"Okay!" The smile on Rylan's face remained unchanged as he waved goodbye to Archiumia, "Mia ...... with you"

"When—" Almost at the same time as the Lan Lan spoke, a deep and low sound quickly rose from the air, like a thousand bronze bells ringing at the same time, with an indelible solemnity, echoing repeatedly in the air.

The sound drowned out the words of the orchid, and all kinds of birds fluttered their wings in panic and took off quickly, casting one high-speed gray shadow after another on the ground painted with pale golden sunlight.

"Dangdang—" The voice spread farther and farther away.

The sound of "Dangdang" echoed in Arshumia's ears, and surprise and sluggishness froze on her face, and the scene in front of her instantly became blurry and distant. The voice sounded strange to her. Strangely, she suddenly decided and believed that the sound came from a bell—a huge, snow-white bell with a beautiful arc, a circle of ancient arcane characters engraved around the mouth of the bell, and a strange but beautiful pattern on the body of the bell.

The bell must still be wrapped with dark green vines, which produce crescent-shaped leaves that are not pretty. In the summer, it will produce petite and cute flowers without any fragrance. The stems that connect the flowers to the vines are covered with tiny but prickly fluff. The beautiful three petals have a propeller-like shape, and when the stem becomes fragile, it will fly thousands of miles with the wind when it is blown by the wind......

So, this flower is also called -

Extreme excitement jumped wildly in Ashumia's nerves, and her temples jumped "suddenly", warm and rhythmic, and the name of the flower came out in her mind......

Suddenly, her head made a "click", as if something had been closed and something had been turned on.

The scene in front of me became clear again, the blurred and rounded objects gradually became angular and angular, and the parallel and repeated lines merged into one. The infinite conjecture of the beautiful clock that existed in my mind shattered and disappeared like a bubble......

Jie Lan's face appeared clearly in front of her eyes, facing the sun, his golden eyes were as bright as if they were burning with flames, pure but mixed with falsehood, clear but stained with sin, beautiful but disgusting than a rotten chrysalis.

"See you in the classroom tomorrow! I'll find someone to tell you where the classroom is in a moment, so don't get lost again! The mischievous crooked head of the orchid, and the curled eyelashes trembled gently, like a butterfly about to fly. A little light flickered in the crooked eyes of the laughing man.

The light in the eyes of the gelan made Arshumia stunned, and she looked at the eyes of the gelan, which were clear and translucent like crystal. There is a smile in it, which is more innocent than the wet eyes of a fawn in the forest, where is there falsehood and sin?

"See you tomorrow!" Archhumia waved at him, watching as the figures of Rylan and the Headmaster faded away before her eyes.

"What are you looking at—" The young man's languid and indifferent voice came from behind Archiumia.