The tentacles touched, the joints retracted, the wings flapped, and then, like a breeze, they glided down towards themselves.
Seeing that he was about to fly in front of him, Luo Xi covered his eyes with his hands, and then felt a light weight on his body.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was sitting on the back of the butterfly.
Follow it and wander through the sea of flowers, watching the thousands of colors coming and going, wandering in boundless romance.
When he turned around, there was no sign of the man.
All I could see was the setting sun, the darkening sky, and the windmill that I wanted to see clearly but was getting blurry.
Luo Xi wanted to shout, but found that she couldn't make a sound.
I can only slap the butterfly's back hard to signal it to stop flying and stop quickly, but the butterfly keeps moving forward, flying to the brighter side.
Luo Xi's heart was empty, and she felt a little bad.
She looked at her dizzying height, bit her lip, and prepared to turn over.
Before he could take action, he found that the butterfly beneath him seemed to have lost its strength, drifting and falling slowly with it.
After a long time, it finally fell to the ground.
The butterfly fell into thousands of pieces and was buried in the moist soil of the sea of flowers.
In the vast sea of flowers, there is no shadow of a man, no red candle carpet, no spinning windmill, and even the faint afterglow can no longer be found.
Luo Xi stood with bare feet in the wet soil, surrounded by tulips spreading to the horizon.
Red, pink, purple, yellow.
The mixed scents of different scents made her mind turn into a vast ocean, making her want to indulge but also struggle.
Luo Xi shouted silently in the silence, waving her arms to look for all her familiar shadows, but no one could hear her voice, and no one could respond to her.
Luo Xi ran wildly among the flowers.
The stones in the soil made the soles of her feet extremely painful, but she had no intention of feeling it.
At this moment, she was filled with confusion and just wanted to see Jing Mohao quickly.
The song 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 take him back?
Does he know that he has been abandoned here?
Will he drive a speeding car over to look for him?
How can he tell him his location?
she doesn't know she knows nothing Luo Xi kept stamping her feet on the ground, biting her lower lip tightly.
Her tears couldn't help but fall on her skirt and hit her feet.
She was desperate and helpless.
Jing Mohao, where are you?
Why can't I make a sound or call out your name?
Luo Xi clasped his head with his fingers and beat it wildly.
What happened to me?
why is this happening "Boom" The ground shook violently, and the eardrums were buzzing from the huge roar.
Luo Xi suddenly raised his head.
Bright light came into his eyes, with a blurry watery light.
When he lowered his head, he realized that he was sitting on the soft carpet intact.
Still, her posture when she saw the butterfly flying had not changed at all.
However, his face was stained with tears, and his fingertips were still cold and panicked.
"Luo Xi."
The man's deep voice came.
Reflecting the candlelight, Luo Xi saw the man's slightly anxious face.
"Jing Mohao" Luo Xi called out with red eyes
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