Black.

It's dark.

Then I started dreaming.

Young girls always have poetic melancholy and ethereal fantasies.

Wearing an ankle-length white dress, I brushed aside the tall grass in front of me and walked to a large open space in a daze.

The wind was so strong that it blew the corners of my skirt and rattled.

Rustling ~ A thin page of rice paper flew from the sky.

I looked up and saw that I had given the calligraphy to Master after I had written it one by one.

That night, I practiced many times before I was slightly satisfied with a single word.

The corners of my lips smiled bitterly until the long page of rice paper spread out in front of my eyes.

Squatting down, I stroked the words, "Master, I've done it......

Pap ~ Pap ~ It was as if it was raining red in the sky, and there were only a few drops, and the moment I raised my eyes, it stopped.

The ruddy brush words blurred, as if blood butterflies were falling, and the ink-colored font cried red tears.

My chest twisted in pain, and I bent my back, my palm covering my heart.

I never thought that this finger would penetrate my clothes, as if my body was made of air.

It even gave me the illusion that my fingertips could go through my back.

In the mist swamp, I looked down and saw that my heart was held in the palm of my hand.

Although there is no pain.

It's a terrifying taste!

I panicked and threw it out.

When it landed, it was still beating, stretching like a small balloon.

Staggered to his feet, another gust of wind hit.

I raised my hand to cover my eyes until the wind calmed down, and then I looked at the place where I had just thrown my heart away.

It's okay, it's okay......

It's gone.

The corners of his lips quivered and he smiled.

Hallucinations, hallucinations......

How could a finger poke into his chest?

I looked down and stroked my heart, surprised to find a few drops of blood stained on my skirt.

The white dress is very dazzling when it is dyed with red dots.

I tried to wipe the blood drops dry.

was busy working indiscriminately, but those few drops of blood became more and more red and weird.

簌簌~簌簌~

The rice paper on the ground sounded softly, and the blood dripping from the sky seemed to moisten it.

It happened to be stained with a drop on the 'bite letter, like a tooth cracking the heart, leaving a residual mark.

Staring in a daze, I lowered my eyes and looked at the blood on my skirt again, "Is it a parting?"

I threw away a heart, I threw away a affection, and what I left behind was a scar......

"Master, are you right......

I muttered to myself, "A lot of things, it's one thing to think about, it's another thing to do, you always ask me if I'm willing to persevere, I always say I don't have a choice, but when I really face the choice, I know how difficult it is to make a decision neatly......

"Little Firefly, this is where you hurt the most."

Master's voice came from afar, "Even though Master can pave a lot of paths for you, it can't alleviate half of your suffering."

I searched for prestige, but I didn't see the shadow of Master.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, I understood something, and immediately knelt on my knees, "Master, if this is God's test for me, Xiao Firefly is not afraid of losing, I will always have hope, not afraid of three disasters, nine tribulations and ten calamities, do not do all evil, and pursue all kinds, and swear to use the power of my firefly glimmer to carve out a way forward, for ten years, if I can't achieve great success, don't say that God will not allow me, I, voluntarily die."

Deep prostration.

I touched the rice paper lightly on my forehead.

Bang~

The transparent liquid falls to the surface of the paper again.

The blood-sobbing bite seemed to shed two lines of teardrops.

I heard the master's sigh in my ears, and I was distressed and helpless.

My mind was confused, and my body seemed to be floating in the ocean, which seemed to be the way this life should be.

Ups and downs in the sea of people, ups and downs of joy and sorrow, everywhere there is joy, everywhere there is sadness.

I don't know how long it took, but I smelled the freshness.

The breeze blew the wind chimes hanging from the window, leaving a crisp sound of ding~.

Faintly, you can still hear the rustle of paper flipping.

My eyelashes trembled, and when I opened my eyes sideways, I saw Manager Qi sitting quietly across the bed.

He was holding my notebook of lyrics and looking at it with some fascination.

I didn't rush to call him, but looked in the direction of the window, where there was a small wind chime.

It has the appearance of a beautiful round crystal cup with small bells and feathers hanging from it.

The curtains danced softly, the wind chimes hung in the middle, and the feathers swayed, like a bird that took off.

The pain seemed to be blocked by the sound of the bell yesterday, and the feathers soared in the sky, ringing, a new prologue.

This is not the wind chime I bought, the only wind chime in the house I made with a bottle cap and hung it in the middle of the living room window, where did this wind chime come from?

"Manager Qi, who bought that wind chime?"

As soon as the sound came out, my voice was still a little hoarse.

Manager Qi put down the notebook when he heard the sound, and he was not surprised that I woke up, but handed me a glass of water first.

I sat up with my arms propped up, and found that my clothes had been changed into pajamas, my palms were wrapped in gauze, and my fingertips were covered with band-aids.

I think it was a bruise on my fingers and palms when I was on the bar and on the wall.

Normally, you should wear gloves and protective gear, especially on the wall, because the stone surface will be rough after all.

Thinking that he is also a tiger, he rushes to the wall desperately, and he wants to jump down like he has broken his legs......

Don't learn from me, a little injury can be regarded as picking it up, and if you can't keep it, you have to live a high-end life in advance when you go out and someone pushes you.

took a sip of the water cup, and his throat was much better, but his eyelids were a little uncomfortable and seemed to be swollen.

Looking at Manager Qi, I said embarrassedly, "Manager Qi, how long have I slept this time, it's May."

As I spoke, I looked away, "Sister Ami, did she help me change my clothes and take care of me?"

"I haven't had time to ask Ami yet."

Manager Qi smiled, "You just slept all night, and today is April 2nd."

What?

It's not scientific!

If I don't sleep for ten days and half a month, I feel sorry for the bone surprise.

But as soon as I saw the gauze on my hand, I knew that if I had been asleep for a long time, how could I still be hurt when I woke up?

I was hit like a trapeze artist last time, and I'm not still very healthy when I open my eyes.

"Mr. Han helped you change the clothes, and Mr. Han bandaged the wounds on your hands."

Manager Qi said, "I think skin trauma will be more conducive to healing in an aerobic environment, and Mr. Han feels sorry for you and insists on bandaging your hands."

I nodded, "Aunt Han and I are not related, we met Master when he was sick before, and Aunt Han was really kind to me."

"She admires you."

Manager Qi said bluntly, "Previously, she took care of you to see the face of the third master, and there are rumors that Mr. Han is interested in the third master, even if Mr. Han does not deny it to the outside world, only she and the third master know that neither of them has that idea, after all, Mr. Han is always a businessman, and interests are important, but yesterday afternoon you showed Mr. Han tenacity, she admires you very much, and wants to accept you as a goddaughter."

Goddaughter?

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, "Manager Qi, you can help me refuse."