Amy feels like she was back in the past, everything was normal, snuggled on one shoulder, warm and steady, no longer thinking about the unpredictable future. That night, she and he were like freshly baked lovers, fresh, hot, and out of control.

Their children were woken up, but he was happy for his parents in his heart, what a crazy pair.

X is guarding the entrance and exit of the wormhole, and every minute there are passers-by from the universe hurrying away. He has seen almost all living beings, non-living beings, gods, saints, and practitioners in the universe. His job was to see if there was any permission as they traveled through the universe, from the rulers of the universe. Because you don't know if it's a visitor from hell or a saint from heaven.

X is a person who has a very poor resistance to beauty, but the pain in his fingers reminds him. If you continue like that, you'll lose more than just your fingers.

X is about to close the passage after seeing off the last passers-by to the constellation Virgo. At this moment, an old acquaintance appeared, and it turned out to be the beauty in Amy's consciousness.

She was fairy and appeared in front of X gorgeously. Long time no see, X. Is there anything you want me to do?

I'm going to tell you a story today. After I'm done telling the story, you're going to tell a story about yours too.

I'm very busy today and I have to go home to pick up the kids.

No, I'll take it for you. The beauty spreads out her palms, and a child sleeps in a sapphire.

What have you done to my child?

Nothing, don't you see him sleeping very well?

X felt an inexplicable panic. But he couldn't do anything.

Before I tell the story, I want to take you to a place. X couldn't help but say it, and was dragged away by the beauty with a streamer.

I don't know how long it took for them to finally arrive.

It is a land of crystals, and snow walks in the sky like air. In the white country, there is an ancient cherry tree that is hundreds of millions of years old. The beauty slowly walked ahead, leaving a string of footprints with the scent of flowers.

X just felt cold, and he didn't know what would happen next. Under the old trees, cherry blossoms and snowflakes are intertwined.

X, do you think this place is beautiful? I don't feel it.

I think it's beautiful, you see this flower is beautiful and light, and the fragrance floats all over the world, but after they fall, the fragrance disappears. And these snowflakes, although they are unremarkable, but they gather sand into a tower, occupying this country, their beauty, the sacredness of beauty. Who would dare to underestimate them? You see that the snow-capped mountains have collapsed again, and you see a snow-capped mountain collapsing, and a huge snow is raging the country like a flood. And the ancient tree where they were standing stubbornly resisted the snow waves.

May I interject? You're such a person who doesn't understand amorous feelings, and the beauty is a little unhappy about interrupting her lyricism. Can you hurry up and finish the story? My wife is coming home and she can't see that we're going to be anxious.

What a good husband. Okay, listen to me.

Let's pick up where we left off, when Alain fell from the snow. Beneath the ya, there was an ancient tree, which pierced Alain's body. Little by little, her blood dripped onto the branches and leaves of the ancient tree, and onto the roots. When the last drop of blood is gone. Alain died.

When she died, the ancient tree asked her. Beautiful girl, you have nourished me with blood, how can I repay you? Please, save me? Gu Shu shook his head, I can't do it. Alain was a little disappointed, but she was happy again, and I wanted the name of the person I loved to be written on each petal of the ancient tree when it bloomed. The ancient tree's eyes were a little sour, poor child, I promise you.

Once again, X was deeply immersed in the memory, he didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it. He reached out and grabbed a piece of flower that read: X, I love you.