The cabinet was slowly opened, and Luo Tian saw a flash of bright color above his head, but it was four golden handwritings: Xiaolou Secret Realm.

The door slowly closed behind him, making a "squeak" sound, and it was pitch black inside. With no direction, no size, Luo Tian didn't know where he was standing at all.

"Brother Luo is at his own convenience, and You Feng will go first. I saw Xia Youfeng clasping his fist at Luo Tian in the dark, but Luo Tian heard the smugness in his words. I saw that above the index finger of Xia Youfeng's right hand, a little yellow light lingered, like a bright candle in the dark night, the beating yellow flame slowly froze in the air, and then the arm swung and actually drew a door more than three feet wide, and the palm of his hand gently pushed, as if opening another space. In the black cupboard, Xia Youfeng smiled at Luo Tian, but he stepped into the door and disappeared.

Luo Tian didn't have a trace of annoyance, most of the sons and young masters of the big lords of the family were like this, he already had Long Hao, and with Lei Dong, he didn't need Xia Youfeng to be polite to him at all. In fact, in his heart, Luo Tian had never been polite to Xia Youfeng, and if there was a need, he didn't mind stabbing Xia Youfeng in the back at all.

"Mental power, it can still be wrapped around your hand, it is worthy of the heritage accumulated for thousands of years!" Luo Tian knew that Xia Youfeng's fingers were wrapped with a layer of mental power, but he didn't know what kind of secret method he used to keep his mental power alive. The fingers slowly poked out, but Luo Tian's face showed a sincere smile, and Xia Youfeng's showing off reminded Luo Tian that his mental power was not weaker than Xia Youfeng's finger.

The sound of "popping" came out slowly, just like a drop of dew in the evening, and a drop of water had formed on Luo Tian's index finger. The water is transparent and colorless, but the cupboard is bright at this time, it is not as light as a candlelight, but more like an ordinary day. Because it was daylight, I couldn't see the light.

The right arm gently turned around in mid-air, and Luo Tian drew a circle with a finger pen. Gradually, layers of water vapor continued to emerge from the entire circular surface, and in the flow, Luo Tian's clothes were wet.

Luo Tian didn't push with his hands, his hands were already behind his back. The little yellow cat in his arms opened his eyes slightly, but his neck stretched out, and he "bl......uffed" at the round waterfall in front of him, and saw that Luo Tian did not react at all, and it seemed to be very unwilling to get into his pocket again and arch hard, and then, not moving.

"Brother Chang, if you admire me, you can say it directly. Luo Tian said to Chang Bao'er behind him. Because the cupboard was as bright as day now, he could clearly see Chang Bao'er's face was flushed, his eyes were wide open, and there was an incredible look.

Chang Bao'er glanced at Luo Tian, then lowered her head, her white shoes rubbing the ground repeatedly, "Brother Luo, how long is your story?"

Luo Tian smiled and leaned into the waterfall.

Falling flowers are flying, dancing between heaven and earth like ribbons, white and red, covering Luo Tian's eyes. The wind was still playing notes, and the petals were blown up again after they hit the ground, dancing together in the sky.

It's the season when the cherry blossoms fall.

"Brother Luo, there seem to be two roads ahead, and Bao'er went first. Chang Baoer didn't feel the beautiful cherry blossoms, but there was something unnatural between his eyebrows, he wanted to walk by himself, it was really Brother Luo's luck was too rebellious, with Brother Luo, he only had jealousy.

Luo Tian ignored him, stretched out his palm, caught a pale red petal in mid-air, and put it between his nose, which turned out to be a reluctant fragrance. At this moment, there is no infinite diagram, no treasure, no blood poison, and there is only Luo Tian in heaven and earth.

Luo Tian's heart was quiet.

He wanted to dream, he didn't want to pity the cherry blossoms in the sky.

The glass shield was drawn rapidly in mid-air, and a stream of clear water came straight out, and then transformed into a beautiful water quality long sword, driven by the mind, the long sword began to revolve around Luo Tian in a circle, sprinkling Luo Tian's mist at his end. A green leaf gradually floated in front of him, and Luo Tian's eyes were green for a while, but it was the green leaves that naughtily covered his eyes. Standing among the falling cherry blossoms, Luo Tian was like a child, smiling innocently.

Then, his vision blurred, and his hand was holding the other hand, which was clearly Cher's wrist. Cher was dressed in white, even more beautiful among the flying cherry blossoms, a few bright red cherry blossoms swirled and danced above Cher head in the wind, brushed her cheeks, and landed on her front collar one by one, moving and delicate.

"Luo Tian, do you remember me?"

"Luo Tian, how can you live without me?"

Hearing the familiar whisper, Luo Tian was very abnormal and did not cry, at this moment, his whole body was filled with a feeling, if he had to have a name, he would call it, warm.

Warm words, warm people.

After many nights of tossing and turning, Luo Tian has been looking forward to this fairy tale, in the fairy tale, there is only himself, only Xue'er, or, and this sky full of cherry blossoms.

Fingers slid lightly over the petals, and the corners of Luo Tian's mouth opened slightly, "Xue'er." He thought he was used to the days without Cher, and he had been avoiding the bits and pieces of the past eight years, but in the dream of cherry blossoms, he saw Cher again, and only saw Cher again. It turned out that she had always cared about her.

"Rouge has already been laid out, I wonder if there will be a surprise when you wake up?"

A cold wind blew in the distance, and countless cherry blossoms flipped in the air, and then returned to dust and dust again. There was not a trace of waves.

Dreams will eventually wake up.

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, Luo Tian stretched out his slender fingers and gently picked them at his eyebrows, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was already an extra cherry blossom in his hand. The tip with the notch moved in the wind, and finally floated into the surrounding cherry blossom forest again, red and white, indescribably splendid, like clouds.

Luo Tian took a deep breath of cool air, and the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms still wafted between his noses, making his mood finally stabilize. This is a dream brought by Sakura, he has been looking forward to it for a long time, and he finally believes in the fairy tale that belongs to him and Cher again. He clearly remembered that there was only one heroine in the story, and there was no one.

Along the winding path to take easy steps, Luo Tian's sensibility is fading little by little, he needs time to vent and reminisce, but this does not mean that he will always indulge in it, he knows that his road is still very long, and his story will be very long.

"I don't know if it's intentional, but I thank you in my most devout gesture. Luo Tian stretched out his hand and pinched a cherry blossom, put it to his mouth, and said softly.