The tentacles touched, the joints were closed, the wings flapped, and then, like a gust of wind, they glided down towards themselves.

Seeing that he was about to fly in front of his eyes, Luo Xi covered his eyes with both hands, and then felt light, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting on the back of a butterfly at this moment.

Follow it to walk through the sea of flowers, watch the thousands of colors under you, and roam in the boundless romance.

When I turned around, there was no man.

I only saw the faint sunset, the gradually darkening sky, and the windmill that wanted to see clearly but became more and more blurry.

Luo Xi wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

I could only pat the butterfly's back vigorously, signaling it not to fly anymore and stop quickly, but the butterfly still kept moving forward and flew brighter.

Luo Xi's heart was empty, feeling a little bad, he looked at his current dizzying height, bit his lip, and prepared to turn over.

Before he could act, he found that the butterfly under him seemed to have lost its strength, and it swayed with itself and slowly fell.

After a long time, it finally fell to the ground, and the butterfly fell into thousands of fragments and buried in the moist soil of the sea of flowers.

In the vast sea of flowers, where there is still the shadow of a man, where there is a carpet of red candles, where there are windmills spinning, and even the faint afterglow can no longer be found.

Luo Xi stood barefoot in the wet dirt, surrounded by tulips that spread to the horizon.

Red, pink, purple, yellow.

The mixed scents made her mind a sea of confusion, and she wanted to indulge and struggle.

Luo Xi cried silently in the silence, waving her arms to find all her familiar shadows, but no one could hear her, let alone respond to her.

Luo Xi ran frantically among the flowers, and the soles of her feet hurt from the stones in the dirt, but she didn't have the heart to feel it.

At the moment, she is only full of vastness, and she just wants to see Jing Mohao as soon as possible.

The track he arranged for himself was not fun at all, how could he just take himself to such a strange place, such a dark and cold place, how could she find him?

Is he still waiting for the butterfly to return with him, does he know that he has been abandoned here now, will he drive a flying car to find him, how can he tell him his location...

She doesn't know..

She doesn't know anything...

Luo Xi's feet kept stomping on the ground, his teeth biting his lower lip tightly, tears couldn't help but drip on the hem of his skirt, and he hit his feet, desperate and helpless.

Jing Mohao, where are you..

Why can't I make a sound, can't call your name...

Luo Xi clasped his head with his fingers and thrashed wildly. contentad2();

What the hell is wrong with me..

Why is this happening..

"Boom—"

The ground trembled violently one by one, and the eardrums were buzzed by the huge roar, and Luo Xi Huo Ran raised his head.

A bright light comes into view, with a faint watery glow.

Looking down, I found myself sitting on the soft carpet intact.

Still, her posture when she saw the butterfly flying has not changed at all.

It's just that his face is covered with tears, and his fingertips still have a panicked coldness.

"Luoxi." The man's deep voice came, reflecting the candlelight, and Luo Xi saw the man's slightly anxious face.

"Jing Mohao..."Luo Xi shouted with red eyes.

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