarred with thick or shallow scars.

The whole forest smells of broken vicissitudes.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the War of the Empires ended, but the traces left by the war are still clearly engraved on this once devastated land, and memories are not so easy to forget.

In the middle of the forest, a relatively old banyan tree, with tall and strong branches, dense green leaves that can not see the gaps in the sky and the sun.

At dusk, a brilliant glow spreads from the western sky, casting golden beams of light through layers of white mist.

Suddenly, at the crown of the big tree, the leaves "swayed", and soon, the green leaves were removed, and a thin figure was revealed from among the green leaves, only to see her climb to the top of the tree in three or two clicks, stepping on a branch, and holding the trunk beside her with one hand.

With long black hair, a ponytail tied with a green ribbon, a green bodysuit, and a long dark green cloak draped over her shoulders, she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a pair of charming slightly raised peach eyes.

The wind blew her long hair, the long green ribbon, and the dark green long cloak also fluttered in the wind, and in the dusk sunset, there was a kind of independence and elegance in the world.

His eyes looked around, and his lips slowly raised a light smile, which was not obvious, but he couldn't take his eyes off.

Lan finally smiled, brother, brother, look, look. A cheerful boy's voice came from below, and then a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old also climbed up, also dressed in green, and he was followed by a young man who was nervously protecting him.

"Lan doesn't laugh again, brother, it's all your fault for being slow. The little boy bowed his face and grunted disappendrovingly.

The young man behind him smiled dotingly, and held the little boy to stand firm on a branch next to him.

The little boy had short, silky chestnut hair, a little baby fat on his face, and a pair of big lively eyes, which were spinning around his bones.

The young man beside him, wheat-colored skin, looks very tall, has a slightly square face, his facial features are extremely profound, and there is a hint of ruthlessness in his fortitude, but because of the doting smile at the corner of his mouth, his whole face looks soft.

The little boy put his hand on the pergola and looked into the distance, his face looking a little anxious.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" the little boy pouted, "He clearly said that he would come back today, and he lied to people......"

The young man rubbed his hair and said softly, "Do you want Xiao Ling to sit on my brother's neck?" ”

"Okay......" the little boy replied excitedly, his eyes shining.

The boy had already leaned down and was about to pick him up, when a small black dot appeared in the sky in the distance, and the black dot moved quickly towards them, and after a while, it was clearly reflected in their field of vision.

It is a large black eagle owl.

"It's Ya, it's Ya's back......," the little boy exclaimed excitedly.

I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy sitting on the big carving, khaki clothes and trousers, short inky hair, dark black eyes, handsome and extraordinary.

The little boy waved his hands and greeted the young man on the eagle from afar, and the young man beside him quickly squatted down and put his arms around his shoulders, lest he get too excited and fall from the tree.

In the blink of an eye, the eagle owl had come to them.

"Ya, I'm going to ride it too. The boy shouted, but the eagle just wiped the leaves, circled around the tree they were standing on, and landed in a clearing under it.

"Ya is really annoying, and he won't let me ride ......" the little boy said angrily, causing the boy who was protecting him to hurry to comfort, "Xiaoling, don't be angry, later, my brother asked Ya to let you ride his eagle eagle too, okay?"

"Really?" the little boy regained his excitement.

"When did my brother lie to you?" the boy nodded with a smile.

"My brother is the best. The boy threw himself into the boy's arms with joy, forgetting for a moment that they were on empty trees on all sides in mid-air, and not on flat ground.

The boy only had one hand grasping the trunk of the tree, and when the little boy was caught off guard like this, his center of gravity suddenly fell inaccurate, and his body fell backwards, carrying the little boy hanging on him.

The boy quickly reached out and hugged the little boy, completely protecting the little boy's body with his own body, allowing his back to break the branches.

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