The anesthetic caused the two to fall asleep, although they did not wake up for a while. But the mind is very active.

The fog cleared, and there were no buildings around. The sky was gray, but there was no sign of rain.

The leaves are dressed in white tulle skirts, and the ground on the ground is damp and soft, like a sand beach by the sea, and there is not a trace of dust on your bare feet.

The breeze ruffled the leaf's long hair, causing the long bangs on her forehead to scatter on the bridge of her nose and cheeks.

She looked down at the ground with a few mandalas stained with dewdrops. Ye Zi couldn't help but squat down and look at the ten-colored mandala on the ground.

The aroma of the mandala makes the leaves take a deep breath. In an instant, a feeling of unprecedented relief crept in.

Ten colors, ten flowers. If you could choose one, which one would you prefer?

The leaves are eager to pick one and hold it in their hands, and then blow the breeze and wander in this unfamiliar place.

The dazzle of purple, the enthusiasm of red, the sunshine of gold, the vitality of green, and the gentleness of pink.

The black one is full of mystery.

The leaves reach out and rest on top of the black mandala flowers. Among the others, only this one is the quietest.

The leaf gently plucks the mandala and twists it in his hand.

But just then, the breeze suddenly became stronger. The flock of leaves was also blown tightly to the legs.

A black vine protrudes from the center of the flower. It stretches until it touches the fingers of the leaf.

Then it went down her fingers and wrapped them around her arms. From her arms to her shoulders, and from her shoulders to the back of her neck.

A black mandala bloomed at the back of her neck. It's like a tattoo that can't be washed off or broken.

The leaf tosses the black mandala in his hand into the air. I thought it would fall like an ordinary flower.

Unexpectedly, a chain flashing with silver light appeared out of thin air. The chain was firmly hooked on the mandala that was still in the air.

Until the mandala and the silver chains merge into one.

Ye picked up one end of the chain, and as soon as he closed the chain, he became instantly invisible. And the mandala flower is back in her hands.

"Leaves." A soft call. It makes the leaves look everywhere for the source of sound.

"Who is it?" Ye Zi heard a soft girl's voice calling out to her.

"It's me, the mandala in your hand." The leaves bring the mandala close to the face.

"Are you talking?" Leaf's face was full of surprise.

"Yes, I'm talking to you. Would you like to hear my story? The mandala was making a sound, but I didn't see it open and close its mouth. I only saw the petals fluttering in the wind.

"Say it, I want to hear it." The leaves were silent, and at this moment, the surroundings were no longer gray. Instead, she was surrounded by glittering gold.

There are white clouds there. There are sea of flowers, mountains, and rivers. It's just that it's all surrounded by gold.

"My name is Black Mandal, and I am also a black mandala seed. I have a heart-wrenching past. There has also been a longing for love. There is also a feeling of being loved. It's like the splendor of the red flowers when they are scattered.

There are also unfinished tasks. However, time and space have pulled me from ancient times to the future. And one of my contracts was forced to stop.

My fate will also be bound by this paper contract. So it was my destiny to turn into dust.

But I thought it was what I thought. I didn't expect you to show up. Your patience irrigates, your meticulous care. It made me feel a little better.

You are destined for me, and you wear the same dark crystal that I once wore. It was a gift from someone I loved.

Now that it's become your thing. Then please help me take good care of it.

I hope you can replace me. Do what I didn't finish. I will silently guard you in your heart.

Until the mission is over, maybe I'll turn to dust. Perhaps, I will still be that seed, wandering around. "As the mandala spoke, for some reason, a liquid like dew and tears rested on the petals.

Ye Zi's heart couldn't help but tremble, it was an indescribable feeling. It may be empathy, it may be pity. Or sympathy, in any case, she cried.

"Don't cry. There is a lot of helplessness in the world. There are a lot of joys and sorrows. But no matter what, fate turns, and we will meet after all, right?

I can feel that you want to meet the people you love the most. I'm sure you'll do it. Leaf, smiling at the mandala. Is this heart-to-heart communication?

Xiaobao straightened his hair and ran to the fruit supermarket. She wrapped a large fruit basket.

There are oranges, peace fruits, pineapples, champion fruits, dragon fruits, and grapes. Xiaobao didn't know what fruits Ouyang Nian liked to eat, so he simply bought a lot of them.

She then took a taxi to the hospital. As soon as he entered the hospital, this person was several times more than usual.

In addition to a fan group of more than a dozen people, it is reporters and paparazzi.

Several times she wanted to enter the hospital room. But the outside of the ward was tightly fenced. Several security personnel are guarding the door.

Xiaobao returned in vain, and in the end he could only blend in with the fans and become a fan.

"Oba's agent is out." A girl next to her pointed to a medium-sized man wearing sunglasses and heading straight downstairs to the restaurant.

It seems that at noon, it is estimated that the agent should be hungry. Half an hour later, I saw the agent walk out of the restaurant and walk towards the fans.

He suddenly stood in front of the fan group and said.

"Lotus root fans, you can send someone to visit." Although he said that he was visiting, he actually took this opportunity to let the newspapers and magazines report it, and it was not that fans always turned him away.

The agent looked at the crowd of fans, saw Xiaobao holding a big fruit basket, and then said.

"Come up with me to visit." The broker finished speaking. Xiaobao looked delighted. The other girls glanced at her and stayed where they were.

With the crowd of reporters, and the escort of security. finally walked into the ward smoothly, and a big-name reporter was already in the ward, waiting to follow the people who walked in from the outside to visit.

"Who is this?" A beautiful female reporter stepped forward and asked the agent.

"Oh. She is a fan representative and comes to visit her idol. After the agent finished speaking, Xiaobao slowly walked to the hospital bed with the fruit basket.

The video gives Xiaobao and the fruit basket a big close-up.

Xiaobao has never seen such a big scene when he is so big, and his legs are a little weak.

She put the fruit basket on the head of the bed, and then looked at Ouyang Nian's face.

Ouyang Nian was still asleep. His legs were bandaged and held high.

His arms were also bandaged, and his eyes, though closed, were still moving.

Xiaobao looked at Ouyang Nian and was fascinated. I actually leaned down to observe, and I put my mouth over very much.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The agent called out to her, and she woke up like a dream, really fascinated, such a big camera pointed at herself.

She quickly lifted herself up and stuck out her tongue.

"Ouyang Nian, you have to come on. Hurry up and get better, my little treasure will always support you. (To be continued.) )