"Crescent moon, there's a white flower at the bottom of the pool." Minglang stood by the pool, waving happily and beckoning the crescent moon to pass.

"Don't go!" Crescent Moon had a very strong premonition and hurriedly ran over to stop him, but he was already completely in the pool, and the water was still bubbling on the surface. She stepped directly into the pool without taking off her shoes, and after a while, the pool water suddenly descended to the position of her shoes, but she did not find a clear trace.

"Brother! Brother! Crescent Moon shouted loudly, but did not wait for him for a long time.

Suddenly, bubbles were bubbling nearby, and she waited for Minglang to come out, but he called out from a far away, "Crescent, is this flower beautiful?" At a glance, Crescent Moon had only a vague outline, but in his hand was a petalless stalk.

"I put it in a vase so we can look at it every day." He slowly approached, the pool just past his navel. Suddenly, the intensity of the light increased, and the sunlight was extremely dazzling, directly stinging her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she saw him kneeling at the bottom of the pool, which was just below his knees, and he was pounding his chest with the hand that held the flower stem, and his face was full of struggle, as if he was in great pain. He was being scorched by the sun, fading away in the sun.

"Don't! Don't leave me! She hurried to her steps, but an unknown force kept her moving. She saw him become transparent, and finally the stalk fell.

"Don't go!"

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"Don't!" She was startled, panting, and breaking out in a cold sweat, and it took a long time for her to recover and realize that Minglang was no longer there.

The moonlight outside the window poured into the room, and in this period of silence, she continued to have terrible nightmares. Minglang is no longer there, and there are only her and the nanny who just arrived in this small villa. His door was still locked, and she did it to convince herself that Minglang was still busy inside, and he didn't like to be disturbed.

Outside the window, there was a crow of crows, which was very miserable, adding a message of death to the surroundings. She clutched her curled legs and cried loudly. The sorrow pierced through the glass, swept through the trees, reached one of the treetops, and reached the ears of the perchants. The perched awoke and lay on the branches, staring at the moonlight behind the leaves. It wasn't the crescent moon tonight, but she seemed to be right next to him, but he didn't know how to heal her wounds.

When the crying stopped, he quietly stuck to the window. She happened to fall asleep facing the window, her hands still holding her tightly curled legs, her loose hair sticking to her face, and she looked sloppy and pitiful. The windows were locked, but he was trained to unlock the emergency locks in every house, so he opened them in less than half a minute.

"Minglang, this is what I owe you, and I will take care of your sister for you." He thought.

There was a sweltering heat in the room, but he could dispel the restless heat, like a desert plant meets an oasis, and a long traveler meets Merlin. Just that kiss with guilt and sympathy could relax her frowning brow and make her heart beat steadily.

The Moon Clan is known as the lover of the Moon, and legend has it that they were once the masters of the Moon Kingdom, and that there has never been a war in the area ruled by them, and that the people live a peaceful and casual life. If anyone becomes a darling and gets their kiss, then whoever has a dream that is unattainable in reality.

He shaved the hair from her face behind her ears and watched her peaceful sleeping face quietly, she was much more obedient than before, no longer the naughty little bottle. He couldn't help but reach out and touch her face, she had grown open, there wasn't much flesh on her face, but it was still so immature and cute, he smiled secretly, he hadn't been so happy in a long time. Suddenly, she grabbed his hand, and he thought she would wake up and smile at him like she used to, but she didn't. Maybe she lacks a sense of security at the moment. It didn't matter, he thought he would play the role of Ming.

Then the night began to sleep again, and the moon and the stars were companions, and they were no longer lonely.