The moonlight is like water, and the breeze is coming.

I stood there staring unblinkingly at the plants that were gradually blooming on the flower stand not far away, the flowers blooming bigger and bigger, and the petals parting layer by layer. The outermost petals are tilted backwards and bloom into a round white flower, the white petals are as moist as jade, white as silk, and as light as yarn. The refreshing fragrance wafts in with the wind and spreads again, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Is it an epiphany? However, most people have a few epiphany, but in front of me there is one. It is the first time I have seen the process of flowers from budding to blooming, the night is vast, even if the color is simple, but the elegant and light flower crown, the moon seems to make people feel more flawless holy, I can't help but think of Cao Zhijian's poems: as if the moon is like a light cloud, fluttering like the snow of the wind.

What's even more amazing is that out of nowhere, fireflies flew out and danced among the flowers.

This view ...... It was so beautiful, I had the illusion of being in a fairyland.

It was at this time that an abrupt crisp sound pulled my reason back to reality, and in an instant, my hairs stood on end and I broke out in a cold sweat. The panic was followed by uneasiness, and I was so engrossed in the blooming flowers that I couldn't discern the direction from which the sound came. What made me even more uneasy was that it was quiet and pleasant, and I didn't feel the breath of a second person at all, but the intuition that came out of the deepest part of my body told me that there was someone here!

So, the atmosphere became weird.

It was as if the fireflies, which had been flying happily, also felt the tense and sluggish atmosphere, and after a few circles around the flower stand, they gradually disappeared among the trees. It is said that it is short-lived, but I did not expect that the time when I witnessed the blooming of the epiphany in the moonlight would witness the withering of the epiphany again in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the white flowers gradually drooped their heads, the flower stems bent down listlessly.

As far as I know, epiphany generally blooms at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, at least two hours or more, and most of them will wither after three or four hours. Unaware that his mind was once again drawn to the past, he forgot what he had been afraid of just now.

As soon as I looked around, I saw that just around the edge of the flower stand, some white flowers appeared, and their flowers were slightly drooping, and they looked crystal clear in the moonlight. I haven't seen the shape of this flower, especially when I can't see the stem, as if it grew directly from the soil and became a flower.

A faint voice came out of the top of his head: "Do you know what kind of flower it is?" ”

I was startled, my legs slumped, I looked up, and stared at the source of the sound. Vaguely, I could see what appeared to be a dark figure sitting on the tree directly above me, but it was just obscured by the rest of the branches, so that it was completely immersed in darkness, so that it was impossible to see the man's form at all.

Judging by the voice alone, this person should be male. The heart beats violently, there is the fear of the dark unknown, and the uneasiness of being found trespassing in a private garden, the brain is short-circuited in an instant, and the only response can be to hold your breath and ask, "Who are you?" ”

After asking, I don't feel right, no matter who the other party is, they are more qualified to stand here than me.

I couldn't see anything, but I still felt that the man's eyes fell on me, and with a cold chill, I shivered on this June night.